There is an ambush! "But fellow Taoist from Lingxi Sect?" One person asked, with a fake smile. The two men were wearing red robes, one was holding a sword, and the other was holding a large purple banner. Jiang Zheng did not answer. The sword in his hand was glowing with light, and a red snake quietly emerged. With just one glance, he could tell that the other two were both at the ninth level of Qi Refining. It looks like they are just sitting back and waiting for something to happen. "It seems that the fellow Taoists of Lingxi Sect have a bad temper." The man holding the purple banner took a step forward, spiritual energy surging through his body, ready to take action at any time. "I don't want to fight with you. I can give you the token. How about we just say goodbye now?"
Jiang Zheng asked calmly, not choosing to take action immediately. "Haha, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with us? If we kill you, everything on you will belong to us!" The man holding the sword sneered a few times. As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zheng suddenly attacked! He took a step forward, his figure stirred up a gust of wind, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed towards the person holding the banner! The man never thought that Jiang Zheng, who was at a disadvantage, would still dare to take the initiative to attack. The person who was caught off guard could only raise his banner to block. "Edict!" He shouted loudly and pressed the big banner to the ground with force. The purple banner shook violently and the purple spiritual light became brighter. In just a blink of an eye, Jiang Zheng was in front of him, and he stabbed him with his sword with all his strength. A red spirit snake was wrapped around it, fluttering in the wind. Its body swelled, and it opened its bloody mouth. At the same time as the long sword pierced the purple flag, it bit it. "This is quite interesting. If you take it a step further, it can become a lower-grade spiritual treasure. You are lucky, kid. Kill him and take the banner. I will help you refine a magic weapon." But just as Kong Qing finished speaking, a crisp voice was heard and Jiang Zheng's eyes widened. The long sword in his hand was actually broken into two pieces by the purple light! White smoke was coming out of the broken sword body, which was quickly corroded by the purple mist. The opponent was also in a bad condition and was blown away in a hurry. At this time, the man with the sword had already arrived, and he chopped down with the sword vertically. At the critical moment, Jiang Zheng no longer held back and raised his left hand. Wow——! A strange green flame suddenly burst out from his hand... the ancient demon fire magic.
Jiang Zheng's eyes sharpened, he seized the opportunity and grabbed the sword. "What?!" The man with the sword screamed. Shake the sword with bare hands??? How is this possible? This strike of my sword has the power to split gold and break stone! Jiang Zheng took advantage of his distraction and pulled him over with his sword. He leaned sideways and kicked hard! "Puff!" The opponent vomited blood and flew backwards. "Hurry up! This guy is not simple!" He shouted to his companions in mid-air. The man holding the banner also realized the seriousness of the situation, and immediately threw the banner, pinched his fingers, and shouted: "Purple Demon Banner, suppress!" The flags fluttered violently, and the purple air, carrying a cold and gloomy aura, suppressed Jiang Zheng. Before he even got close, Jiang Zheng's hair stood on end! He immediately gave up the attack and retreated, but the purple air was like a maggot attached to his bones, biting him tightly. He felt the weirdness of the purple mist and didn't dare to look back, so he fled in the woods in a panic. Purple air swept through the forest, and all the trees that were contaminated by the purple air were corroded and collapsed. To make matters worse, a long sword emitting a cold light pierced out from the lush forest on the side! A demonic fire burst out from Jiang Zheng's right hand, and he slapped out with one palm, forcing the long sword back. But the purple air behind him instantly enveloped him. "ah--!" Suddenly, Jiang Zheng let out a terrifying scream, his clothes turned to ashes, his skin was covered in white steam, and his entire body was a bloody mess. "Idiot! Didn't I teach you the Fire Method?! You don't know how to use it! Use the demonic fire to suppress yourself!!!" Kong Qing shouted, obviously very angry. Hearing this, Jiang Zheng didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He endured the severe pain, mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, and sacrificed the demon fire. Wow——! The two people behind him just caught up and saw this scene. Jiang Zheng was covered in blood and flesh, and blazing flames suddenly burst out from his body, with strange green flames illuminating the forest. In the night, it was indescribably strange. The flames dispelled the purple mist. Jiang Zheng noticed two people behind him and turned around abruptly.
A pair of emerald green eyes, like a devil! Before the two men had time to rejoice over their success, the excitement on their faces suddenly disappeared, leaving only endless panic. "What kind of magic is this??!" The man holding the sword looked at the evil ghost in front of him that looked like it had crawled out of hell, and he turned around and ran away, leaving his companions behind. "You!" The man holding the big banner didn't expect that his companion would abandon him. At that moment, I also felt fear. Before he could escape, Jiang Zheng moved, took a step forward, and charged towards the opponent with blazing flames! "Damn it! Die! Command!" Seeing that there was no way to retreat, he waved his big banner and sent out a ball of purple mist, which enveloped Jiang Zheng. At this moment, Jiang Zheng was like a wild beast, roaring in pain from his throat, as if he had lost his mind. He directly crashed into the purple mist and reached out to grab the other person's chest. "What the hell is this thing that can actually ignore the magic fog?" Seeing that the purple mist had no effect, the other party shook his big banner, and the banner tangled up and turned into a big spear, stabbing towards Jiang Zheng. But Jiang Zheng grabbed him and the other party shook the gun again, knocking him back. Then he gathered all his spiritual energy and took a stance, ready to fight to the death. The two men fought together, and he wielded the spear with great force, with every thrust aimed at the opponent's vital points. However, Jiang Zheng, who had the demonic flame to suppress his body, had a very abnormal body. No matter how good his marksmanship was, he was still suppressed and beaten, with blood flowing from his mouth. bite--! The spear swept across Jiang Zheng, making a sound of metal clashing. He seized the opportunity and grabbed the banner. He pulled it with force, snatched it away, and then fired a shot. The tip of the gun dragged out a large amount of blood. In mid-air, a drop of blood reflected a pair of eyes filled with murderous intent. Under his ferocious gaze, the other party fell down, holding his neck. "Unfortunately, one ran away" Jiang Zheng held the big banner in his hand and looked up into the depths of the ancient forest. The other person had already disappeared. "It is better to let my friend die than to let me die" The flames on his body went out. He bent down and searched the corpse... a token and a storage bag. After doing this, he ejected a green flame which landed on the corpse.
With a loud bang, the flames rose with the wind and submerged the corpses. Jiang Zheng's eyes were calm, reflecting the raging fire. After a moment, the flames went out, leaving nothing behind. Then he packed up his things, picked up his lost storage bag, found a nearby cave, and walked in. It's a pity that there is a barrier and I can't get out, otherwise I would have escaped long ago. Only a fool would accompany you on a hunt. Jiang Zheng sighed, took the big banner, walked into the stone cave, and sat down cross-legged. He began to rummage through the seized storage bags, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Spiritual stones, so many spiritual stones! There must be dozens of them! There are also medicines for wounds and clean clothes. It seems that the other party has prepared very well for this hunting meeting. Jiang Zheng changed into a clean red robe and picked up the medicine, not knowing how to use it. He took half internally and applied the other half externally. But it really works. The wounds all over my body scabbed over quickly and I guess they will heal soon. Even though the purple mist was terrifying, it only caused some flesh wounds. The most painful thing was the injury to the face. Don’t dare to disfigure yourself! Jiang Zheng prayed in his heart and picked up the purple flag to play with it. "Kong Qing, didn't you say you would help me refine the banner? What do you think of this thing?" His tone was full of anticipation. He had just witnessed the power of the purple flag, and he hoped he could go even further. "Hehe... I don't dare to think about it. I don't dare to think about it at all. Who told me that I have never seen the world?" Flies rub their hands. "Since I have said so, I will help you...but this is the second transaction you have owed me." "Second payment? Okay, I promise." Jiang Zheng nodded, not forgetting that he still owed the other party a deal. But he still agreed. It was just a blank check. He would talk about it later. Anyway, the other party would not let him die easily. "That's good. If you want to refine a new flag, you have to destroy the flag in your hand first." Seeing Jiang Zheng agreed, Kong Qing no longer held back. "Ah?!" He opened his mouth wide, "You are kidding me, right?" "snort!" Kong Qing snorted disdainfully and went straight to the point. "Today I will teach you the ancient spiritual pattern. With the banner in your hand, it is more than enough to refine a low-grade spiritual treasure. When your cultivation level improves, you can continue to refine this banner into a mid-grade spiritual treasure." As soon as he finished speaking, dark red mist emerged from between Jiang Zheng's eyebrows.
"Although this material is not worthy of my liking, it has only produced a mediocre magical weapon. It is really a waste of talent!" Kong Qing waved his hand and a purple flag floated into his hand.