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Chapter 923 - Chapter 923 Chapter 923 Overwhelming with Superior Numbers

Chapter 923: Chapter 923: Overwhelming with Superior Numbers Chapter 923: Chapter 923: Overwhelming with Superior Numbers Feng Jun knew that the opponent definitely wanted him to make the first move, and in fact, he preferred to strike first as well.

However, at the moment he held the moral high ground and the right of way, all he needed to do was to protect himself.

Summoning reinforcements was something he used to be wary of in others, but now he could do it openly and aboveboard.

This feeling was incredibly refreshing and brought him great satisfaction.

He had been besieged numerous times before, but if given the choice, who wouldn’t prefer to have the numerical advantage?

His base was only six or seven kilometers away from here, and although there were some hills and forests in between, there were plenty of cultivators on that side who could fly over swiftly.

Seeing this, Liu Feng’s face darkened, and he cursed, “Despicable!”

Then without another word, he activated a talisman, “Freeze!”

A wide-ranging paralysis technique; such a talisman was extremely expensive. If it could immobilize a transcendent being, it would be worth at least a thousand Spirit Stones.

Caught off guard, Feng Jun was immediately immobilized.

Liu Feng sneered and took out a black banner, giving it a slight shake toward Feng Jun and pointed at him, “Break!”

A ray of white light shot straight at Feng Jun.

“What the hell is this!” Feng Jun dodged with a flash, producing a Great Seal in his hand and striking back.

Seeing this, Liu Feng’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Damn it, this was a talisman capable of immobilizing a transcendent High-Rank for three breaths, how could it not even last one breath?

He had been talking a lot earlier, luring the opponent to strike first in a leisurely manner, but seeing the opponent summoning outsiders, he hesitated not a moment to use his trump card, wanting to end the battle quickly.

This talisman wasn’t worth just a thousand Spirit Stones as Feng Jun thought, but rather… it was priceless!

Think about it, being able to immobilize a transcendent High-Rank cultivator for three breaths means if you can break through their defense within those three breaths, you could take a transcendent High-Rank life.

Of course, the devil is in the details, and transcendent High-Rank cultivators are not without means of resistance–they would even have quite a few.

But, no matter what, such a talisman was extremely contrary to the heavens. If a transcendent High-Rank with tremendous wealth were targeted, how much would those robbers wish to pay for such a talisman?

Needless to say, it could sell for twenty thousand or more.

Even Liu Feng himself had only heard of this kind of talisman and had never seen one. Someone loaned it to him for this job, saying that it could be deducted from the fee upon success. He had hoped to swap it for an initial-level paralysis talisman for transcendent beings–this one seemed a bit of a waste.

But the other party had responded, saying that there was only this one talisman. Did you think that if there were lower-level ones, we would be willing to take out the high-level one?

They also said that Feng Jun’s combat strength was not to be underestimated, and overestimating a bit was not a bad thing.

Liu Feng hesitated before taking action, debating whether to use the talisman, but once he decided to act, he was very decisive.

What he took out next was the Soul-Capturing Banner, which could attack the Divine Sense. Transcendent cultivators hit by it would suffer intense pain in their Divine Sense, drastically reducing their combat strength, and those cultivators with weak Divine Sense could even faint outright.

The white light he released was the Heart-Devouring Nail, exceptionally sharp and filled with sinister and toxic Yin Energy, not only difficult to defend against but also able to contaminate the opponent’s protective Spiritual Energy.

Liu Feng figured that there were not many transcendent cultivators who could withstand these three continuous moves. This kind of overkill was purely a waste, but there was no helping it since he was pressed for time.

However, the opponent’s miraculous abilities surprised him, as Feng Jun not only broke free from the paralysis talisman’s restriction but also seemed unaffected in his Divine Sense.

But being unaffected in Divine Sense did not mean one could withstand this wave of attacks. Even if the opponent had a magical treasure to defend against Divine Sense attacks, in general, it would certainly cause them to react more slowly.

At this time, the Heart-Devouring Nail could play its role, and once the opponent was injured and lost focus, it would be much more convenient for the Soul-Capturing Banner to attack the Divine Sense again.

Unfortunately, Liu Feng’s self-perceived “triple insurance” failed; the first two attacks were ineffective, and the third attack with the Heart-Devouring Nail was firmly blocked by a Great Seal!

The Heart-Devouring Nail collided with the Mountain and River Seal. Ordinarily, when a sharp weapon clashed with a blunt one, the blunt weapon would suffer more, but there was a mysterious force on the Great Seal that caught it firmly. The Heart-Devouring Nail made a mournful sound.

Liu Feng, who had refined this treasure, felt a choke in his throat and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

After gaining the upper hand, Feng Jun showed no mercy; the Great Seal rose sharply in the air, and he slammed it down violently toward his opponent!

Liu Feng drew out a giant sword and slashed fiercely toward the Great Seal, shouting, “Split open!”

His sword technique was quite impressive, but there was no doubt that using a greatsword to block the Mountain and River Seal was somewhat strenuous.

At this moment, the sound of something tearing through the air could be heard from far away.

Feng Jun saw that his opponent was struggling to fend off the attacks and drew out his Stone Mace to join the fray. Three successive blows with the mace actually caused white flashes of light to burst out from Liu Feng’s defensive talismans.

Feng Jun still had some sharp tactics up his sleeve, but he wasn’t sure if there were any high-rank cultivators in hiding nearby, so he wasn’t in a hurry to use them. For now, he was steadily holding his ground against the enemy, whittling him down until help arrived.

In fact, his combat strength was originally not inferior to his opponent’s. The Mysterious Primordial Saber Technique was hard to match even among those at the departure stage of cultivation, but most of the time, only physical cultivators preferred this kind of technique that focused solely on physical attacks.

Feng Jun’s saber technique was stronger than Liu Feng’s swordplay. At the same time, he was also incessantly launching attacks with his Mountain and River Seal.

Liu Feng’s way of defending was quite peculiar. He constantly used his great sword to fend off the Mountain and River Seal but used the Soul-Capturing Banner to block the Stone Mace.

However, his Soul-Capturing Banner was also quite formidable. Even though it was a magical treasure, the material it was made of was a mystery, capable of contending with the Stone Mace without the slightest damage.

During the fight, Liu Feng would occasionally activate the Soul-Capturing Banner to cause some disturbance to Feng Jun.

But generally speaking, Liu Feng became more and more passive as the battle waged on, the white flashes on his body trembling vigorously and depleting quickly.

Just then, someone lightly chided, “Watch the magical treasure!”

The first to arrive was Liang Zhongyu. He quickly enlarged a silver coin in his hand and ruthlessly smashed it down on Liu Feng.

The chubby fellow, truly at the peak of Qi Refinement, delivered a strike that, although it did not break the enemy’s defense, caused the defense talismans to brighten once more. The imposing pressure emanating from the silver coin in the air greatly constrained Liu Feng’s agility.

Liu Feng shouted angrily, “How dare you! You actually dare to bully the few with the many?”

“Ha,” Liang Zhongyu snorted disdainfully. He had no qualms about ganging up on someone. This wasn’t a fair match anyway–just the location of the battle, so close to their base, indicated the adversary’s ill intent.

He was just a little worried that Feng Jun might be displeased with his uninvited intervention. “Senior Feng, is there anything we can do to assist?”

While asking, he launched another attack without any hesitation.

At that moment, Ji PingAn and Liang Yisi, who had arrived later, had already taken down the eighth-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, while Zhou Linghai stood guard with a sword. The three of them, undoubtedly battle-hardened combat cultivators, showed top-notch coordination.

Feng Jun kept attacking as he spoke, “There are three trapped in the illusion array. Let’s take down this one first.”

Hearing his command, Liang Zhongyu intensified his attack, while Liang Yisi and Ji PingAn exchanged a glance and rushed forward together. Though not very high in cultivation, the combat cultivators had a tacit understanding of battle formations.

Especially remarkable was the fact that Feng Jun blocked all of Liu Feng’s counterattacks, leaving the other three to focus solely on offense.

Without the need to be defensive, they naturally had more strength to devote to attacking.

This is why outnumbering an opponent can yield an effect greater than the sum of their parts.

Liu Feng couldn’t take it anymore. The three’s attacks were, in his view, contemptible but what’s insufferable is the fact the trio only attacked and never defended.

Even ants could take down an elephant in large numbers. Not to mention Liang Zhongyu’s attack was quite forceful, and the other two mid-stage Qi refining cultivators not only coordinated well but also infused their attacks with an invisible killing intent.

Finally, unable to bear it, Liu Feng shook violently and bellowed, “Don’t push me!”

His roar caused all three Qi Refinement cultivators to falter momentarily, but Feng Jun took the opportunity to smash down fiercely with his mace, shouting, “Be careful on defense, grind him down slowly… we want him alive!”

After seven or eight more exchanges, the defense talismans visibly dimmed. Liu Feng staggered, nearly falling to the ground, and shouted again, “Bastards, you actually dared to use poison!”

A sinister smile spread across Liang Yisi’s stern face. The poison he used was not very potent, but its key attribute was that it was difficult to detect. By the time one realized it, their spiritual energy would already be compromised in circulation.

“It’s you who forced my hand!” Liu Feng opened his mouth wide and spat a large mouthful of blood onto the Soul-Capturing Banner.

As the blood soaked into the banner, thick yin energy burst out like boiling water, bubbling and rolling outward. Within the yin energy, innumerable screams and wails could be heard, chilling to the soul.

Countless faces appeared within the tumultuous yin energy–men, women, old, young. Although blurry, each bore a ferocious expression wrought by pain, fear, and terror, twisting their features severely.

Unwittingly, the air around them grew unbearably cold and filled with deadly energy.

“That’s… an evil cultivator!” Liang Zhongyu exclaimed excitedly. “Senior Feng, we’ve caught a big fish!”

“Back off!” Ji PingAn and Liang Yisi both cried out in unison, lunging forward with their most fierce moves before springing back with a tap of their toes.

The two had less knowledge than Liang Zhongyu, but as combat cultivators, they knew exactly how to deal with an evil cultivator.

In fact, they had both participated in battles to apprehend evil cultivators, although those cultivators were not as powerful as this one.

“Ahhh~” A shrill cry came from within the yin energy, which visibly dissipated at a rapid pace. Many of the agonized faces twisted briefly before vanishing without a trace.

After a few breaths, the yin energy gradually dispersed. Liu Feng’s size had doubled, his height nearly reaching three meters. With his mouth wide open, the yin energy furiously surged towards him.

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