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A handsome young man secretly drew out a talisman paper and was just about to make a move.

It seemed that Jing Po, the old woman, had heard their conversation. Suddenly, a beam of moonlight flowed from the bright full moon, like water, seemingly gentle yet extraordinarily swift.

Like a river of stars falling from the heavens, it flowed to the handsome young man in the blink of an eye.

"Trivial tricks!"

Zhan Xing Lao Ren coldly snorted, reaching out to pluck stars, like a general arranging troops, instantly arranging the celestial bodies in the air into a killing formation pattern.

Stars shone brightly, but instead of merging into one, they condensed into a star web.

The star net is like a blade, blocking the moonlight.

The moonlight transformed the Milky Way into four or five fragmented pieces.

Though Zhang Xing Lao was a step behind, he failed to cut off all the moonlight. He only blocked half of it, but the fish that slipped through the net were insignificant. With his cultivation as a handsome young man, he could handle them easily.

A handsome young man held his sword aloft, its blade gleaming brightly as it met the full force of the moon's radiance.

With only a muffled grunt, the handsome young man's face flushed red.

But the moonlight suddenly transformed into a long whip, fiercely striking the handsome youth's sword.

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With a mighty attack, the dashing young man was caught off guard. Though unharmed, his figure retreated dozens of feet in succession before he managed to dispel the force.

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At this moment, Qin Sang, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly moved.

He sensed Elder Jing's gaze and understood her intention. Without hesitation, he said, "Leave this person to me. Senior, focus on dealing with the other two!"

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He never left because he couldn't. From the moment he was seen by the three from Yuan Shen Men, he and Old Madam Jing were tied together like two ants on a string.

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No matter what, the three members of Yuanshimen must die!

I believe Granny Jing is not a reckless person. She dared to rob and kill Leng Yuntai, so she must have some confidence.

However, Qin Sang did not rashly intervene in their battle. He waited for Elder Jing's clear instructions before making a move.

Seeing that Elder Jing had him face the handsome young man instead of one of the two Golden Cores, Qin Sang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he exerted himself to the fullest and used both his treasures, he should be able to hold them off for a while, but it would definitely be fraught with danger.

Qin Sang wasn't that arrogant, thinking he could defeat a cultivator at the Core Formation stage, even if his cultivation was suppressed.

If it's absolutely necessary, life is still the most important thing, and I would gladly expose my magical treasures.

Luckily, Old Lady Jing was very confident and dared to take on the two Golden Core cultivators alone.

By comparison, the handsome young man is much easier to deal with.

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During the foundation-building period, Qin Sang was really not afraid of anyone.

The Hanjin Sword leads the way!

Lingling's sword light radiated extreme coldness, striking straight for the handsome young man's heart.

Qin Sang closely followed, swift as thunder, his palm clutching the Yin-Yang Compass, its light flickering.

He chose the perfect moment. The handsome young man was whipped through the air, landing with a thud and rolling helplessly before he could regain his balance, leaving his back completely exposed.

Yushan Pavilion is being harassed by a Qingluan.

The Old Man of Star-Holding was setting up his star formation, using all his might to counter the Grandma Jing.

No one can rescue the handsome young man.

In a blink, the Hanjin Sword was mere inches from the handsome young man. This was the pinnacle of top-grade magical artifacts, its power needless to say. Enveloped by sword qi, the handsome young man's entire body turned into a layer of white frost, his movements seeming to stiffen slightly.

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The handsome young man was about to meet his end at the sword.

Suddenly, the handsome young man turned his head and glanced at Qin Sang, a sneer on his face. He suddenly spread his right palm open and flung it back with force.

"Wow!"

Countless specks of light shimmered and flew about, between the fragments of talismanic paper, a barely noticeable dark glint flashed - it was a small black hammer.

Hello!

The hammer moved with incredible speed, flying past the Cold Gold Sword and heading straight for Qin Sang.

In Qin Sang's vision, Wu Hui grew rapidly, becoming incredibly clear. Wu Hui's two ends were pointed and sharp, like two chisels. Qin Sang had no doubt that if he were struck by Wu Hui, a bloody, gaping hole would appear on his head.

The handsome young man had all along been guarding against himself.

It's no wonder, in such a vast square, with both myself and Grandmother Jing appearing at the same time, they wouldn't believe we weren't in cahoots. They must have been secretly on guard against us.

I had been observing from the sidelines, and they hadn't taken the initiative to attack me. Instead, they set a trap, secretly preparing talismans and treasures, attempting to eliminate me in one fell swoop. They wanted to deal with the weakest among us first and then focus on dealing with Grandmother Jing.

Perhaps, the handsome young man was being carried away by the moonlight as a calculated move.

If Granny Jing weren't so far beyond their expectations, holding her own against two of them with ease, they wouldn't be able to focus. At this moment, the one facing them was likely not just that handsome young man anymore.

Qin Sang let out a sigh. If he hadn't been tempered in the crucible of war for many years, he might have fallen for this trap.

‘Whew!’

Faced with Wu Hui, Qin Sang remained calm in the face of danger. He held up the yin-yang compass and shot out a beam of white light.

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Although the quality of the yin-yang compass is certainly inferior to that of the talisman treasure, even the most powerful talisman treasure cannot ignore top-grade magical artifacts. Besides, Qin Sang would not rely entirely on magical artifacts.

The ebony sword was struck by a beam of white light, its speed undiminished by the pull, but its direction shifted slightly.

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Qin Sang had been prepared, his figure flashing repeatedly to evade the sneak attack. He looked coldly at the handsome young man.

The Cold Jade Sword naturally had no effect either, and was taken back by Qin Sang.

“Huh”

The handsome young man didn't expect Qin Sang to so easily evade the talisman treasure's sneak attack. He looked over in surprise, playing with his black hammer, and sneered: "It seems you're not just all talk, you actually have some skill! Invisible Sword... I want to see how capable you really are, daring to disrespect your senior brother!"

Now Qin Sang already knows who the senior brother the handsome young man was talking about.

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Claiming to be the top expert in Yuan Shen Gate, he has cultivated to a high level. This time, the one who came from Yuan Shen Gate to Zhentian Peak is him.

Because of the past grievances between Senior Qingzhu, Shaohua Mountain and Yuanshen Gate have an unresolvable conflict, affecting their disciples.

Qin Sang didn't want to pay attention to these grudges, nor did he want to provoke a feud, but since he was repeatedly targeted by Yuan Shen Men disciples, of course he wouldn't just endure it.

Even a mud Bodhisattva has three points of fire in their temper.

Then, seizing an opportunity, I teamed up with Brother Rong to give Miao Xinglan a lesson. There was no real physical harm done to either side, but that's how the feud began.

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The handsome young man seems to have a good relationship with Miao Xinglan, no wonder he looks down on me.

'Whoosh!'

The hammer flew again.

Qin Sang's figure retreated explosively, actually taking back both the Yin-Yang Disk and the Cold Gold Sword. At the same time, a point of blue light rose in his palm, eventually transforming into a circular mirror.

... is also a treasure!

This treasure was seized from a fake Earthly Immortal cultivator of the Heavenly Alliance. The handsome young man had ulterior motives; he wasn't a good person at heart.

He had long secretly prepared the talisman.

Although the handsome young man spoke arrogantly, he was not careless when it came to fighting. Qin Sang couldn't find an opportunity to sneak attack with a talisman, and under pressure from Wu Hui, he had to reveal himself.

The round mirror soared high, facing the hammer.

'Bang!'

Two talismans of power were at odds, ready to clash and divide.

After a brief collision, they transformed into two streaks of light, one blue and one black, chasing each other between Qin Sang and the handsome young man.re ineffective. His protective spiritual light was shattered, and he died instantly.It transformed, its claws ripping into the man's chest. Blood stained its arms. Sniffing the metallic scent, it lick...