He heard Jin Batian say that Ye Feng had already jumped off the cliff.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng felt his mind go blank. His body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.
"Jin Batian! Are you telling the truth? My disciple…was really forced to jump off the cliff by you?”
Daoist Priest Qing Feng's lips couldn't help but tremble, and two streams of tears rolled down his face.
At this moment, he was extremely sad. This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for him, completely crushing him.
"Haha…"
Jin Batian laughed out loud,
"Not bad! That kid killed a few of my brothers. If I let him die like this, it would be too easy for him. I originally wanted to take him to the mountain and light that kid's sky lantern to relieve my hatred!”
"You…"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng pointed at Jin Batian and squeezed out this word through his teeth. He wished he could eat Jin Batian alive. His endless sorrow quickly turned into bone-corroding hatred!
" Old Taoist Niu Nose, throw over the silver in your hand now. I, Jin Batian, promise to leave your corpse intact. Otherwise…"
Jin Batian used his single eye to stare coldly at Daoist Priest Qing Feng. His face was trembling as if his muscles were spasming.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng slowly lifted the backpack in his hand and reached into it with one hand. He looked at Jin Batian coldly and said word by word,
"Good! Don't you want silver? This poor priest will give it to you now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Daoist Priest Qing Feng suddenly reached out his hand from his backpack.
He held many copper coins tightly between his fingers. He circulated the Qi in his Dantian and threw them at Jin Batian and the others.
These copper coins carried a strong gust of wind as they flew towards Jin Batian and his subordinates.
Jin Batian was stunned for a moment. He did not expect Daoist Priest Qing Feng to suddenly attack.
He hurriedly raised the large knife in his hand to block the few copper coins that flew towards him.
Jin Batian's saber made a series of clanking sounds, and many sparks were produced.
The few subordinates beside him were in a miserable state. They had no time to dodge.
They were all hit by Daoist Priest Qing Feng's copper coins. Some of the copper coins even hit a few bandits between their eyebrows.
The bandits did not even have the time to groan before they fell to the ground one by one. It seemed that they were not going to live.
Even the military advisor Hu San was hit.
A copper coin hit his arm and embedded into his flesh. He screamed in pain and ran back.
This sudden change.
It instantly woke up the bandits on both sides.
They all raised their handguns.
He was about to fire at Daoist Priest Clear Wind and Old Liu.
It was too late to say.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng quickly reached into his backpack.
He took out a lot of copper coins.
He gathered all his strength and threw them at the bandits on both sides.
Screams of pain instantly rang out.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng had expected that Jin Batian would not have any good intentions, so he did not have much money in his backpack.
They were all scattered copper coins. He originally wanted to wait for Jin Batian to bring his disciple out before making trouble.
He didn't expect his disciple to be forced to jump off the cliff by Jin Batian. He was furious and extremely sad. Endless killing intent surged.
"Since you killed my disciple, I will make sure that all of you in Clear Wind Camp pay with your lives!”
Daoist Priest Qing Feng raised his head and roared. The veins on his face bulged. Just a moment ago, he still looked like an immortal.
At this moment, he was like a devil that had just escaped from hell, his face filled with endless killing intent…
Jin Batian brandished the saber in his hand, and the killing intent in his single eye became even stronger. He gritted his teeth and said,
"Damn it! Today, if I don't chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs, I won't be surnamed Jin!”
As he spoke, Jin Batian roared and raised the saber in his hand as he pounced towards Daoist Priest Clear Wind.
At the same time, Old Liu suddenly made a move and charged at the bandits at the side.
The current situation had already reached the point where it was either you die or I live.
Old Liu's attacks were all killing moves. He casually snatched a large knife from a bandit's hand.
They slashed at the other bandits. Those bandits were already at a loss because of this sudden change.
He could only parry, but he had no chance to fight back.
Old Liu waved the large knife in his hand as if he was chopping vegetables.
In just a short while, they had killed several bandits. Those bandits with firearms were the most unlucky.
Muskets were extremely powerful at close range.
All that was shot out was iron sand. It covered a large area and was the easiest to hurt the innocent.
Therefore, they could only hold their muskets anxiously and did not dare to shoot casually.
The most troublesome thing was that after he finished firing, he had to spend a lot of effort to load the iron sand.
Before he could finish loading the iron sand, Old Liu's big knife had already slashed over.
Instantly, his head fell to the ground, and blood splattered on the spot.
While Old Liu was fighting with the bandits, Jin Batian and Daoist Priest Qing Feng were also engaged in a fierce battle.
For Jin Batian to be the bandit leader of Clear Wind Camp, his martial arts were naturally not weak.
The large saber in his hand flew up and down like a tiger, causing the dust on the ground to fly up.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng did not have any weapons in his hands. He only had a lot of copper coins in his backpack.
At that moment, he could only dodge and evade the huge saber in Jin Batian's hand.
From time to time, he would throw out the copper coins in his hand at the bandits on both sides to help Old Liu.
Jin Batian waved his saber at Daoist Priest Qing Feng, but not only did he not hurt him at all, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He panted and scolded,
"Damn it! You have some ability, old Taoist. I will kill you today. I don't believe I can't kill you!”
As he spoke, he raised the saber in his hand and pounced at Daoist Priest Qing Feng.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng sneered, and the killing intent on his face intensified. He quickly reached into his backpack.
He grabbed a handful of copper coins and threw them at Jin Batian.
Jin Batian hurriedly used his saber to block.
He blocked most of the copper coins that were flying towards him, but there were still a few that he could not block.
All of them were deeply embedded in his thigh. Immediately, a few bloody holes were punched out, and blood instantly gushed out.
Jin Batian stopped in his tracks and suddenly felt a piercing pain from his thigh.
He looked down and saw that his pants were already stained red with blood. He was shocked.
He looked at Daoist Priest Qing Feng and saw that his hands were once again in the backpack.
Seeing that another handful of copper coins was about to fly towards him, he had already witnessed the power of this copper coin hidden weapon.
If he was hit by this handful of copper coins, how could he still be alive?
In a flash, Jin Batian hurriedly turned around and endured the pain in his thigh as he ran in the direction of the Juyi Hall.
With a loud bang, a signal flare flew from the direction of the Juyi Hall.
After a sharp whistling sound, it suddenly exploded in the sky.
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