Qin Feng held the Cold Ice Sword Talisman, but he didn't dare to use it easily.
Because he couldn't be sure if this Sword Talisman could harm the other party.
Even if it did injure this old Taoist, he would lose his means of attack and could only let the opponent strike.
So, he thought it best to keep the Sword Talisman in his hand as a deterrent.
Because now time was in his favor, the longer he dragged, the greater the hope of Li Tianchou arriving.
Just hope that guy Li Tianchou wasn't too far from here, otherwise, after a long time, the two brothers might not be able to hold on.
"Esteemed elder, I have a question. Why did you earlier harm those ordinary women? With your level of Dao cultivation, why commit such evil deeds?"
Qin Feng had nothing to say, planning to use conversation to buy time.
The Black Robed Taoist, being experienced and sly, clearly saw through his intentions and let out a cold chuckle: "Still trying to buy time, boy, you're still too green.
But even if you delay until that Sword Cultivator arrives, so what? Do you really think I'm afraid of him?"
Qin Feng was startled upon hearing this, not knowing where this old Taoist got such confidence to deal with a ninth-layer Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator.
After all, Sword Cultivators specifically attack and kill, their combat power is strong. Generally, in fights of the same level, Sword Cultivators have a better chance of winning. This old Taoist seemed to be at Foundation Establishment too, yet he was confident he could defeat Li Tianchou, did he have some powerful means?
Just as Qin Feng was pondering, the old Taoist hummed: "What's the harm in telling you? I was ambushed by an enemy while cultivating earlier, causing a mishap with my cultivation technique. I need the Purple River Carriage as an elixir to recover my origin.
So I had my disciple capture some pregnant women. But that bastard couldn't get any and instead went around raping women, as if he was going to get them pregnant himself to honor me, his master.
That's bad enough, but he got caught by the Kun City Inspection Department, and his cultivation was abolished. Truly useless, forcing me to capture some Purple River Carriage myself to refine the elixir."
Qin Feng was stunned: "The rapist who harmed those women earlier was your disciple?"
"Correct, that useless bastard. He got caught by the Kun City Inspection Department, fine by me. Anyway, the elixir is already made, and my injuries have mostly healed.
What I didn't expect was so many low-level cultivators from Kun City coming here, one by one foolishly offering themselves for refining into Spirit Banners. A pleasant surprise."
The Black Robed Taoist walked casually, laughing a few times: "Especially those Zhao Family brats from Tieling County, falling so easily into my trap.
I didn't expect the leader to have so many treasures on him, what a rare find!
Once his spiritual power is completely drained, all those treasures will be mine, hehehe…"
Qin Feng wanted to keep delaying, so he asked: "Then why did you..."
"Shut up with your nonsense!"
Just then, the Black Robed Taoist suddenly bellowed, flicking his sleeve, and a white jade-like skull flew out of his sleeve.
The skull enlarged in the wind, instantly becoming huge, its hollow eyes igniting with ghost fire, with jaws flashing cold light as if they could bite through iron, it flew towards Qin Feng's head.
Qin Feng was taken aback by this sudden attack, dodging wildly to avoid the massive skull.
But how could his speed compare to the flying skull? In an instant, it caught up, jaws snapping at him.
Meanwhile, the Black Robed Taoist waved his Long Banner, and more than ten black shadows pounced on the two men.
These were ghosts trapped in his banner.
And they were no ordinary ghosts; the old Taoist captured and refined the spirits of slain cultivators into ghost items within the banner.
Regardless of what they were in life, they had to obey him, fight for him, or suffer soul-burning pain, ultimately facing complete annihilation.
In no time, Qin Feng and Qin Yang were besieged.
However, Qin Feng's situation was better than Qin Yang's. Despite being the main target, Qin Feng had a Vajra Body Protection Spirit Talisman, providing some defense.
Qin Yang, lacking such means, could only use his hard-earned spells to contend with the few ghosts.
With a crunch, Qin Feng's vision went black.
He was suddenly bitten into the giant skull's mouth, jaws closing to snap him in two.
But the bite was slightly misplaced.
So, Qin Feng was scared witless, hastily protecting his lower body to avoid the skull's sharp fangs.
Although the Qin Family didn't lack him as a successor, and Qin Guanbao alone could replace twenty or thirty ordinary clan members, he didn't want to be left "unarmed" in the future.
Fortunately, the Protective Golden Light was strong enough, with a crunch, it shattered two of the skull's teeth without injuring him.
Only then did Qin Feng breathe a sigh of relief.
He looked up at the skull, missing two front teeth, and thought, this thing doesn't seem too formidable after all, it's just a silver-plated gun, looks scary but not powerful.
Glancing through the skull's jaw at the Black Robed Taoist, he noticed the Taoist didn't care about the broken teeth.
Qin Feng realized, this Taoist didn't value the skull much, otherwise, he'd have recalled it, not let it keep biting.
It seemed, the opponent planned to use the skull to deplete his Spirit Talismans, eliminating danger, then capture him.
With this understanding, Qin Feng dared not use the Cold Ice Sword Talisman rashly.
At this point, the ghost items in black shadows had approached, and under the Taoist's command, lunged at them ruthlessly.
Even the golden light from Qin Feng's Vajra Body Protection Spirit Talisman didn't stop them.
Because the old Taoist was strongly commanding them.
Even if they couldn't break through Qin Feng's light and got burned by it, they didn't retreat, becoming more frenzied, clawing and biting, relentlessly wearing down the golden light.
The Vajra Body Protection Spirit Talisman's golden light had limited energy, weakening with each use.
While the ghosts' soul bodies weakened faster, becoming visibly thin and transparent, Qin Feng's light was also dimming.
Qin Feng became anxious. Where on earth had Li Tianchou gone, why hadn't he arrived?
Watching his talisman's light grow fainter, and seeing the Taoist's fierce eyes, Qin Feng felt a chill.
What to do?
At this rate, he was doomed!