Fei Ming, the genius from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven, had his arms split open by the attack even though he had a middle-grade magical tool. Blood spurted out and his entire body was smashed against the mountain. He struggled and fell to the ground, covered in blood.
Although he was at the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm and had taken out a powerful magical tool, the gap between him and Jiang Ming was terrifying. It was not something that magical tools and talismans could make up for.
At this moment, Fei Ming's hair was disheveled, his clothes were in tatters, and blood was everywhere.
He stared at Jiang Ming angrily. He never thought that he, who should have been the one with the most advantage, would fall into such a situation at this time.
However, no matter how angry Fei Ming was, he did not dare start a fight with Jiang Ming. He realized that this mysterious individual cultivator named Yan Chixia was definitely comparable to the top disciples of the Cangming Grotto-Heaven. He could not fight against him.
"Damn him! I must kill him in the future."
Fei Ming's face was expressionless. However, his heart was filled with murderous rage. He could not just let this matter go after making a fool of a genius from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven.
He then looked at the two other people who were watching the show and sneered, "Li Qianya, Qi Yue, I'll make you pay for this. Don't die too early in the Black Rock Ruins!
Li Qianya smiled gently and ignored him.
Li Qianya's team was already at a disadvantage in this expedition, and they were just thinking about how to turn the situation around when Fei Ming went up to them like a hothead.
Li Qianya sneered. Was Fei Ming stupid? This individual cultivator was too strong for them to take on!
Beside him, the woman from Chasing Moon Lake, Qi Yue, also shook her head at Fei Ming. She did not say anything. However, the look in her eyes was as if she was looking at an idiot. This made Fei Ming's face turn even redder.
At this time, the battle for the black sword was getting more and more intense. The black sword seemed to be gradually getting exhausted, and the range of its movement was getting smaller and smaller. It had been caught by people several times. However, it escaped again in the chaotic battle.
"This black sword rejects spiritual energy. Try to use your physical strength to capture it when you get close!"
Fei Ming turned his head and shouted, no longer paying attention to Jiang Ming. It was obvious that the three of them had identified some patterns in the process of chasing the black sword into the foggy passage and back.
At this moment, Fei Ming was prepared to give up on the ten-thousand-year-old rock spirit blood. Although it was extremely precious, the black sword was the real treasure. It was of great importance to those who wanted to navigate the Black Rock Ruins.
Fei Ming joined in the battle and cast a large net that flickered with silver light, which enveloped the black sword.
The black stone sword bounced back and forth in the big net, and when it collided with the big net, bright sparks burst out. However, it could not break through. The blood Qi that it slashed out was also getting weaker and weaker. It was obvious that the power inside the sword was being consumed rapidly.
A few disciples of the Cangming Grotto-Heaven were overjoyed. They rushed forward and cast spells to shrink the net and capture the black sword.
However, at this moment, spiritual light with stars flowing around it suddenly cut a hole in the net. The black sword took the opportunity to fly out and pierce through the chest of two disciples from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven who could not dodge in time.
"Li Qianya!" Fei Ming's eyes were filled with anger as he turned to look at the young man with the fan and roared.
"This item belongs to the virtuous. Fei Ming, you're injured and don't have enough virtue. You should give it to me!" Li Qianya said unhurriedly. He stepped forward and waved his folding fan. Rays of spiritual light shot out toward the people from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven.
At the same time, the woman named Qi Yue also moved quietly. Her body was graceful and light, and she looked like she was dancing. She quickly approached the black sword. She did not hold any magical tools. However, with a light tap of her finger, complicated runes gushed out.
The silver runes turned into plants, insects, and birds, and imprinted themselves on a disciple of Spirit Silkworm Mountain. The latter's entire body withered in an instant, turning into a dried corpse and falling to the ground.
"This place is a mess." Jiang Ming glanced at the three groups of people who were fighting again. The whole cave was filled with blood, and his eyes were red with killing intent.
However, the strongest cultivators of them all were the two women from Chasing Moon Lake. Although they did not have the upper hand, they were safe and sound. There were no injuries on their bodies at all. If there were more of them, they would have easily won this battle.
"It seems like the most mysterious cultivation sect in the Feather Kingdom is really something," Jiang Ming thought to himself and then shook his head. He was too lazy to participate in the fight for the black sword. He took out another jade bottle and continued to absorb the purple liquid in the pool.
Although he was also somewhat interested in the black sword, looking at the current state of these people, if he dared rush up, he might be attacked by the joint forces of the three parties.
"Forget it! I don't like violence!"
After a quarter of an hour, the black stone sword could no longer fly, and the blood Qi it shot out was extremely thin. It had completely lost the power to resist.
However, the battle between the three parties was getting more and more intense, and nearly half of the people had died.
