When Wang Deshun saw that his attack was interrupted, he transferred his anger to Tie Xiangyang. He looked at Tie Xiangyang coldly and said, "Hahaha, it's too late even if you want to run now. Since you dare to attack, then stay. No matter who it is today, it is impossible to save you."
Then Wang Deshun waved the folding fan in his hand again, and more wind blades flew out from it. Not only were there more of them, but they were also more powerful. They directly knocked the casting hammer in Tie Xiangyang's hand away, and instantly came in front of Tie Xiangyang like a gust of wind. Tie Xiangyang didn't even take out his other spiritual weapons before he was hit by the wind blades.
But at this moment, a thunder dragon flew out, swept away all the wind blades, and flew towards Wang Deshun.
Wang Deshun's face turned cold when he saw this, not because of the power of the Thunder Dragon, but because it was a magic weapon. It was obvious that the one who made the move was a Jindan-stage cultivator. He didn't expect that at this time, that Jindan-stage fellow disciple would come to help Qi Ming and the other two.
Wang Deshun then took out a flag, and then turned into a wind dragon, flying towards the thunder dragon, actually blocking the thunder dragon's attack, and then looked at the person who made the move.
The one who made the move was Yang Kun who had arrived. He was very pleased to see that Tie Xiangyang was willing to offend a Jindan-stage senior brother for Qi Ming. He then looked at Wang Deshun and sneered, "Really? Let me meet you today."
Wang Deshun looked at Yang Kun's face but did not recognize him. On the day when Yang Kun and others came to join the sect, he was out for something. Although he had heard of the sensation caused by Yang Kun, he did not recognize what Yang Kun looked like.
Therefore, seeing that Yang Kun was actually at the fourth level of the Golden Core, which was one level higher than his cultivation, he immediately said in a cold tone: "I don't know this senior brother. May I ask your name and why you are interfering in this matter? You should know that I am a disciple of the Alchemy Room."
Although his tone was stiff, he was actually afraid of Yang Kun, because the disciples in the alchemy room were not good at fighting, not to mention that Yang Kun's cultivation was higher than his, so he wanted to use this to force Yang Kun to retreat.
However, he did not expect Yang Kun's identity, let alone that Yang Kun would not care about his identity. Therefore, after Yang Kun saw him stop Lei Long, he immediately took out the Broken Cloud Sword, the Demon Subduing Pestle, and the Thunder Hammer, and continued to attack Wang Deshun.
Seeing Yang Kun's smooth and overwhelming attack, Wang Deshun's face changed drastically, but he could only hastily take out an alchemy furnace to block the killing power of the Broken Cloud Sword.
However, he could not block the Demon Subduing Pestle and the Thunder Hammer and was knocked away by them in an instant. Just when Yang Kun was about to kill him, a floating dust appeared and blocked Yang Kun's Demon Subduing Pestle and the Thunder Hammer.
At the same time, a white-haired old man appeared in front of Yang Kun, looked at him with a smile and said, "Please forgive him when you can. Junior Brother Yang has already taught him a lesson, so how about letting him go?"
Yang Kun then collected all his magic weapons and looked at the white-haired old man with a frown. Although he had white hair like his master Qi Delong, the man in front of him was not as sincere as Qi Delong. Although he was also smiling, his smile was very hypocritical.
Moreover, his cultivation level was not very high, only at the ninth level of the Golden Core, one level lower than Qi Delong.
Even Yang Kun was not afraid of him, not to mention that Yang Kun had his master Qi Delong behind him. He immediately looked at him angrily and said, "I wonder if you are the elder of the alchemy room, Wang Xuyang?"