What does Luo Fei want to do
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw him shouting, "I'm going to trick you!"
As soon as the voice fell, she saw him throwing something as big as a fist around. After the thing hit the ground, it scattered with a bang, and a red-yellow smoke spread out. When she smelled it, she felt a choking and dazzling feeling. She took a deep breath and jumped, changing direction to the upwind side.
"Ahem! What the hell!?"
"Hiss, I can't open my eyes!"
"Damn it! Look carefully before you chop! Don't chop your own people!"
"Um!"
For a moment, in the spreading smoke, those wandering cultivators could not open their eyes, their throats were itchy and they were coughing and unable to fight. Even if they wanted to open their eyes to see, as soon as they opened their eyes, they felt a dazzling sensation and even tears flowed down their faces involuntarily.
"Damn you, brat! You're so blatantly using dirty tricks!"
Some of the cultivators cursed angrily while retreating. It was not suitable to fight when they could not open their eyes and even breathe. Especially, they could not see but heard the muffled groans and the slight smell of blood in the air, which was very likely that their people were killed.
This battle was originally about the majority bullying the minority, therefore, the two Jindan cultivators did not take action. In their opinion, it would be easy for the twenty or so foundation-building cultivators to take down those teenagers. However, they saw their men falling one after another, and even though those teenagers suffered many injuries, none of them were fatal.
Seeing this scene, the two men's faces darkened. They were originally standing at a distance and did not move forward. The smoke could not hurt them at this time. Seeing their people falling one by one, the two men's cold eyes flashed and they stared at the masked people in the fog.
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The sound of the hidden weapon was masked by the sound of the sword and it would not be noticed unless one listened carefully.
When Fengjiu, who was sitting on the tree branch, saw the two Jindan cultivators shoot out two hidden weapons respectively, she raised her eyebrows slightly and shot out the silver needle in her hand.
“Clang! Clang!”
The silver needle knocked down the two hidden weapons, making two thin clanging sounds. The two Jindan monks saw their hidden weapons being knocked down, and their gloomy eyes fell on the red figure sitting on the branch.
The next moment, one of them took a deep breath and rushed out, grabbing the air with his claws, forming a claw shape with a sharp airflow and rushing towards Fengjiu with great momentum.
Fengjiu sat there without moving. Her fingers were seen turning and playing with a few silver needles between her fingers. A trace of cold light was reflected. However, before she could make a move, a sharp shout was heard.
"Your opponent is me!"
Duan Ye took a deep breath and flew into the air. The sword in his hand shot out a sharp sword light and attacked the Jindan cultivator.
"Humph! You overestimate your own abilities!"
The Jindan cultivator snorted coldly, turned the claws that were moving towards Fengjiu, and attacked Duan Ye. The airflow between his claws was as sharp as a knife. He actually blocked Duan Ye's sword with his bare hands, and suddenly grabbed his throat with his other hand.
Killing intent spread in an instant, the breath of death enveloped Duan Ye, and the terrifying pressure of the golden elixir directly covered him. Under this pressure, Duan Ye's body stagnated and his speed slowed down.