Fengjiu moved easily, her steps changing strangely. She moved in an instant and effortlessly distanced herself from the people behind her. When she heard the angry shouts from behind her, she turned around and smiled.
"Aren't you trying to steal my spiritual herbs? If you have the guts, stop me!"
Hearing this, the people behind him almost vomited blood in anger. They wanted to steal his elixir, but who would have thought that he would steal it in the end? This young man was running all the way while shouting that he was stealing things.
It was clearly him who stole their Qiankun bags, but he made it seem as if they stole him. It was so infuriating.
What made them most angry was that the boy had learned some kind of footwork, but his speed was so fast that they could not catch up. At this time, they did not think of another possibility, that the boy's own strength was unfathomable. On the contrary, all they could think of was that who doesn't have one or two life-saving skills or treasures? Otherwise, who would dare to come into this hell mountain range so easily
"Stop! You stop right there!"
"Leave the stuff here, I promise I won't beat you to death!"
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was amused. She turned around and laughed, and shouted at them: "Only a fool would stop! You'd better keep this to deceive ghosts!"
Could she believe that? What a joke! Even if she could believe it, it would not be easy to take back the things she had in her hands. Moreover, the murderous intentions of these people were so obvious that she was lucky that she did not use a dirty trick on them.
A group of evil cultivators in this area who specialized in robbing other people's treasures stopped and looked around when they heard the sound echoing in the forest.
"There is movement. Let's find out which direction it is coming from."
The leader said this, signaling his men to go and investigate, because the sound was echoing in the forest, and they could only hear it vaguely here, and could not confirm which direction it came from.
"Yes." Several evil cultivators below responded, and quickly flew dozens of meters away and lay on the ground in four directions to listen for any movement. The sound from the ground was much clearer than the sound echoing in the forest.
Not long after, several people came back and reported: "Boss, there are people running towards this side from the southwest. They should be chasing and robbing treasures, but we only heard the footsteps of a few people."
"Only a few people?" The evil leader's eyes flashed with greed: "Then we will wait for them halfway, kill them, and share the treasures with the brothers!"
"good!"
Upon hearing this, the thirty or so evil cultivators responded excitedly. Led by their leader, they headed in that direction, intending to surround the people.
Not far from here, the Nascent Soul cultivator had been chasing Feng Jiu for quite some time but had not caught up with her. The rage in his heart was about to explode, and murderous aura and Nascent Soul pressure spread all over his body. He wished he could twist the neck of the red-clothed boy in front of him with one hand.
What’s hateful is that he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can’t even catch up with a boy in red!
And behind them, the three Jindan peak cultivators were the same, with angry expressions and murderous intent. The three of them had to chase the thin middle-aged man half-led by him, because the middle-aged man was an alchemist. He could make pills but not speed and fighting.