“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
A powerful airflow whistled in the wind, and the sharp sound was like a blade cutting through, bringing with it a chilling coldness.
The next moment, Feng Jiu, who had soared into the sky, saw a green light flash in her hand. The Qingfeng sword, which was shining with a cold light, chopped down from the sky with a sharp sword aura. This fierce sword had the power to destroy the world!
Because she knows that it is not advisable to prolong the battle against someone who is stronger than her. Only by fighting quickly and decisively can she have a chance of winning!
Seeing the fierce sword energy coming at her, the murderous aura was too intense to avoid, so the old woman condensed the spiritual energy and injected it into the human head crutch in her hand, and then went to meet the sword energy coming from the sky. In an instant, the airflow brought by the old woman's human head crutch swept up the blood on the ground and turned into a column of blood rushing upwards.
"Bang! Boom!"
A ray of green light collided with the blood column, and the blood column seemed to dissolve the sharp sword energy of the Qingfeng Sword and prevent the sword energy from attacking outward. However, after the loud bang, when the blood energy was scattered and splashed back to the ground, the green sword passed through the blood energy with unstoppable force and attacked the old woman again with an unexpected force.
"call out!"
Unexpectedly seeing the sword energy coming at her, the old woman's face changed and she hastily stepped back to avoid it. However, the green sword energy was so sharp and fast that it was approaching her in the blink of an eye. She was startled and quickly blocked it with the human head crutch in her hand, but...
"Bang!"
The human-headed crutch hit the terrifying sword energy with a bang, and it broke into pieces, shattering all over the ground.
"hiss!"
A green light flashed before her eyes, making it impossible for the old woman to open her eyes. She only felt a whoosh sound as it passed by, and a huge pain came from her arm, and blood oozed from her face.
"ah… "
The shrill screams spread hoarsely and sharply in the night, carrying a strong sense of unwillingness, resentment and disbelief. The sound reached the night sky and spread far, far in the night...
"Ah... the ghost woman's scream is so scary, so scary..."
When the evil spirits hiding in the rag dolls or scarecrows heard the shrill screams, they couldn't help but shudder and let out terrified cries.
"The ghost lady is going to die. She has great resentment..."
"It's that sister. I want to go and see her."
One of the rag dolls jumped and jumped excitedly in the direction of the battle. The rag doll with its left leg and right arm missing just jumped on the blood-stained squares in the night and moved forward.
At the place where the battle was taking place, the old woman was covering her severed arm. She raised her head sinisterly, looking at the sharp sword with a green glow held by Feng Jiu in the air, and laughed softly.
"Qingfeng Sword? Haha... Good stuff, really good stuff..."
No wonder it could break the blood column and cut her blood. It turned out to be the ancient sword Qingfeng! The ancient sword Qingfeng disappeared for many years. Even the people of the eight empires didn't know where it had fallen. But now, it appeared in the hands of a little girl.
Covering her bleeding shoulder, the empty arm missing, she lowered her eyes, a strange and frightening sinister smile appeared on her old face, and a sharp and hoarse voice came out in a sinister voice.