Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha! How ridiculous! You think you can keep me here with just your strength? That's too naive!"
He stared at her sinisterly, a ruthless look on his face. He drew a long sword from his waist with one hand and said grimly, "Run away? You can't scare me away with just one person! On the contrary, you won't be so lucky this time."
"Sister! Let me help you!"
Following the secret signal left by Feng Jiu, Guan Xilin jumped onto the wall of the house and stood there looking at the people in the courtyard. After taking a look, he said, "You deal with the old one, and leave the others to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up, shook the sword in his hand, and the sharp sword energy instantly attacked the man in black in the yard.
Seeing him following her, she raised the corners of her lips slightly under her veil, and said, "Brother, leave a few of them alive this time, don't kill them all."
"no problem!"
He responded loudly, his voice full of energy and fighting spirit. The sword in his hand was originally heading for the black-clothed man's throat, but after hearing her words, the tip of the sword changed direction with a whoosh and attacked the other person's body.
"How dare you chase him here? Brothers, kill him!"
The man in black saw him coming towards him with a sharp sword in hand and shouted loudly. The people around him responded in a deep voice, and eight people quickly surrounded him and trapped him in the middle, and the tips of the eight long swords were pointed at him and stabbed.
The surge of mysterious energy in everyone's bodies, the bloodthirsty murderous intent, and the sharp sword energy bursting out from the sword tips whistled in the courtyard. Eight against one, no matter how you look at it, the eight people are bound to win. Therefore, the middle-aged man just glanced at them and didn't pay any more attention to them. Instead, he cast a sinister look on the woman in front.
Feng Jiu glanced at Guan Xilin and then looked away, not worrying that he would be killed by those men in black. After all, he had not practiced in vain during this period.
Her eyes fell on the middle-aged man in front of her. At the same time, she mobilized the mysterious energy in her body and injected it into the dagger in her hand. The next moment, her figure flashed and rushed towards the target in front. The sword energy brought out by the blade in her hand formed a sharp airflow, which cut through the air with a whoosh and collided with the opponent's sword.
“Clang!”
The middle-aged man blocked her attack with a sword in his hand and sneered: "Want to fight with me? You are too young!" He exerted force, turned the sword in his hand, and chopped it down at her.
"Swoosh! Whoosh!"
Fengjiu dodged to the side and took a step forward. The dagger in her hand cut through his sleeve and pierced into his flesh with a whoosh, and the smell of blood wafted out.
He groaned as a sharp sword came at him. She immediately blocked it with her sword and kicked him with her foot. In front of his astonished and horrified eyes, she kicked him in the chest with a kick containing profound power and kicked him away.
"Um!"
As he groaned and retreated, he felt the blood in his chest churning, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat and spurted out of his mouth.
"puff!"
He steadied his steps and looked up, staring at the ruthless woman in front of him with disbelief and shock, and asked uncertainly: "Are you really Feng Qingge?"
If it was Feng Qingge, how could she have such skills in just a few months? If it wasn't Feng Qingge, why were her body shapes so similar? Could it be that she had some adventure in the past few months