"But..." Before Chen Dao could finish his words, he heard a scream of pain from not far away. The familiar voice drew his attention.
He saw that, at a distance, Feng Jiu, who was dressed in green, was stabbed in the shoulder by a Nascent Soul cultivator who attacked from behind. The long sword pierced through from behind, and the sharp sword dripping with blood pierced his shoulder, penetrating his flesh, which made his heart suddenly tighten.
“Feng Jiu!”
He exclaimed and tried to rush forward, but was stopped by the elder beside him, who shouted, "What are you doing! Are you trying to kill yourself?"
“Feng Jiu!”
He clenched his hands into fists. At this moment, he hated himself for not being able to go forward to help him. He could only watch him being stabbed by the sword. When he turned around to repel the Nascent Soul cultivator, he was knocked away by a palm from a Flying Immortal in front of him.
“Feng Jiu!”
Luo Heng's face also turned pale. He looked at Feng Jiu's figure falling from mid-air. It was as if all his strength was drained at that moment, and his body fell powerlessly from mid-air.
"Catch him alive!"
The sect master's majestic and deep voice sounded at this moment. As soon as the order came out, the monks responded immediately and swooped down at the same time, wanting to capture the seriously injured her alive.
However, a shocking change happened at this moment...
The falling young man closed his eyes and let his body fall from a high altitude. On his shoulder, the long sword that had pierced through his flesh had not been pulled out yet. He held the green sword in one hand and let his body fall as if he had lost his breath.
Until the two Nascent Soul cultivators and two Flying Immortal powerhouses swooped down and were about to grab her, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a terrifying aura of spiritual energy instantly surged throughout her body.
"call!"
A sharp airflow whizzed out from her body. In addition to the airflow and pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the powerful spiritual energy also contained the breath of an ancient mythical beast. The Qingfeng sword in her hand now emitted a dazzling green light, and the sharp blade reflected by it was even more frightening.
"Bang!"
A powerful air current surged against her body, and the long sword that was pierced in her shoulder was forced out by the breath from her body at this moment. It flew out with a whoosh and fell to the ground. The green dress on her body was also broken by the surging air current at this moment. After a bang, the green dress shattered and scattered from the night sky, revealing a white inner garment she was wearing.
"call!"
The surging airflow seemed to never stop, blowing her black hair apart in a mess. Her long black hair fluttered in the night, in the firelight of the sect, along with the white lingerie she wore, captivating people like a ghost in the night...
"Fengjiu is a girl!"
"This servant is a woman!"
"How can this be called a young man? The person sharing the courage is a woman!"
She was only wearing inner clothes, which revealed her graceful and exquisite figure, especially her loose black hair, which showed her true femininity. However, while everyone was shocked and astonished, she was seen standing in the air with a sword in one hand, and her clear eyes glanced coldly at the monks. With a move of her fingers, she took out a red dress from the space and put it on.