The sword energy rushed out with a whoosh of flame, forming a crescent-shaped arc that swept across the bodies of several monks around at an incredibly fast speed.
"call out!"
"hiss!"
The fierce sword energy rushed out, and the monks who were unable to dodge were cut on their chests. While blood was oozing out, their robes were also stained with flames. For a moment, they all screamed and slapped the flames on their bodies.
"Hiss! It's so hot!"
"Hiss! It's on fire! It's on fire!"
"Ah! How come my body..." A cultivator cried out in surprise. His figure, which was originally standing in the air, suddenly fell down. He was so frightened that he screamed, "Help me! The spiritual energy in my body has disappeared!"
The sect master and others who were farther away were still watching, seeing them all on fire and looking panicked, and then they saw a Nascent Soul cultivator instantly lose his balance and fall down.
"The monks below, catch him quickly!" The sect leader shouted in a deep voice, his brows knitted, looking at the red-dressed woman standing in the air with an unbridled expression. His low, intimidating voice came out with anger.
"You take medication?"
In front of so many people, this woman actually dared to use drugs? She really treated them as nothing!
"What's wrong with using medicine? Using medicine is better than you using your numbers to bully the few." Feng Jiu snorted coldly, twirling the long sword in her hand, and glanced at the sect protection formation: "You want to trap me like this? That's too naive. I said, I didn't want to be your enemy, but since you won't let me leave, don't blame me for the casualties in this sect."
As she spoke, she raised her hand, and a handful of medicine foam seemed to be blown away by the night wind from her hand, and scattered everywhere below. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and her voice came out lightly: "If you don't want to die, you'd better hide quickly, otherwise, if you die, the old master will not be sad."
When the people below heard this, they looked at the Nascent Soul cultivators in the air and saw them falling directly from mid-air. Several Flying Immortal warriors were able to barely support themselves and retreat. Seeing this, the disciples below all avoided and retreated. Some clever ones took antidote pills and wanted to step forward to show off.
Unfortunately, none of it worked.
How could the medicine she prepared be unsolvable by ordinary people? Some cultivators with weaker strength and cultivation lost all their spiritual energy in an instant and were completely unable to raise any spiritual energy, while those with stronger cultivation were better off, with the attack being slower and still able to suppress it.
However, this also made them a little afraid. This woman was so difficult to deal with, were they really going to sacrifice their lives for that one pill
Seeing the hesitation of those powerful flying immortals, the clan leader's face darkened. He stared at Feng Jiu, and the next moment, he raised his hand and summoned his contracted beast.
"Black Hawk! Come out!"
"Cry!"
A long and clear whistle instantly pierced the sky and echoed in the night. As soon as the sect leader gave the order, a black eagle sleeping on a certain mountain flapped its wings and soared into the sky into the night.
A huge black eagle circled in the air, screaming and crying. The sound contained the pressure of a divine beast and a super divine beast. The circles of super divine beast pressure that came with the sound made all the disciples in the sect boil with excitement.