"Ah! What are you doing!"
The two of them roared, staring fiercely at Feng Jiu who had a cold face in front of them: "Who do you think you are? Why do you treat us like this?"
Feng Jiu looked at them coldly, but did not speak to them. Instead, she looked at the people around her: "I gave you a chance to leave, but you all chose to stay. I also said my rules. If you break my rules, I will not let you off easily."
Her voice came out slowly, but when everyone heard it, they felt a cold breath passing through their hearts. The murderous intent that could not be ignored was also clearly conveyed, making people terrified.
"Captain, we will never forget your words. From the moment we stayed and followed you, we are yours!"
The voices of the crowd came out clearly and solemnly, and at this moment, the two people who were forced to kneel on the ground were slightly stunned, as if they thought of something, and lowered their heads for a moment, and the next moment, they raised their heads again with fierce eyes.
"We said we would follow you, so what? It's just playing with two women, is it that serious? You are the weakest among all of us. You are only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Why do you have the right to control us, who are at the Flying Immortal level?"
When everyone heard this, their brows knitted slightly under their masks. Are these two people trying to get themselves killed
“Let them go.” Feng Jiu said to the cultivator who was holding the two men. As soon as she finished speaking, the cultivator let go of the two men and stepped aside.
The two men were free and stood up, and saw a green figure flash in front of them, swinging a fist towards them. The two men looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and wanted to teach him a lesson, so that they would not have to obey his orders as dignified immortal monks!
However, even if the two of them joined forces, their speed and strength were too weak to be compared with Feng Jiu. When she swung her fist, she hit one of the Flying Immortal monks.
"Bang!"
“Crack!”
"ah!"
A heavy punch landed, and immediately afterwards, a crackling sound of a broken sternum was heard. The Flying Immortal monk cried out in pain, and his whole body bent down. When he exhaled, blood flowed out of his mouth.
“Swoosh! Bang!”
“Crack!”
"hiss!"
There was a sharp sound of airflow passing by, and Fengjiu raised her foot and kicked, breaking the leg bone of another person. The person gasped and fell to his knees.
The people around watched, their eyes slightly moved. They had known that the captain was very skilled, but this time when they saw him attack again, the speed, force and moves of his attack made them doubt whether he was really just a Nascent Soul cultivator.
They left early that day and did not see his subsequent fight with the people from the Dark Night Temple. All this time, they had no idea of his strength and cultivation, but they were certain that his strength was definitely more than just the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
Two figures were kicked high into the air, and after hitting the branches above, they fell heavily to the ground. They lay on the ground groaning, unable to get up for a long time.
The two women on the side were stunned, they never thought that the young man in green could beat the two powerful immortals so badly, and the two men could almost not fight back. They could tell from watching here that every punch and every move of the young man in green was full of power, they were afraid that the bones of the two men were almost all broken.