It seemed that she could not avoid the sword, but just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce her chest, her body suddenly fell back and used the strength of her waist to turn around. Not only did she avoid the fatal sword, but the dagger in her hand also stabbed at the middle-aged man at an incredible speed.
When he saw Fengjiu actually avoided the sword with her waist strength, the middle-aged man was slightly shocked. Looking at the murderous aura coming straight at him, he had no time to attack anymore and could only retreat quickly, but he was still half a beat too slow.
"hiss!"
He gasped and stared at the figure in front of him with a sinister and cold look.
Although he avoided the fatal part, his arm was still cut by the dagger, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone. Fresh red blood gushed out and quickly soaked through his sleeve. Due to the severe pain in the wound, his hand fell limply and trembled uncontrollably.
"Second Uncle!"
The girl exclaimed and ran over quickly.
"Kill him!" the middle-aged man shouted in a gloomy voice. The guards responded and rushed forward, but were stopped by the young man who raised his hand.
“Let me deal with this beggar!” The young man had a sinister aura and a strong bloodthirsty smell, and the gaze he gave Fengjiu was like that of a poisonous snake.
Seeing the middle-aged man being helped aside by the girl, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly as she glanced at the man who exuded a sinister aura. She raised her chin slightly and said with contempt, "You are not my opponent yet."
Although this man's breath was very steady, he was still not on the same level as the middle-aged man. Even if she wanted to kill the middle-aged man, she could not take his life within a few moves. But this man was different. It would be easy for her to take his life.
Standing on a tree not far away, Ling Mohan looked at her proudly raising her chin and speaking with contempt, and shook his head secretly. She was indeed still a little girl.
However, from her fight with the middle-aged man just now, he knew that it should not be a problem for her to deal with that group of people alone. With her ability, as long as she acted carefully in this inner circle, there should be no accidents.
Thinking of this, he took a deep look at the figure, took a deep breath and quietly left...
“Not your opponent? Humph! Then you’ll have a good taste of my power!” The young man snorted heavily, and a surge of profound energy appeared in his body. An orange aura of profound energy immediately spread over his body. He clenched his fists, shouted in a deep voice, and took a step forward to punch Feng Jiu.
"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows when she saw the orange aura of profound strength. The sword energy of the middle-aged man just now seemed to be surging with a faint orange aura. She didn't expect that the man's profound strength cultivation was similar to that of the middle-aged man
"Five-fold punch!"
Fengjiu saw the powerful fist and quickly stepped back. When she saw the young man's fist hit a tree after she dodged, she was secretly surprised to see the fist mark on the tree.
The cultivation of her mysterious power plus the lethality of her boxing skills are truly astonishing. The opponent is attacking with his fists, and each move is tough and aggressive. It is impossible for her to confront him head-on with her strength. In this case, she will use softness to overcome hardness!
With a gleam in her eyes, she sheathed the dagger in her hand as she quickly retreated.
After the girl bandaged her uncle's wound, she saw Fengjiu put away the dagger and couldn't help but sneer: "Uncle, is that little beggar scared silly? He even put away the dagger in his hand? Does he think he can beat my brother with his bare hands?"