"But..." How could Hun Yuan Zi calm down and regulate his breathing at this time? If he couldn't fight, wouldn't these people here be at the mercy of others
"There is another pill here, keep it for yourself!" Fengjiu handed him a medicine bottle, then stood up and walked forward.
In the front, the two demon cultivators were no match for Zhuo Junyue and Chai Erye. After a fierce battle, both demon cultivators were injured. One of them even had his arm cut off by Zhuo Junyue. The strong smell of blood filled the air. Seeing this scene, the Blood Demon narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhuo Junyue with a grim face.
"I didn't expect you to have so many tricks up your sleeve!"
The two demon cultivators retreated, covering their wounds, staring at the two men with vicious eyes. Zhuo Junyue turned the long sword in his hand, pointed it at the ground, and did not speak, but stared at the blood demon vigilantly.
Feng Jiu walked out and glanced at the demon cultivators. Her sight naturally swept over Han Rong. Seeing that he was staring at her inquiringly, she smiled secretly. No matter how much he guessed, he would never be able to guess who she was.
This time, she would never let him escape!
Han Rong looked at the young man in blue opposite him. The more he looked, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this man, but he couldn't put his finger on it. So, he moved closer to the Blood Demon and whispered a few words to him.
After listening to Han Rong's whisper, the blood demon glanced at Feng Jiu with a playful look: "Oh? Is there anything special about this kid? How come I didn't see it?"
Han Rong looked at the young man in green clothes opposite him and whispered, "This young man doesn't show any fear on his face. He looks calmer than the others. I feel something is not right about him. However, judging from his cultivation level, which is only at the Golden Core level, I can't tell what's wrong."
"Really? Since there is something wrong, why don't you try him?" The Blood Demon glanced at him and said.
Hearing this, Han Rong's body froze, but under his gaze he could only respond, "Yes." He walked forward, looked at the young man in green, drew out his long sword and pointed it forward, "You, come out!"
Seeing the long sword pointing directly at her, Fengjiu raised her eyebrows: "Call me?" As she spoke, she had already taken a step forward, but was blocked by Zhuo Junyue.
"Go back." Zhuo Junyue frowned and looked at Fengjiu. He raised his hand to stop her and took a step forward to stand in front of Fengjiu.
Seeing this, Fengjiu smiled and said, "His sword is pointing at me, how can I hide!" You know, she has been looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill Han Rong. Now, this opportunity has come to her, haha, how could she let it go
Zhuo Junyue frowned as he watched Fengjiu walk out from behind him and walked forward step by step: "Do you want to fight me? I accept it." She smiled and said with narrowed eyes.
Seeing this scene, Hun Yuanzi was a little worried and couldn't help shouting: "Little bastard, come back here!"
Everyone in the Chai family, as well as Fan Yixiu and others, were a little surprised. What did Xiaojiu want to do? He was only a Jindan cultivator, he didn't want to die, did he
Compared to the concerns of Hunyuanzi and others, Han Rong looked at the young man in blue walking slowly. Not only was he not frightened, but he also smiled at him with an ambiguous smile. Seeing that smile, he felt a little strange. Who is this young man? Why did he give him such a dangerous feeling