If he takes action, together with City Lord Lu and Duan Ye, they should have a chance to win, but how can they let him take action
At this moment, she couldn't help but frowned. Although her Xuanli strength had reached the level of Xuanwu God, it was still unlikely for her to deal with the Immortal Lord. But if she had the strength of an Immortal Saint, plus the Qingfeng Sword in her hand, her chances of winning would be much greater.
Right now, her spiritual power was sealed, and the Qingfeng Sword was not in her hand. She really didn't know how to break this situation.
At this moment, Xue Luo, who had killed two cultivators, suddenly turned around. After sweeping his eyes over everyone, his gaze fell on Feng Jiu, who was dressed in red and had a beautiful face. A faint light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Feng Jiu at an extremely fast speed.
"careful!"
Duan Ye shouted and tried to block it, but was repelled by a stream of air shot out by Xue Luoyang's hand, and his body retreated involuntarily.
Seeing this, Yi Xiuran immediately moved his body and dodged forward. At the moment when Xue Luo stretched out his hand to grab Feng Jiu, he attacked him. Everyone saw a flash of cold light in front of their eyes, and the sharp sword energy attacked Xue Luo with a swoosh. The sharp airflow reflected the cold sword energy, forcing Xue Luo to retreat several meters.
He narrowed his eyes filled with hostility and stared at the man standing in front of the woman in red. His gloomy voice was filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent: "Who are you!"
Yi Xiuran held the sword in front of him and stared at Xue Luo with sharp eyes: "I don't care who you catch, but you can't touch her."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu, who was standing behind him, stared at him for a moment, and then moved her gaze to that Xue Luo. He was a mid-stage Immortal Venerable, and a demon cultivator who used ** to increase his cultivation. He had vicious means and rich combat experience. If he fought with Yi Xiu Ran, it would be difficult for Yi Xiu Ran to win and defeat him alone.
Each of the ten demons under this Demon Lord has an impressive cultivation level. No wonder even with the four major sects suppressing them, these demon cultivators dare to run rampant on this continent.
While she was lost in thought, City Lord Lu and Duan Ye attacked again with their swords in hand. Yi Xiuran turned the sword in his hand, and a flash of sword light passed by, with sword flowers flying out.
Four figures were fighting in mid-air. No other cultivators dared to step forward, but no one left. They stayed around below and retreated a distance to avoid being affected by the powerful pressure.
The bloody palm turned into a claw and suddenly grabbed out, tearing City Lord Lu's robe, and also tearing out the flesh on his shoulder, leaving several shocking blood marks.
"Daddy!" Lu Xiyan's heart skipped a beat and she covered her mouth with her hands and cried out in surprise.
"Um!"
City Lord Lu groaned, covering the wound on his shoulder with one hand, and staggered and fell from mid-air. The blood oozing from the wound on his shoulder could not be stopped, and soon, his hand was stained red.
“Hahahahaha! The Lord of Luhe City is no more than this!”
Xue Luo raised his head and laughed, but the laughter suddenly stopped, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Jiu again, as if he really had set his eyes on her. However, he also knew that if he wanted to catch her, he would probably have to get rid of the two people who were blocking the way first, so his bloodthirsty eyes turned and fell on Duan Ye.