The people nearby recovered from their shock. They whispered, "Brother!" and hurried forward to help the man up. Two of them punched Ye Feifei in anger, cursing, "Stinky woman! Are you looking for death?"
Ye Feifei dodged the opponent's blow to her face, but failed to avoid the opponent's kick. She was kicked in the lower abdomen and groaned, and the whole person took several steps back.
"Catch her for me! I want to kill her!" The male cultivator who was helped aside said sinisterly, gritting his teeth, his body trembling slightly due to the injuries on his body.
A male cultivator found a needle stuck in his hand, with only a tiny part sticking out. He couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, why is there a needle in your hand?"
"That woman plotted against me!" The male cultivator who was helped to sit in the corner of the alley gasped and shouted angrily: "Pull out the needle for me and help me bandage the wound, quickly!"
Here, they helped bandage the man's wound and wanted to pull out the needle in his palm, but the needle was deeply embedded in the flesh and there were no sharp iron clips or anything like that to help pull it out, so they couldn't pull the needle out after trying for a long time.
Over there, after being kicked, Ye Feifei took a deep breath, endured the pain and attacked again.
Feng Jiu watched from the side, but did not step forward to help. Instead, she watched her attacking moves for a while before giving her instructions through telepathic transmission: "If the opponent is fast, you must be faster than him. In the battle, you must find the opponent's weaknesses and attack them."
Listening to the voice coming from her mind, Ye Feifei calmed down, and while attacking, she looked for the opponent's weaknesses. With the advice from her master, she soon discovered that the opponent was not very good at close combat.
So, she tried her best to get as close to the opponent as possible to fight. Because of her proximity, the opponent could not use his fists and feet, and was instead scratched by her dagger.
However, after another person joined the group, she gradually found herself at a disadvantage in the one-against-three situation. Not only was she unable to get close to them, but all her attacks were also blocked.
"I'm going to kill you!" the tall and thin male cultivator shouted angrily and punched Ye Feifei in the abdomen. At the moment of the punch, a ring on his finger flashed a cold light under the sunlight.
Feng Jiu, who was standing aside and watching, had her eyes refracted by the cold light. She looked at the man's fist, and when she saw the sharp blade on the ring, she frowned, moved her sleeves, and a red edge shot out, rolling Ye Feifei back.
"master?"
Ye Feifei turned around and looked at her, confused.
“It’s almost done.” Fengjiu said. As soon as she finished speaking, she twitched and flicked the red silk in her hand, and instantly knocked the few people who rushed forward away.
“Hiss!”
Several people cried out in pain, flew out, hit the wall, and rolled to the ground. The blood and energy in their bodies rushed out, causing them to spurt out blood from their mouths.
"Go! Go!"
The faces of several people changed, and they wanted to flee in shock. However, how could Feng Jiu let them escape? With a flick of her finger, several silver needles flew out and shot into the acupuncture points of those people.