"The ancient divine sword Qingfeng!"
When the two Jindan cultivators saw the sword, a hint of madness surged in their eyes. A crazy desire to take it for themselves made them rush forward with swords in hand. Before several Yuanying cultivators arrived, they snatched the sword from her hand. Then the sword would be theirs!
The Jindan cultivator's mighty power was fully released at that moment. A stream of spiritual energy nearly ten feet high instantly rose above the two of them. The fallen leaves in the forest were swept up by this stream, and flying dust filled the sky, whistling in the swirling air.
Fengjiu ignored the person attacking from behind. At this moment, she just wanted to kill one person first and then deal with the other. Therefore, when the person behind her attacked with the pressure of the golden elixir, the spiritual energy in her body also began to circulate rapidly.
The green sword in her hand glowed with green light, and the whistling sword energy drew the surrounding airflow into the sword body. A bloodthirsty and fierce murderous aura accompanied her raising the green sword in her hand and slashing forward fiercely. At this moment, the green sword seemed to grow several times larger in an instant, and it chopped down in one fell swoop, cutting the sword in the Jindan cultivator's hand off.
“clang!”
The clanging sound of the sword breaking was heard crisply in the air flow. The Jindan cultivator opened his eyes wide in fear and stepped back quickly. However, he saw the giant sword falling from the sky and hitting him directly on the top of his head. His breathing stagnated and he only had time to scream.
"ah!"
“Puff! Whoosh!”
When the Qingfeng sword fell, it cut the Jindan cultivator in half. The Jindan shattered and exploded, and blood splattered all over the ground. However, Fengjiu did not stop. After killing the Jindan cultivator in front of her with the Qingfeng sword, she turned her palm and swept the Qingfeng sword back, heading straight for the person who was attacking from behind.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The huge sword energy swept across, swallowing up the airflow from the sword in his hand. The two airflows collided, the weak was swallowed up and the strong survived! Ji Hezhan chopped across the waist at that moment, slicing the Jindan monk who had not yet reacted into two pieces!
"call out!"
There was no exclamation, no screaming, only blood splattered from the upper body and flew dozens of meters away, rolling to the ground, splashing blood all over the ground. She took off the space ring on his body and quickly fled to another place without stopping...
When the nearest Nascent Soul expert arrived, he saw the bloody and cruel scene, clenched his fists and shouted to the sky: "Feng Jiu! If you have the guts, come out! Come out! Come out!"
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Three sounds came out one after another, each one louder than the last, with a powerful pressure pressing out. As the air flow surged, there were loud bangs all around him, shaking the entire dense forest slightly.
At the same time, Ye Jing, who rushed back to the academy for help, shortened the time from one hour's flight to about half an hour. When she arrived at the side door of the spiritual academy, she was soaked in sweat and gasping for breath.
In order to gain more time, she used her spiritual power to speed up the aircraft, just to get back faster and give Fengjiu a little more chance of survival.
"Ye Jing? What's wrong with you?" Director Lu happened to pass by and was shocked to see that she was out of energy and gasping for breath. He quickly stepped forward to support her.