"Yes." The two responded and looked at each other.
"You guys guard the manor, I'll go take a look outside."
As she gave the instructions, she went outside, walked out of the formation and looked at the leaves around her moving without wind. A hint of bloodthirsty coldness appeared at the corners of her lips.
"What kind of person is this? Why? Are you afraid to see people?"
"Haha, you are Xiang Hua's new master? The successor of Chu Batian?" A sinister voice was heard, and then a man wearing a black cloak and with a long scar on his face walked out.
As that person walked out, the black-clothed people hiding in the trees also walked out. Following behind that person, the aura on their bodies was no longer restrained, and the evil aura began to spread. The bloodthirsty and vicious aura, as well as the blood on these people's bodies, made Fengjiu realize at a glance that these people were evil cultivators.
Moreover, they are evil cultivators with considerable strength. Except for the leader who is a Nascent Soul cultivator, the dozen or so people behind him are all at the Golden Core stage. Those who are surrounding the entrance to the manor formation are at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Not from Qingteng Country!
To be precise, Qingteng Country does not yet have an evil force with such strength. These people are at least from third-rate countries.
"Did you kill my people?" She was surprised that she could ask in such a calm and gentle tone.
"You mean Xiang Hua? Hehe..."
The leading Nascent Soul cultivator smiled and stared at Feng Jiu, saying, “I asked him to submit to me, but he refused, so I asked my people to teach him a lesson. But it was too boring to play with him, so I searched his soul myself. He was also stupid and actually blew himself up. Haha, he was really stupid.”
"I originally wanted to throw his body to wild beasts to gnaw on, but thinking of some useful information I got from searching his soul, I thought of giving you a gift. What do you think? Are you satisfied with my gift?"
The man stared at Fengjiu, his voice cold and a little crazy: "Fengjiu, right? Hand over the ancient sword Qingfeng, maybe, I can leave you with a whole body, otherwise, hehe..."
Hearing his words, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled coldly: "So, you are here for the Qingfeng Sword? I'm curious, how did you target us?"
"But I'm not the only one eyeing you. All the evil people are eyeing the Qingfeng Sword in your hand. Boy, if you dare to use the Qingfeng Sword without strength, you are courting death." As soon as the man finished speaking, a black figure rushed out in an instant, and his palms turned into claws and attacked Fengjiu.
Staring at the man's attacking claws, Fengjiu slightly lowered her eyes, the air in her body surged, she stood still, but the murderous intent and captivating aura burst out of her body instantly, she moved her palm, and the Qingfeng Sword appeared in her hand.
A sharp green light refracted out, chilly and exuding a terrifying aura. As she waved the sword-holding hand, the Qingfeng Sword, which was different from an ordinary sword, attacked like a big knife, bringing up a strong airflow.
"call out!"
“Swoosh!”
A fierce and terrifying airflow was blasted towards the surroundings in an instant. For a moment, some of the men in black who were unable to dodge were cut in half, while others who reacted quickly fell to the ground and narrowly escaped the disaster.