The evil cultivator in black who had avoided the attack stared gloomily at the Qingfeng sword in Fengjiu's hand that was emitting a cold green light, with a strong greed and excitement in his eyes.
"Is this the power of the Qingfeng Sword? It's really good, very good, it really deserves to be an ancient divine sword."
He stared at Fengjiu's sword and laughed sinisterly. As his laughter spread, the air flow was fluctuated by his pressure, becoming heavy and difficult to breathe. The sneering laughter seemed particularly eerie in the night.
Fengjiu didn't stare at anyone else, her eyes were only on the evil cultivator who was in the lead. Since he was the one who killed Xiang Hua, she would make him pay with blood!
The red figure was surging with spiritual energy in the night. A dazzling airflow like flames wrapped around her, making her look extremely dazzling. Even in this night, she could be seen at a glance.
She held the Qingfeng sword, pointed it at the ground, and slowly half-closed her eyes. Her cold and chilling voice, with a gloomy and strong bloodthirstiness, spread in the night: "If you kill my people, you will have to pay the price."
As soon as the voice fell, the red figure flashed out like a ghost. If it weren't for the wisps of flames surging on the body, it would be impossible to catch the movement of the figure.
At that moment, everyone felt an overwhelming murderous aura bursting out from the young man in red. The murderous aura was like a surging river, and it was as fierce as a raging wave that was about to swallow them up. What frightened them the most was that in that murderous aura, there was an ancient pressure that made them tremble!
"I'll let you also have a taste of being tortured to death!"
A cold voice came out from Feng Jiu's mouth, and along with it came the destructive sword energy of the Qingfeng Sword. With a whooshing sound, the air seemed to be cut in half by the ancient magic sword. The green light drew an arc from bottom to bottom and slashed towards the Nascent Soul evil cultivator at an incredibly fast speed.
The evil Nascent Soul cultivator was also shocked by the pressure and murderous aura that Feng Jiu instantly emanated. A gleam of light flashed across his eyes extremely quickly, and he could only roll on the ground because he could not dodge in time. However, he was still affected by the terrifying sword energy, and countless wounds of varying sizes appeared on his body in an instant.
Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air and feeling the slight pain coming from his body, he laughed and stared at Feng Jiu and laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The eerie laughter finally turned into a loud laugh, and the powerful Nascent Soul pressure spread in the laughter, shocking those behind him so much that they covered their ears and cried out in pain, and quickly retreated.
“The breath of an ancient mythical beast… Hahahaha! It’s actually the breath of an ancient mythical beast!”
He raised his hands to the sky and laughed. When he stopped laughing, he suddenly looked at Fengjiu with a strange light of excitement in his eyes: "Not only is there the Qingfeng Sword, but also the ancient beast! So, as long as I kill you and crush your soul, then, everything will be mine, all mine, hahahaha..."
"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Feng Jiu raised her hand and swung the Qingfeng Sword in her hand instantly. Sharp green rays of light accompanied by whistling air rushed out instantly and attacked the Nascent Soul evil cultivator. The speed was so fast that only green rays of light could be seen streaking in the night sky, and the figure of the Nascent Soul evil cultivator was also dodging in the green rays and coming towards her.