"You are so young but have such skills and accomplishments. Which family are you from, little kid?" asked the fat middle-aged man, staring at Duan Ye with narrowed eyes.
“Puff!”
Hearing the word "little baby", Fengjiu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Looking at Duan Ye's red face, that childish baby face really deserved the word "little baby".
Duan Ye glared at Feng Jiu angrily, and glared at the fat middle-aged man: "I am your grandfather!" As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked with the Eight-Star Flywheel in his hand.
Fengjiu stood aside without moving. Duan Ye's skills were quite strong and she wanted to know where his limit was. Moreover, that Jindan peak-level cultivator would not attack easily, so she was not worried that his life would be in danger.
Sure enough, when the early Jindan cultivator on the side saw Duan Ye attacking, he instantly attacked him, blocked his attack before he could, and fought with him. In terms of strength, Ye was no match for the opponent, but in terms of speed and body movements, he had the upper hand with his exquisiteness.
Fengjiu watched quietly, and Tunyun also followed beside her and watched the two people fighting. The sharp air currents whistled in the air, and visible spiritual energy swept through the air and attacked the other side.
"hiss!"
The Jindan cultivator had no weapon in his hand and was cut by the Eight-Star Flywheel in Duan Ye's hand. Blood instantly seeped out of his shoulder. He also gasped and took a step back.
The young man watching nearby did not dare to move forward, because he knew very well that he was no match for the other party. If he suddenly moved forward, he would end up like the dozen or so strong men who were killed and die.
However, he could not beat the baby-faced boy. However, the young man in red was only at the level of a great spiritual master, so he could handle him.
Then, he saw that the young man was staring at the fight between the two men, so he moved his sleeves slightly, and a dagger slipped out of his sleeves and was held in his hand. He suddenly rushed out, raised the dagger and stabbed at the young man in red.
"Boy, watch out for the kill!"
Who? Fengjiu didn't even look at him, nor did she dodge or attack, because Tunyun, who was standing at her feet, had already pounced on him with a low roar when he saw the man rushing towards her with a dagger in his hand.
The small figure was like a ball. It seemed like a harmless pet with no fighting power, but at this moment it showed its sharp claws. As the figure jumped, the sharp claws slashed towards the wrist of the man holding the dagger.
"call out!"
What was shocking was that a small pet like that, when it pounced, swiped, and slashed with its claws, actually brought with it a sharp and bloodthirsty aura. Its speed was so fast that even the man at the great spiritual master level couldn't even dodge in time.
"Hiss! My hand..."
The dagger fell to the ground with a clang, and blood oozed from the trembling wrist. His face turned pale and he instinctively reached out to hold the bleeding hand. Looking at the bloody wrist with several claw marks so deep that the bone was visible, and the white bones were half exposed, he was so frightened that his heart beat violently and he screamed.
"Oh! My hand... my hand..."
Because of the sudden change on the man's side, the Jindan cultivator who was fighting with Duan Ye lost his mind for a moment, and his abdomen was cut by the sharp Eight-Star Flywheel, leaving a bloody wound. He staggered back, his face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth with unwillingness and reluctance.