"I want them to avenge me!" After Yang Jiumei finished speaking, her eyes became even more terrifying.
"Who do you have a grudge against? Gongsun Huaibing?" Liu Feng asked puzzledly.
"Don't mention Gongsun Huaibing to me!" Yang Jiumei suddenly became a little out of control. She shouted loudly, and the dust on the ground was rolled up. A long sword with a white halo burst out. Under the powerful momentum, Liu Feng also fell backwards and spat out a mouthful of blood. Liu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and jumped up.
Liu Feng drew out the Black Iron Sword and shouted, "Even if I die today, I will fight you to the death!"
The black iron sword stabbed out a strong wind, and in the blink of an eye the sword was in front of Yang Jiumei. It was not known whether Yang Jiumei didn't want to dodge or she simply couldn't dodge. She just stood there quietly, and when the sword pierced her throat, it was silent. Everyone was worried for Yang Jiumei. If the sword pierced her fragile throat, Yang Jiumei would definitely die on the spot.
Liu Feng suddenly shouted angrily: "Why don't you hide?"
There was a hint of disdain in Yang Jiumei's cold eyes. Liu Feng originally thought that Yang Jiumei felt guilty, but he didn't expect that she was disdainful of Liu Feng's attack.
"Do you think your sword can kill me?" Yang Jiumei said coldly.
"boom..."
A hot current gushed out, and the powerful momentum blasted Liu Feng several feet away. He spat out another mouthful of blood, and Liu Feng staggered and stood up again.
"I know you are very strong, but I am not afraid of you. I will not surrender!" Liu Feng shouted and a flying knife appeared in his hand. The white light of the meteor flying knife made Yang Jiumei nodded.
Yang Jiumei suddenly asked, "Did you make this flying knife yourself?"
"Don't you have too many questions!" Liu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the meteor flying knife in his hand was thrown out. A white light like a meteor drew a beautiful arc in the air, and in an instant the beautiful arc instantly split into twelve, and at that moment the twelve white lights had hit Yang Jiumei.
With just a sound, the meteor flying knife sank into Yang Jiumei's body silently.
"Yang Jiumei's armor is very powerful, it can absorb hidden weapons!" The ring soul in the magic ring couldn't help but be shocked.
"What? My Meteor Knife?" Liu Feng also stared at Yang Jiumei in disbelief.
"This is indeed an imperial-level hidden weapon, but the material is a bit inferior!" While Yang Jiumei was speaking, the long sword with a white halo in her hand was swung out again. What Liu Feng did not expect was that Yang Jiumei could unleash powerful energy with just a slight wave.
"boom..."
Liu Feng fell back heavily once again, spurting out a mouthful of blood, almost making him dizzy.
"Even if you kill me, I will not hand over the four emperor-level artifact souls!" Liu Feng shouted angrily.
“Do you think I will kill you?” Without waiting for Liu Feng to stand up, Yang Jiumei blasted him with her sword again. Liu Feng felt his eyes go dark and he was knocked several feet away again. . . . . .
(End of this chapter)