"Ancient Divine Sword Qingfeng!"
Seeing that sword, the eyes of the two golden core cultivators were filled with madness. A crazy idea of wanting to take it for their own made them greet them with the sword in an instant, before the few Yuan Ying rushed over. Earlier, if this sword was taken from her hand, then this sword is theirs!
The golden core monk's coercion was released in every moment, and an airflow of nearly ten feet of spiritual power rose instantly on the two of them. The fallen leaves in the forest were rolled up by this airflow, and flying dust was rolling around the sky. Howling in the airflow.
Feng Jiu ignored the person behind her. At this moment, she just wanted to kill one person first, and then deal with the other person. Therefore, when the people behind her surging Jindan coerced, the spirit energy aura on her body It's also moving quickly.
The green front in her hand bloomed, and the surging sword-gang aura engulfed the surrounding airflow into the body of the sword. A bloodthirsty and fierce murderous aura accompanied Qing Feng in her hand and slashed forward fiercely. For a moment, Qing Feng seemed to become several times larger in an instant, and he slashed in one fell swoop, severing the sword in the hands of the Golden Core monk.
"Chang!"
The clanging sound of the sword breaking was heard clearly in the airflow. The golden core monk opened his eyes in horror. When he quickly retreated, he saw the huge sword as if it were falling from the sky. His breathing was stagnant, and there was only time to scream.
"what!"
"Puff! Puff!"
When Qing Feng fell, Shengsheng chopped the golden core monk in half. When the golden core was broken, it burst open, and blood splashed all over the ground, but Feng Jiu didn't stop her hand. She slashed with Qingfeng sword. After the Golden Core monk in front, he turned his palm, Qing Feng swept back, and went straight to the person behind him.
"Huh! Hhoo!"
The huge Jiangang Qi swept across, engorging and swallowing the airflow from the sharp sword in his hand. The two airflows collided, and the weak was swallowed by the strong!At that moment, Jihezhan cut his waist, and Shengsheng cut the Jindan monk who hadn't reacted to his waist in half!
"call out!"
There were no exclaims, no screams, only the upper body was splashed with blood and flew tens of meters away, rolled to the ground, and splashed blood on the ground.Taking off the space ring on her body, she swiftly sneaked and fled elsewhere without stopping...
When the nearest Nascent Soul powerhouse arrived, he saw the bloody and cruel scene, clenched his fists and yelled at the sky: "Feng Jiu! Have the courage to come out! Come out! Come out!"
"Boom boom..."
There were three loud sounds, one louder than the other, the powerful coercion pushed away, and between the rising and surging air currents, he made loud bangs on Mondays, shaking the entire dense forest slightly.
At the same time, Ye Jing, who rushed back to the academy for help, would take an hour to fly back to the academy. Her life was shortened to about half an hour and then rushed back. When she arrived at the side entrance of the Spirit Academy, she was soaked with sweat and panting. Endless.
In order to get more time as soon as possible, she used her spiritual power to forcibly accelerate the speed of the aircraft, just to come back quickly to give Feng Jiu a little more life.
"Ye Jing? What's wrong with you?" Director Lu happened to pass by, and was shocked when she saw her spiritually overdrawn, panting, and quickly stepped forward to support her.
"Feng and Feng Jiu are in trouble, hurry, take me to the dean... hurry!"
She clung to Director Lu's hand and supported her weak legs. She couldn't help crying with fear and worry in her heart, fearing that she would be too late to ask for help. All she went back to see was her body...