The obese middle-aged man patted his belly for a moment, staring at the little chubby pet with eyes as thin as slits, and a surprise flashed in his eyes.
"What kind of beast is this?" He asked, as if he hadn't seen the two injured, but just stared at the little beast with interest, as if he was surprised by the fierce blow it had just made.
Feng Jiu didn't even look at him. Her gaze was only at Duan Ye. When he saw him fighting the Golden Core monk with only a small wound cut through the airflow, a trace of satisfaction appeared in her eyes.
Yes, the skill is indeed good. It is more than enough to deal with the monks in the early stage of the Golden Core. Even the middle-term monks can hold the upper hand without losing. Such skill and reaction can definitely leapfrog and kill.
Perhaps seeing that Feng Jiu ignored him, the fat middle-aged man squinted his eyes and turned to look at Duan Ye. The next moment, the fat figure swept out at an extremely fast speed and struck towards Duan Ye.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly, and he just watched without moving his hands. Seeing that Duan Ye was invincible in the fight against that person, and was gradually at a disadvantage. Although the other party was fat, his body was not bulky, compared to that person Brother Jindan, the strength of this Jindan pinnacle is obviously much higher.
After less than ten strokes, Duan Ye was completely at a disadvantage. Seeing that the palm of the other party's palms carried a strong breath towards Duan Ye's chest, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and the red figure flicked out instantly.
Duan Ye only felt that a sudden force came from behind, grabbed him and pulled him back, and sent him a few meters away to avoid the nearly fatal attack.
His heart jumped slightly, and he took a breath of cold air and rounded his eyes, watching Feng Jiu's red figure pass in front of him to meet the fat middle-aged monk's attack.
"Be careful!"
He couldn't help but exclaimed. After all, he thought, Feng Jiu was just a monk who had just entered the Golden Core level. Maybe his fighting power was even lower than him, but he was faced with such a blow. Hit by one of the palms, I'm afraid I will be seriously injured even if I don't die.
Two palms were swayed, and the two air currents collided. The powerful aura pressure seemed to be competing. Whoever was stronger generally suppressed each other until there was a loud bang, and the air current slammed away with a bang. The other side rolled out with an overwhelming aura, like a violent sea rising from the sea, hitting the fat middle-aged monk a few meters away.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his figure swayed slightly, and even the whole person was knocked out by the powerful airflow and could not stand still and staggered back.
But at this moment, at this moment before he could react, he saw the red figure rushing towards him like a ghost, and he could even see it from the deep and cold eyes. His eyes opened wide in shock and horror...
"call out!"
The fierce air current flicked across, only a cold light flashed, blood splashed out, and the fat figure fell stiffly backward.
"boom!"
He didn't even have a chance to scream for mercy. Feng Jiuyi shot him and took his life within three strokes. With such a terrifyingly powerful combat power, Duan Ye, who feared him behind him, opened his eyes wide in shock. Incredible.
He thought that Feng Jiu was not that person's opponent...