"But..." Before Chen Dao finished speaking, he heard a painful cry not far away, and the familiar voice drew his attention.

I saw that in that far place, Feng Jiu in Tsing Yi was stabbed at the shoulder by a Yuan Ying monk who attacked from behind. The long sword penetrated from behind, and the sharp sword dripping with blood was just like that. The stabbing on his shoulder, in the flesh, made his heart suddenly grabbed.

"Feng Jiu!"

He exclaimed, trying to rush forward, but was stopped by the elder beside him, and screamed: "What are you doing! Don't kill me?"

"Feng Jiu!"

He twisted his hands into fists. At this moment, he hated that he could not come forward to help him. He could only watch the sword he was stabbed with. When he turned his head back to repel the Yuan Ying monk, he was again caught up in front of him. The strong flying fairy flew out with a palm.

"Feng Jiu!"

Luo Heng's face also turned pale. He watched Feng Jiu's figure fall from mid-air, his whole strength seemed to be drained at that moment, letting his body fall weakly from mid-air.

"Catch alive!"

The majestic and low voice of the Sect Master sounded at this moment. As soon as the order was given, the cultivators immediately responded and swooped down unanimously, trying to capture her who had been seriously injured.

However, the panic happened at this moment...

I saw that the fallen young man closed his eyes and allowed his body to fall from a high altitude. On his shoulder, the long sword that pierced through the flesh of his shoulder had not been pulled out yet, and he, Holding the Qingfeng sword in one hand, he let his body fall as if he had broken his breath.

Until, the two Nascent Soul monks and the two Fei Xian powerhouses swooped down, and when she was about to catch her, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a shock of spiritual energy surged across her body.

"call!"

A fierce air current whizzed out from her body. In addition to the air current and coercive pressure of her Nascent Soul monk, the powerful aura of spiritual power also had the aura of an ancient divine beast. The Qingfeng sword in her hand was now A dazzling cyan light bursts out, and the sharp blade refracted is even more shocking.

"boom!"

A powerful air current surged across her body, and the long sword pierced her shoulder was forced out by the breath of her body at this moment. It flew out with a slam and fell to the ground, and the Qingyi on her body was also At this moment, being broken by the surging air current, after making a bang, Tsing Yi shattered and scattered from the night sky, revealing a white shirt she was wearing inside.

"call!"

The surging air current didn't seem to stop, and it rushed away her bundled ink hair messily. The ink-like hair flew in the night, flying in the flames of the sect, accompanying her on the day The spinning white inside is as intriguing as a ghost in this night...

"Feng Jiu is female!"

"This handyman is a woman!"

"Where is this young boy? The courage is a woman!"

The only dress she was wearing revealed her graceful and exquisite figure, especially the scattered ink hair, which showed the true nature of a woman. However, in the shock and consternation of everyone, she saw her standing in the air with one hand. Holding the sword, he cleared his eyes and glanced at the cultivators coldly, moved his fingers, took out a red dress from the space and put it on.

In the sky of fire, under the dark night, the red figure is enchanting and evil, arrogant and evil, that unique temperament and aura, all attract everyone's attention...