The demon master saw from a distance that the demon cultivator was killed by the man in Tsing Yi with a sword before he even started, his gaze couldn't help but a trace of shock passed across his eyes.

That demon repairer was one of the ten demon under his hand. He knew how strong he was. He thought that the man in Tsing Yi would be killed by a sword, but he did not expect that it was him who would die.

Being able to kill a Demon Cultivator with such a strength under his hand with a single sword, this man was so young, and in an instant, he thought of the ghost doctor Feng Jiu.But what is the strength of this ghost doctor Feng Jiu?How could he kill one of the ten demons under his hand in a flash?

Depress the shock in my heart.He gestured to the Mo Xiu behind him and asked them to attack the Xianyun Xianzong. At the same time, his figure swept away and instantly came to the front of Feng Jiu.

He stood in his black robe with his hands in his hands, squinted at the fluttering figure in Qingyi with blood-red eyes, and a gloomy voice came from his mouth: "Are you Feng Jiu?"

He looked at Feng Jiu, his expression a little unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were staring at her closely.

Feng Jiu was holding a Qingfeng sword and pointed at the ground obliquely, with a restrained aura, and did not reveal her strength and cultivation level at all. Even so, the air current surging on her body has already made people dare not peek.

She didn't answer the words of the demon lord, but just glanced at him.From a closer look, apart from his blood-red eyes, the legendary face that had always been wearing a mask and couldn't see clearly appeared at this time.

It was a 30 or 40-year-old face. It wasn't particularly good, but it was wicked, especially when paired with the blood-red eyes, it made people feel even more dangerous.

When the Qingfeng Sword in her hand turned, her figure flew out like lightning, and struck forward with a fierce murderous intent. The powerful Jiangang aura shot from the Qingfeng Sword was very shocking, but the demon master was not afraid On the contrary, he stared at Feng Jiu with a smile on his face.

"Want to kill the Lord?"

As soon as the sound fell, he raised his hand, and saw a flow of air flowing out of that hand blocking the Qingfeng sword that Feng Jiu stabbed forward, and the sword qi also stopped in the air, unable to get close to him.

"Can you kill it?"

As soon as the words came out, the demon master closed his palm, a flow of air entangled the Qingfeng Sword, and with force, the Qingfeng Sword that Feng Jiu was holding flew out of her hand and flew forward.

"call out!"

"Hiss!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air passed through the air. It was the sound made by the flying Qingfeng Sword. However, the flying Qingfeng Sword stabbed a demon repairer behind, a defenseless demon. Xiu clutched the wound pierced by Qingfeng Sword and moved his lips. He couldn't say anything and fell from midair.

As for this, the demon master didn't seem to care.It was as if the demon cultivator was dead or alive in his eyes. It was irrelevant. At this time, only Feng Jiu was in his eyes, and the blood-colored eyes ignited an interest in prey.

Maybe it’s because no one dared to look into his eyes directly, no one would not fear him like her, so he became interested in her, as if he found some interesting prey, and wanted to imprison her in his The cage** he played.

Compared with his interest, Feng Jiu frowned slightly. With a move of her heart, the flying Qingfeng Sword returned to her hand again, but she who was holding the Qingfeng Sword did not easily make a move.