Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

"I'll leave first, everyone, take care." She said to several people with her hands.

Hearing that, Mr. Xie and others couldn't help but glance at him, and finally just said: "Then you are careful on the road." There must be someone staring at him in the dark, but with his strength, maybe he is not afraid of those people!

Feng Jiu smiled and nodded, before calling out Fei Jian and leaving first alone.Not long after she left, the people who had been lurking in the forest followed Yujian behind her.

He Shu felt the breath surging in the air in the forest, and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Those people seem to be very strong, I wonder if Jiu Gongzi can handle it?"

"It should be fine."

Xie Yan said, seeing what they saw, he smiled and said: "You don't know his abilities. It is indeed not small. I think those who follow him will only end up in a disastrous defeat and be killed."

"Look at what Brother Xie and Jiu Gongzi seem to be familiar with?" He Shu couldn't hide his curiosity and looked at them.

"Hehehe, this is a long story." Xie Yan laughed softly and said, "We can go all the way and talk."

"Alright." So the three teams left together and walked back.

And somewhere in the forest, Feng Jiu, who was walking with his sword, stopped and sat on a big tree watching the dozen or so monks chasing from behind.

"You are chasing here, you really don't give up!" She sat on a branch, one foot straightened, one foot slightly bent, one hand casually placed on the bent knee, the other hand was playing with a tree leaf .

The clear eyes were cold and cold, and the smile on the corners of the slightly hooked lips made her look a little more evil and lazy. She just sat on the tree and looked at the seventeen eighteen. The famous hair monk surrounded her.

"Feng Jiu! Hand over the ancient Qinglian!"

Among them, two cultivators with a cultivation base at the Immortal Venerable level stared at her sharply, and screamed sharply, their voices cold and cold.

Feng Jiu's gaze passed over the dozen or so cultivators, her gaze fell on one of them for a moment, and then she chuckled softly: "Want the ancient Qinglian? Then it depends on your ability! "

As soon as the sound fell, the green leaf that was playing between her fingers flew out like a hidden weapon, and shot one of the monks in the arm. Then, she jumped up and flew forward. , The Qingfeng long sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and with a sharp sword aura, he took the life of one of the cultivators at an extremely fast speed.

The moment the cold light passed, a monk fell down. There was no wound on his body, only a very fine blood stain on his neck oozes out. Seeing that she killed a monk instantly, the other monks quickly took out their swords. The sword light and sword shadow, murderous aura and powerful pressure surging, made the breath of this forest become suppressed.

"call out!"

"Ok!"

The Qingfeng sword swept across, a piece of blood splashed onto the ground, and one arm flew out and fell into the grass. The immortal-level monk snorted, his figure retreated sharply, and his step was slightly swayed.

Holding his severed arm, the warm blood between his palms oozes out through the seams of his hands, and a strong smell of blood rushes into his nose. The strong immortal whose arm was cut off has a gloomy look on his face. There was a brutal and bloodthirsty color, and he spoke word by word.

"Kill her!"