The evil cultivator in black who avoided stared at Feng Jiu's green sword with a gloomy face, with a strong greed and excitement in his eyes.

"Is this the power of the Qingfeng Sword? It's really good, very good, it's really worthy of being the ancient divine sword."

He stared at Feng Jiu's sword and smiled sinisterly, as the laughter spread, the airflow in the air fluctuated by his pressure, becoming solemn and difficult to breathe, and the laughter seemed even more gloomy in the night.

Fengjiu didn't stare at others, her eyes were only staring at the evil cultivator in the lead. Since he killed Xiang Hua, she would let him pay his blood debt!

The red figure surged with spiritual power in the night. The dazzling air flow like flames wrapped around her, making her look very dazzling, even in this night, you can see it at a glance.

She held the Qingfeng sword and pointed to the ground slantedly, her eyes slowly and half-reduced. The cold and cold voice spread in the night with a deep and strong bloodthirsty meaning: "The person who killed me will have to pay the price."

As soon as the sound fell, the red figure flew out like a ghost. The extremely fast body movement would have been impossible to catch the movement of the figure if it weren't for the slightest squirting through the flame air flowing on the body.

At that moment, everyone felt a burst of murderous aura burst out from the boy in red. The murderous aura that was rolling in the surging river was about to swallow them like a wave of terror. What scared them the most was that in that murderous aura, there was an ancient pressure that made them tremble!

"I'll let you taste the taste of being killed by Lingchi!"

A cold and cold voice came from Fengjiu's mouth, and accompanied by the destructive sword energy of the Qingfeng Sword. With a sound of whistling, the air was as if it was cut in half by the ancient divine sword. The green light was cut from bottom to bottom and slashed at the evil cultivator of the Nascent Soul at a speed that was unavailable.

The evil cultivator of the Yuanying was also shocked by the pressure and murderous aura that Feng Jiu burst out in an instant. A light flashed through his eyes very quickly. He could only roll away because he could not dodge. However, he was still affected by the terrifying sword energy, and countless wounds of different sizes were instantly cut out of his body.

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air and feeling the pain from his body, he smiled and stared at Feng Jiujie's smile.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The gloomy laughter finally turned into a laugh. The powerful Nascent Soul pressure spread in the laughter, shaking the ears behind him one by one, and they quickly retreated.

"The aura of the ancient divine beast...hahahaha! It's the aura of the ancient divine beast!"

He opened his hands and laughed to the sky. As soon as the laughter stopped, he suddenly looked at Fengjiu, with a strange light of excitement in his eyes: "Not only is the Qingfeng Sword, but also the ancient divine beast! So, as long as you kill you and crush your soul, then it will be mine, it will be mine, hahahaha..."

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Chapter completed!