"Boy, you really don't know how to live or die. You actually let a young girl with yellow hair come out to fight with me! I think you are sending Mrs. Yazhai to me!"
With a sarcastic comment, Feihongjin rushed forward brandishing his sword.
Ziyun didn't show any hesitation. He turned slightly and rushed over like lightning.
She is considered Zhao Rui's direct disciple. Except that she does not have the blessing of three hundred years of powerful internal energy, she can do anything Zhao Rui can do.
Moreover, her sword skills and sword skills were carefully modified by Zhao Rui before being taught to her.
With one sword and one sword, working together with each other, and with the foundation of the two ultimate internal skills of Harbin Magical Skills and Xuanbing Magical Skills, Ziyun can definitely become one of the first-class masters at that time.
Feihong Jin's martial arts is indeed powerful, and others would have had their heads chopped off with his fierce Kungfu of opening and closing.
However, Ziyun's body is very dexterous and extremely fast. He can avoid Feihongjin's sandbar every time and can also counterattack.
After more than a dozen moves, Feihong Jin's strong body was covered with dense scars, the blood flowed non-stop, and one of the wounds went deep into his organs.
"Who are you?" Feihongjin was a little scared. He didn't expect the Ziyun in front of him to be so powerful.
Not to mention the extremely cunning body skills, the closely coordinated and extremely fast sword skills and sword skills alone overwhelmed him.
Moreover, the internal energy in Ziyun's body is also extremely strange. Every time Feihong Jin comes into contact with it, he feels like two extreme powers enter his body at the same time.
It made the blood in his body boil and sometimes freeze like ice, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Ziyun did not answer, but continued to attack while waving his sword.
Feihongjin was horrified. He knew that if he went down here, he might really fall here.
"Wait a minute, this oasis is just one of my many oases. It's okay to give it to you! Besides, I see that you are also people from the world. Today I, Feihongjin, will make friends like you."
These words were spoken with great pride, as if it was an honor to be friends with him.
But Ziyun didn't care about those spinning bodies and rushed over, using the dagger to jump out of the big knife in his hand, and the dagger stabbed into his neck fiercely.
Two completely different extreme internal forces also exploded at this moment, directly entering Feihong Jin's body and completely destroying his meridians.
Speaking of which, Ziyun grew up on the battlefield. Every day he faced a life-and-death fight. If he relaxed even a little bit, he might be killed by the opponent.
She has no interest in the up-to-date rules of martial arts in the arena, so Feihong Jin's sudden request for a truce is nothing to her.
Seeing Feihong Jin being killed by a woman so easily, the younger brother who followed him was immediately frightened to death.
"Brother is dead! Go to Erdaohezi quickly and ask Grandpa Zu for help."
At this moment, someone shouted and the gang of guys turned their horses and ran as hard as they could into the distance.
Zhao Rui had no intention of pursuing him, and a trace of amusement appeared on his face.
Feihong Jin had thousands of men, but only a hundred people came this time. Even if they were killed, there would still be more than 900 people making trouble in this area.
Moreover, the grandfather they talked about successfully aroused Zhao Rui's interest.