889 A Life For A Life

    The demonic cultivator who had evaded the blow were staring at the Qingfeng sword in Feng Jiu's hand as it gave off a cold green glow. His eyes were filled with immense greed and excitement.

    "This is the power of the Qingfeng sword? It's not bad, really not bad, what a great ancient magic sword."

    He stared at Feng Jiu's sword and laughed sinisterly. The sound of his laughter spread, the surrounding airflow was affected by his power, and it had made it difficult to breathe. The ridiculous laughter sounded eerie in the night.

    Feng Jiu hadn't looked at anyone else. She only stared at the demonic cultivator leader. Since he had killed Xiang Hua, then it's a life for a life, she will take his life!

    The red figure was bursting with spiritual energy and enveloped by a stream of flames. She was a dazzling sight obvious even in the night.

    She held the Qingfeng sword in her hand, the sword was pointed towards the ground. Her stare narrowed, and her voice was cold and dangerous spread through the night with bloodthirsty vengeance: "If you kill my people, you have to pay the price."

    As soon as she finished speaking, her red figure swept past like a ghost. Her movements were extremely fast and if it weren't for the blazing fire that enveloped her, one would not have even been able to see her movements.

    At that moment, everyone felt an overwhelming murderous energy projecting from the body of the young boy in red. The murderous energy was like water that rushed through a turbulent river and the mighty force seemed like it was going to devour them like a raging wave. What surprised them most was the murderous energy possessed an ancient force that made them tremble!

    "I will let you taste death by insult!"

    A chillingly cold voice came from Feng Jiu's mouth, accompanied by the destructive force from the ancient sword. The air seemed to be sliced in half by the purring sound of the Qingfeng sword. It came at the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator at a cracking speed.

    The Nascent Soul demonic cultivator was taken by surprise at the murderous power that Feng Jiu exuded. A flash of light glazed across his eyes. As he was unable to dodge the blow, he was only able to roll away. However, he was still affected by the startling airflow from the sword. Numerous wounds of various sizes had appeared on his body.

    The smell of blood filled the air, he felt the pain throughout his body. He grinned at Feng Jiu, he stared at her and grinned.


    The sinister laughter gradually became a loud burst of laughter. The powerful sound of the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator spread out, the tremors shook the ears of those stood behind him. They covered their ears and moved backwards in haste.

    "The breath of ancient beast.....hahahaha! It's actually the breath of the ancient beast!"

    He laughed loudly with his arms spread wide open towards the sky. When the laughter stopped, he looked at Feng Jiu, there was a strange ray of excitement in his eyes: "Not only do you have the Qingfeng sword, but you also have the breath of the ancient beast! That means that if I kill you and destroy your soul, it will all be mine, it will all be mine. Hahahaha!"

    "It depends on whether you have the ability to kill me!"

    Feng Jiu waved her hand and moved the Qingfeng sword. The aggressive airflow from the Qingfeng sword rushed out at great speed towards the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator. The speed was so fast that only flashes of green light could be seen in the light of the night. The figure of the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator was dodging the flashes of light as he charged towards her.
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