Pan Jia moved so fast that even Ji Hao could barely make a move. He grabbed White Feather's collar and threw him aside.
White Feather screamed. All of a sudden, tens of light screens lit up around his body layer by layer, wrapping him up tightly like a rice dumpling. The thick and heavy dragon horn sword held in Pan Jia's hand buzzed slightly and brushed across White Feather's body. The tens of layers of light screens popped like soap bubbles.
Flicking her wrist, Pan Jia swung the sword backward and continued lunging towards White Feather's heart.
"Bitch!" Countless beads of sweat appeared on Bai Yu's forehead, and his five eyes were wide open. He pushed his hands forward, and a fist-sized transparent eye that seemed to be carved out of rubies flew out from his palms.
The erect red eye opened and closed, then released a three-feet-thick, enormous light shield, along with a muffled buzzing noise, firmly shielding White Feather against the dragon horn sword.
"Die!" Pan Jia screamed shrilly. A beam of light flashed across the pair of dragon horn swords. The light shield released by White Feather was penetrated by the pair of dragon horn swords like an illusion, and the red eye was easily cut into two.
The pair of dragon horn swords continued lunging towards White Feather's heart. White Feather popped out his eyes in shock. A small jade talisman hanging on his wrist suddenly shattered, and his body suddenly turned hazy. In the next moment, he had already switched places with a Jia Clan guard he brought here.
The six-meters-tall Jia Clan guard let out a roar, raised a long-handled heavy axe with both hands, and hacked down towards Pan Jia's head.
Pan Jia sulkily glanced at White Feather, who had escaped with a secret magic, then conveniently swung the sword.
Like cutting a piece of tofu with a sharp knife, without making any noise, the splendidly glowing axe in the Jia Clan guard's hands, which was covered in countless sparkling spell symbols, was cut into two. The pair of dragon horn swords nimbly swept across his chest. The Jia Clan guard paused, then lowered his head and looked at his own chest. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.
An extremely thin crack appeared on the half-foot-thick heavy armor, from which a large amount of blood spurted out, turning into a thin layer of blood mist and splashing all over the room. The Jia Clan's guard's body suddenly collapsed. His body was broken into two, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground.
The moment Pan Jia launched three sword attacks at White Feather, the other dragon horn sword in her hand had already landed on Netherworld Hierarch's wrist.
Netherworld Hierarch raised his eyebrows and gave a weird laugh. His hand that was holding the Netherworld blood ganoderma suddenly transformed into a faint blood-red mist, dissipating in the air. The Netherworld blood ganoderma disappeared in the mist as well. The dragon horn swords sliced through the blood mist, but didn't manage to touch anything. Instead, they heavily hacked on the ground. Thousands of layers of spell symbols were cut open by the swords, and the entire living room shook violently.
On the wall, layers of spell symbols sparkled intensely, shattering one after another along with a muffled buzzing noise. This sword move launched by Pan Jia almost destroyed all defenses of the entire reception room.
"The star-controlling wheel, I'll keep it for now!" Ji Hao finally reacted. He grabbed the star-controlling wheel with his left hand and flicked his five fingers. The star-controlling wheel was basically controlled by him, then transformed into a dazzling stream of starlight and merged with the spot between his eyebrows.
"Little girl, why aren't you stopping? Do you want to make everyone here your enemy?" Looking at Pan Jia, Ji Hao shouted harshly, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you have a few treasures from the Dragon Palace!"
"I'm doing whatever I want, what can you do to me?" Pan Jia chuckled while easily wielding the dragon horn swords with both of her hands, causing muffled swishing noises from time to time. "In the treasury of the Dragon Palace, all natural treasures that can rebuild bodies were taken away by those old dragons for unknown reasons. I spent so much effort to bring these treasures out from the Dragon Palace. "
Pan Jia stared at Ji Hao with a pair of extremely cold eyes, gritted her teeth, and continued, "Speaking of which, the dragon-kind truly deserve to die. They put the remains of their ancestors in their ancestral temples, with no one guarding them. Those are useless … "
Ji Hao understood Pan Jia's words.
She did sneak into the Dragon Palace and steal those treasures from the Dragon Palace. With Ao Li, a thief, as a guide, stealing a few treasures from the Dragon Palace wasn't too difficult.
Pan Jia went to the Dragon Palace to look for natural treasures that could rebuild bodies. Based on the wealth of the dragon-kind, they must have quite a lot of treasures like this. But for some unknown reason, all treasures like this that were kept by the dragon-kind were gone.
Helplessly, Pan Jia stole a few treasures from the Dragon Palace, and wanted to trade them for natural treasures that could rebuild bodies in the Kui Gate.
Ji Hao interrupted Pan Jia and sneered, "Useless things? Hehe, if those treasures that can rebuild bodies are useless, why are you so eager to get the Netherworld blood ganoderma? "
Standing aside, White Feather looked at the Jia Clan guard, who was killed by Pan Jia with a single sword move, in a great panic. He screamed hysterically, "This bitch wants us all! Let's kill her together! We all want the Netherworld blood ganoderma! After we kill her, we can negotiate! "
The expressions of all spirit creatures changed. Before, they were only vigilantly looking at Pan Jia, as they didn't want her to suddenly launch a fatal attack.
Hearing White Feather, all spirit creatures were tempted — Indeed, if they joined hands and killed Pan Jia, not only would they have one less competitor for the Netherworld blood ganoderma, but they might also gain a few valuable treasures from the Dragon Palace!
Before, these spirit creatures had been defending passively. But now, they all pulled out their weapons and activated their defensive treasures, looking at Pan Jia with eagerness. They didn't dare to touch the Dragon Horn Swords, but the other treasures were the most suitable treasures for them, who were born in the Water Tribe.
Especially the milky way soul-splitting fan, it had its own cultivation method, immeasurably great powers, and could purify bloodlines. What a great treasure it was!
Not to mention the fact that the wild wave bead could form a great formation to trap and kill enemies, which was a supreme treasure that could be used as the greatest treasure of a clan.
If they could find even one of these treasures, they would be able to make a profit.
"Kill her!" A Xiang Liu snake murmured with a deep voice.
"Swallow her." A Kun Peng bird looked at Pan Jia from head to toe with an unfriendly look.
"No rush, no rush. When we get the Netherworld blood ganoderma and give her a small piece to rebuild her physical body, we will kill her after we have a good time!" Snakes were the most lascivious. The few dark water serpents looked at Pan Jia with evil intentions and laughed in the dirtiest way possible.
Pan Jia scornfully looked at everyone on the scene and murmured in a deep voice, "Reckless barbarians … I, Great Liberty, occupied this woman's soul. Do you think I can't deal with you?"
While chuckling, Pan Jia suddenly twisted her body slightly and released a gentle breeze. A faint yet elegant aroma spread out along with the breeze. Everyone on the scene felt that their bodies were softened, numbed, and powerless.
Following a series of clangs, except for Ji Hao, Netherworld Hierarch, and Pan Jia's warriors, all the others fell to the ground, unable to move.
Ji Hao's mouth corners twitched — Great Liberty? A sky devil at the same level as Great Freedom?
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