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Chapter 101

Words:950Update:22/06/30 04:41:01

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"Don't be afraid, I'll treat you well."

When Fengjiu heard these words coming from the grey-robed old man's mouth, she only felt a wave of disgust as goosebumps appeared all over her body. Even the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Especially when this old man was actually using a pair of excited and strange eyes to stare at her. That kind of disgust, could be imagined.

She cast a glance at him and rubbed the goosebumps on her arms with both hands as she bluntly said: "Old thing, when you're talking, why don't you take a mirror and look at your old face that's like a shriveled orange? You're already a person with one foot in the coffin, yet you're still so shameless."

Those mocking words caused the grey-robed old man's gaze to darken. Even the smile on his face disappeared as he stared at her with a malicious aura emitting from his entire body.

"This old man took you in as a cultivation vessel because I think highly of you!"

"Cultivation vessel?"

Fengjiu let out a strange cry as she impolitely sized him up from bottom to top. She then ridiculed: "I couldn't tell that an old thing like you was also a pervert? But you're already so old, can you still use that plaything? "

"Impudent!"

He flew into a rage out of humiliation as his chest heaved up and down due to his anger. His eyes widened as he glared at her. In the next moment, the grey-robed figure swept out as fast as lightning as his withered hand turned into a claw and grabbed towards Fengjiu.

Fengjiu's expression instantly changed as a fierce aura shot out. She didn't avoid it but met it head-on. Her half-narrowed eyes carried a ruthless and bloodthirsty aura as her strange footwork moved her figure. The dagger in her hand turned as she stabbed towards the grey-robed old man with Profound Energy.

"Insignificant skill!"

The grey-robed old man sneered. With a flip of his hand, he easily dodged Fengjiu's attack. When he blocked her dagger with one hand, he used the other hand to grab her.

Feng Jiu's hand was clasped by the grey-robed old man, so she immediately borrowed the strength of the force and jumped down. As she escaped from the old man's tightly clasped fingers, she raised her leg to block the attack. Only the sound of her leg carrying the aura of profound energy sweeping through the air could be heard. The old man's calf was kicked when he wasn't paying attention. His knee bent, and when he squatted down, he quickly jumped back and retreated away from Feng Jiu's side.

Fengjiu didn't stop and attacked again. She knew that the explosion of the second elder's body in the air had already alerted the various forces in Yunyue City. Those people would definitely rush over here. and now, she had to deal with this old man before those people arrived!

"Hiss!"

As soon as the old man regained his balance, he saw a cold dagger coming at his neck. He was so shocked that he leaned back and raised his leg to kick. Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly retreated. The dagger that was originally aimed at his neck turned and stabbed into the calf that he kicked.

The force of the ruthless stab and the force of the kick almost collided with each other, piercing through his leg. He could only hear the sound of the sharp blade piercing through his flesh. The pain in his spine caused all the strength in his body to burst out.

"Ah!"

A strong Wu Zong aura suddenly shot out from his body. The vigorous Profound Energy that surged out violently sent Fengjiu flying.

"Pfft!"

Fengjiu, who was thrown a few meters away, felt a sharp pain in her chest. She spat out a mouthful of blood from her heart. Her heart meridian was damaged, causing her entire aura to become weak.

Seeing the old man pull out the dagger and throw it into the flames and walk towards her step by step, she narrowed her eyes. She endured the pain in her heart and stood up, facing the wind.

She raised her hand and formed a complicated and ancient seal with the blood at the corner of her mouth. At this moment, her cold voice seemed to come from ancient times, melodious and mysterious …

"With my blood, I break your shackles!"

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