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Chapter 1034

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Ning Lang turned back and scolded, "Only an idiot wouldn't run. Do you think we are like you? Darn old witch, chase me if you have the guts! If you can catch me, I'll give it to you! "

Under his feet, the pair of golden boots came into play. He ran as fast as the wind, making it impossible for the YuanYing cultivator to catch up even if she wanted to. However, she was unwilling to let the both of them go just like that. Thus, she clenched her teeth and chased after them. Especially when she heard Little Fatty scolding her from time to time but was unable to catch him, the YuanYing cultivator was angered to the point she almost vomited blood.

"Darn you darn Little Fatty! Don't let me catch you! If not, I will skin you alive! "

The YuanYing cultivator was driven mad as she chased after him with all her might. The most hateful thing was that even though the person in front was provoking her, she could not catch up to him at all.

The other YuanYing cultivator was entangled by Swallowing Cloud. A man and a beast were fighting there. Swallowing Cloud's roar and the other party's attack on the ground could be heard from time to time, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Just at this moment, a mournful voice sounded from the middle of the mountain. The voice was sharp and angry, causing them to look towards the middle of the mountain.

"Fengjiu!"

"Who. Are. You!"

The middle YuanYing cultivator's dantian was pierced by Fengjiu's Green Edge Sword. The Green Edge Sword pierced through from the front to the back and fresh blood flowed down the blade. The middle YuanYing cultivator held onto the sword with both hands and allowed the fresh blood to flow down. Her eyes were fixed on the red clothed youth in front of her, as though she would not give up until she found out who he was.

In mid-air, the youth's red robes fluttered in the wind and his black hair flew messily, brushing past his handsome face.

She held the Azure Edge Sword in her hand. At this moment, the sharp Azure Edge Sword that had collided with the Nascent Soul of the female Nascent Soul cultivator shattered her Nascent Soul and pierced through her body. If she pulled out the Azure Edge Sword at this moment, fresh blood would spurt out and the Evil Cultivator whose blood vessels had been severed would die from the violent gush of blood.

Therefore, her hands were tightly gripping the blade of her sword. Her enchanting eyes were fixed on Fengjiu. She wanted to know why she was about to die.

"I am Fengjiu."

His voice was calm, but it contained the domineering aura of an expert, causing people's hearts to involuntarily tremble.

Just as her voice rang out, she pulled back her Qingfeng Sword. In an instant, fresh blood spurted out and the figure fell from the sky as if it had lost its support. It looked at the red-robed young man standing in the air and swallowed its last breath. However, it could never close its eyes as it stared fixedly at the figure.

"Bang!"

A heavy thud was heard as the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator fell halfway down the mountain. Her body rolled down until it was blocked by a rock. At this moment, she was no longer as beautiful and enchanting as before. All that could be seen was a mangled mess of flesh and blood …

"Hiss!"

Gasps could be heard from the foot of the mountain. When the two Nascent Soul Cultivators saw what had happened, they were filled with shock. They looked at the red figure in disbelief, and then at the handsome young man. They couldn't believe that he, a Gold Core Cultivator, could kill a mid Nascent Soul stage Cultivator ….

At this moment, fear and the desire to escape arose. Because of their fear and shock, only one thought appeared in their minds.

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