Chapter 144
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Hearing this, the middle-aged man threw his head back and laughed, "Hahahaha! What a joke! Do you think you can keep me here? You're too naive! "
He stared at her with a malicious look on his face. He pulled out a long sword from his waist and said darkly, "Escape? You alone aren't enough to scare me away! On the contrary, you won't be so lucky this time. "
"Sister! I'll help you! "
Guan Xilin, who had followed the signal left by Fengjiu, leaped onto the wall of the house and looked at the people in the courtyard. After sizing them up, he said, "You deal with that old man. Leave the rest to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up and waved the sword in his hand. A biting cold sword aura instantly attacked the men in black in the courtyard.
Seeing that he had followed her, the corners of her lips curled up under the veil. She didn't forget to tell him, "Brother, leave a few alive for me this time. Don't kill them all."
"No problem!"
His voice was brimming with fighting spirit. The sharp sword in his hand was originally aimed at the black-clothed man's throat, but after hearing her words, the tip of the sword changed direction with a swoosh, aiming at the other party's body.
"You still dare to chase me here? Brothers, let's kill him! "
When the black-clothed man saw him coming towards him with a sharp sword in his hand, he immediately shouted loudly. The people around him responded in a low voice. The eight of them quickly surrounded him and stabbed at him with the tips of their swords.
The surging Xuan Qi in their bodies, the bloodthirsty killing intent, and the sharp sword aura from the tips of their swords whistled in the courtyard. Eight against one, no matter how one looked at it, the eight of them would win. Therefore, the middle-aged man only glanced at them and didn't pay them any more attention. Instead, his malicious gaze fell on the woman in front of him.
Fengjiu glanced at Guan Xilin and then looked away. He wasn't worried that the man in black would be killed by the men in black. After all, he had not been cultivating for nothing all this time.
Her gaze fell on the middle-aged man in front of her. At the same time, she mobilized the Dark Force in her body and infused it into the dagger in her hand. In the next moment, her figure flashed and swept towards the target in front of her. The blade in her hand brought out a sharp aura that cut through the air and collided with the opponent's long sword.
"Clang!"
The middle-aged man blocked her attack with his sword and sneered, "You want to fight me? You're still too inexperienced! "Exerting force, the long sword in his hand turned and flew towards her.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Fengjiu dodged to the side and rushed forward at the same time. The dagger in his hand cut through Fengjiu's sleeve and stabbed into his flesh, and the smell of blood spread out.
She only heard him groan as the sharp sword came at her. She immediately used the sharp sword to block it and lifted her leg to kick. Under his astonished and aghast gaze, the leg that contained the hidden strength of the profound energy landed on his chest, and he was suddenly sent flying.
"Yes!"
He let out a muffled groan as he fell back. He felt the blood vessels in his chest churning, and a mouthful of blood rushed up to his throat.
"Pfft!"
He steadied himself and looked up. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock as he looked at the woman in front of him who had attacked so viciously. He asked with some uncertainty, "Are you really Feng Qingge?"
If it was Feng Qingge, how could she have such skills in just a few short months? If it wasn't Feng Qingge, then why was her figure so similar? Could it be that she had a fortuitous encounter in the past few months?
Thinking of this, his eyes flashed.
A fortuitous encounter!
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