Chapter 2041
Words:798Update:22/09/08 13:17:17
Seeing the youth's sudden smile, the devilish charm on his lips, and the glint in his eyes when he narrowed them, Han Rong's heart skipped a beat. He pointed his sword at the youth and shouted, "Who the hell are you!"
"You'll know soon enough." Fengjiu said softly. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had already dashed out.
His movements were so fast that it was inconceivable. She did not use any weapons, but the moment she attacked, it was a sure-kill move, aiming straight for the opponent's fatal spot.
"Whoosh!"
A gust of wind followed her figure as she dashed out. Her extremely fast movements and sure-kill moves attracted everyone's attention. Even Han Rong could not react to Fengjiu's sudden attack.
He hurriedly dodged, but no matter how fast he dodged, he still felt a piercing pain on his neck. After quickly retreating, he suddenly looked at the youth. At the same time, he touched the wound on his neck and his eyes widened in shock.
"You, you are …"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the youth in green raise his eyebrows in surprise. His lips curled into a devilish smile. However, that smile did not reach his eyes. At the same time, the green figure attacked him again. Every step was filled with killing intent. Every move was filled with killing intent. It was aimed right at his face. His heart was filled with shock and horror!
Fengjiu! This youth must be the Ghost Doctor Fengjiu! It's that woman!
He hated her to the core. He had all the information on her, her movements, her attacks, and everything about her in his hands. That devilish smile, that terrifying glint in her eyes, and that strange movement, there was no one else other than Fengjiu!
However, he did not even have the chance to call out her identity. She closed in on him step by step, and her killing intent overwhelmed him. Damn it! He knew it, he knew it was him!
"Whoosh!"
A sharp Qi flowed out from Fengjiu's hand and slashed across Han Rong's arm. That was the Qi of the Saber Aura, which was extremely sharp. With one slash, a deep wound appeared on Han Rong's arm. Blood gushed out and quickly soaked his clothes.
Even though he was wearing a mask, it was obvious that his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear and shock. His panicked expression was seen by everyone, but no one could guess the reason for it.
Although the green-robed youth's movement technique was amazing, he had only displayed the strength of a Gold Core Stage cultivator. Although the Blood Demon found it strange, he felt that if Han Rong did not even have the ability to deal with a Gold Core Stage cultivator, then she was too useless.
Moreover, he didn't have a good impression of Han Rong. Even if Han Rong died here, he wouldn't feel the slightest bit of regret. At this moment, seeing that the young man in green was able to injure him and even forced him to a dead end, he was somewhat interested.
"Hiss! Ah! "
Han Rong sucked in a breath of cold air and screamed. His knees bent and he fell forward pathetically to the ground. The back of his right leg had been stabbed and fresh blood flowed out. It was so painful that his entire leg was twitching.
When the surrounding demonic cultivators saw this scene, their eyes flashed. However, the Blood Demon did not ask them to help. They just stood there and watched. After all, it was Han Rong and not them who had been forced into a dead end.
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