Chapter 280
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"Look after the child. I'll go out and take a look." She said to Leng Shuang and walked out.
When he opened the door, he saw the ghosts lying on the ground, screaming miserably. Streams of glowing air whizzed down from the air and whipped the ghosts, producing sharp whooshing sounds.
When she saw the ghosts on the ground become very faint, as if they would disappear at any time, her eyes flickered. She raised her head and glanced at the Daoist priest who was waving his horsetail whisk. She moved her fingers, and a silver needle appeared between them. With a whoosh, the needle shot towards the man in the air.
"Whoosh!"
The silver needle was swept away by the Daoist priest's horsetail whisk, and he also stopped whipping the ghosts. Instead, he glared at Fengjiu and shouted in a deep voice, "You little brat, who are you? How dare you associate with ghosts? You really deserve to die! "
As he spoke, he waved his horsetail whisk, and a stream of airflow attacked Fengjiu.
"Whoosh!"
Fengjiu calmly dodged the murderous aura. He glanced at the Daoist priest and said, "You used a killing move right from the start. Could it be that you also think I'm a wandering ghost?"
"Hahahaha! Brat, there's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. So what if I kill you? "The Daoist priest laughed loudly. His voice was arrogant and ruthless, without the mercy of a Daoist priest.
"Young master, leave quickly. This old Daoist priest is at the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm. Young master, don't fight him head-on. Quickly take my son and escape!" The man who stood up shakily shouted at Fengjiu. He thought that if they delayed the Daoist priest, his son and the young man would have a chance to live.
Fengjiu glanced at them and didn't say anything. Instead, he raised his eyes and glanced at the Daoist priest. A faint smile appeared on his lips. "Many people wanted to kill me along the way, but in the end, I killed them all."
Her voice was lazy and indifferent. She really didn't care about a mere peak of the Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.
"If you leave now, I can spare your life." She looked at the Daoist priest in the air and said with a serious expression. She didn't seem to be joking.
However, no one took her words seriously. In their opinion, this young man wasn't even a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could he kill the old Daoist priest?
The old Daoist priest thought the same... and thus, when he heard her words, he laughed disdainfully. "You? You? I'm afraid you don't … "
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the red-robed man, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly rise up. A long sword with a cold light appeared in his hand. The red-robed man's eyes flashed, and in the next moment, he felt a pain in his chest. His entire body stiffened, and he looked at the red-robed man and the sword in his hand in shock and disbelief.
"Qing, Qing Feng Sword! . you........
"Bang!"
Fengjiu kicked the old Daoist priest and pulled out his sword. He looked at the old Daoist priest who was falling to the ground and sneered. "I told you to leave, but you didn't. This is your fate."
The old Daoist priest died before he could take a breath. Even in death, he didn't know who the young man in red was. Why was he holding the Green Edge Sword? He couldn't understand how a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him could be killed by a young man who hadn't even reached the Foundation Establishment realm.
He couldn't accept that the young man attacked him without saying anything. He died with regret …
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