Chapter 2899
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As he shouted, he ran towards Si Que. His comical appearance left the audience dumbfounded. Look, look, look. His clothes were untidy, his face was covered in dirt, and he was running away. Where was the dignified bearing of a Venerable?
Si Que, who was fighting with Xuanyuan Moze, immediately turned around and glared at him. "I can't even take care of myself. How can I take care of you?"
"Let's join forces! Let's knock Fengjiu off the stage first, then deal with Xuanyuan Moze! "Mu Xin suggested.
"Mm, that's a good idea." Fengjiu, who had chased after them, said with a smile. He looked at Mu Xin and said, "Let's kick you off the stage first, then deal with Si Que."
Si Que blocked Xuanyuan Moze's Xuan Yuan Sword with his swords and quickly retreated. At the same time, he pulled Mu Xin to his side. He panted slightly as he looked at the two people standing together. His gaze swept past Xuanyuan Moze's sword and landed on Fengjiu. "Fengjiu, you …" Before he could finish speaking, Fengjiu interrupted him.
"As a disciple, I can't directly address my Master by his name." Fengjiu's clear eyes turned and the corners of his lips curled up as he looked at the two of them. "Otherwise, as your Master, we will have to retrain you."
"You, you!"
The two of them were so angry that smoke seemed to be coming out of their heads. In the past, who would dare to talk back to them so impudently and rudely? As long as their faces darkened, the disciples below them would all obediently lower their heads and bow respectfully.
But now, Feng Jiu had already infuriated them several times. The most hateful thing was that the two of them were not good at bickering. When she said that, they often couldn't say a word and could only suppress their anger.
Mu Xin, who had come to Si Que's side, took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He stared at Fengjiu and said, "Don't be so smug. I haven't used all my strength to fight with you. In a while, I … Why did you suddenly attack?"
His expression changed and was filled with panic and astonishment. Before he could finish speaking, Fengjiu, who had been standing about ten meters away from him, suddenly attacked him with a sword in his hand.
The sharp sword aura carried a green glow and the flames at the tip of the sword made him swallow his saliva involuntarily. To think that he, a Venerable, was actually beaten by Fengjiu to the point that he was afraid of her. If news of this spread, how would he have the face to meet others?
Immediately, he also drew his weapon and went forward. The two swords clashed and sparks flew. At the same time, Si Que also went forward and attacked Fengjiu from both sides fiercely. He wanted to beat her off the stage first and then deal with Xuanyuan Moze.
Seeing the two of them attacking Fengjiu from both sides, Xuanyuan Moze snorted coldly and his black figure flashed and joined the battle. The four of them fought on the stage. Their figures flashed and the shadows of their swords refracted. Streaks of air blades attacked from the stage. Some of them attacked the Venerable sitting on the stage while others attacked the disciples below the stage. They were so frightened that they cried out in a low voice and broke out in cold sweat.
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