Chapter 889
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The evil cultivator in black who had dodged stared at the Qingfeng Sword in Fengjiu's hand with a dark expression. His eyes were filled with intense greed and excitement.
"This is the power of the Qingfeng Sword? It's really not bad, not bad at all. As expected of an ancient divine sword. "
He stared at Fengjiu's sword and laughed sinisterly. As his laughter spread out, the airflow in the air fluctuated due to his pressure, becoming heavy and difficult to breathe. His laughter was especially eerie in the night.
Fengjiu did not stare at anyone else. Her gaze was only fixed on the evil cultivator in the lead. Since he was the one who killed Xiang Hua, then she would make him pay with his blood!
The red figure surged with spiritual power in the night. The dazzling flame-like airflow wrapped around her, making her look extremely dazzling. Even in the night, one could see her at a glance.
She held the Qingfeng Sword and pointed it diagonally to the ground. Her gaze slowly narrowed, and her cold and eerie voice carried a gloomy and intense bloodthirst as it spread out in the night. "You have to pay the price for killing my people."
As soon as her voice fell, the red figure swept out like a ghost. If it were not for the fiery airflow surging around her body, no one would be able to catch her movements.
In that instant, everyone felt an earth-shattering murderous aura burst out from the red-clothed youth. The murderous aura was like a torrential river that was about to engulf them. What shocked them the most was that within the murderous aura, there was an ancient pressure that made their hearts tremble!
"I'll let you have a taste of death by a thousand cuts!"
An icy voice rang out from Feng Jiu's mouth, accompanied by the destructive sword aura from the Azure Edge Sword. With a whoosh, the air seemed to have been sliced in half by the ancient divine sword. The azure light drew an arc from the bottom and slashed towards the Nascent Soul cultivator at a speed that was too fast for one's ears to react to.
The Nascent Soul stage evil cultivator was also shocked by Fengjiu's pressure and murderous aura. A light flashed through his eyes, and because he could not dodge in time, he could only roll on the ground. However, he was still affected by the terrifying sword aura, and countless wounds of different sizes instantly appeared on his body.
Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air and feeling the slight pain in his body, he laughed cruelly. He stared at Feng Jiujie and laughed.
"Hahahaha …"
That eerie laughter eventually turned into loud laughter. The powerful Nascent Soul pressure spread out from the laughter, causing the people behind him to cover their ears and cry out in pain as they quickly retreated.
"The aura of an ancient divine beast … Hahahaha! It's actually the aura of an ancient divine beast! "
He opened his hands wide and laughed towards the sky. When his laughter stopped, he suddenly looked at Fengjiu with a strange light of excitement in his eyes. "Not only do you have the Qingfeng Sword, you also have an ancient divine beast! That means, as long as I kill you and crush your soul, everything will be mine. Everything will be mine, hahahaha … "
"That will depend on whether you have the ability to do so!"
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