After that, she stopped and looked back. Then, she absorbed the cloud into the space. At the next moment, her figure leaped and flew directly to the sky.
When they saw her flying the sword, those people also quickly followed. At this moment, several strong men who had been hidden released their strong power. They changed from the dark place to the light place, and directly appeared behind Feng Jiu.
"Phoenix nine! Give it up
The sharp voice of his voice came from behind. The sound was accompanied by a shock force, which made the air flow in the air vibrate slightly. However, Feng Jiu, who was protected by the breath of ancient gods and beasts, was not afraid of those threats.
She looked back, then accelerated the speed of the imperial sword flying, and the distance has not been too far away.
In front of her, she was flying in the imperial sword, while several strong men in the back were chasing after her. From the morning to the evening, when passing through a mountain forest, Fengjiu, who had been wandering in the air, suddenly took off her sword and fell down.
She fell very fast, as if she did not agglomerate a breath of spiritual power to protect her body and adjust the speed of her descent. She allowed her body to fall naturally and was unable to prevent it. The monks who had chased her all the way were stunned. When she responded, she saw that the red figure had disappeared from the dense forest.
"Damn it!"
At first, only a few people followed them, but then some people followed them. The number of them added up to 167. But under the eyes of these 167 people, the born one let the Phoenix nine slip away!
What a shame!
"Find it for me! We must find her out! "
The friar, with a gloomy voice and angry drink, took people into the dense forest and motioned that the people behind him were scattered in the forest in a small team of two people.
At this time, Feng nine has already flashed into the space, not a bit of her breath has been found.
She ate something in the space to supplement her physical strength. She took off her red dress and changed it into a black black one. Her black hair was bound up by her. With her change of makeup, she seemed to be a person.
This seems to be the first time she has been wearing black tights, but the vision is pleasing to the eye. She was waiting in this space, waiting for the dark outside, and then went out of the space, holding only a dagger in her hand.
Her breath was collected and she explored with her divine sense. After feeling the surrounding movement, she moved quietly. The black robe played a good role in protecting and covering up. Until she came to a monk's back, the monk did not notice.
She immediately put her hand on the contrary and grabbed his lifeline with one hand. She asked in a cold voice, "who are you?"
However, as soon as her voice came out, it was the monk who killed himself by biting poison. She looked at the monk who died in her hands, a monk with the level of immortals and saints. She did not hesitate to bite the poison hidden under her tongue in order to defend something.
At this moment, her heart was cold.
What kind of power is it? In order to let a monk of immortal level choose to commit suicide when he knows that he can't escape from her hand?
She felt inexplicably that the enemy she had to deal with was too strong, which made her feel a little frightened
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