815 Rebirth 2

The members of the Blood Tribe, who had personally robbed Linghe and the others, found an opening and swung their knives and swords at Linghe's head.

"Go to hell! You are seeking death!"

As the steel knife hovered over his head, Linghe's expression suddenly grew sharper!

In a single motion, he drew the heavy sword on his back and spun around. The heavy sword in his hand slashed at the steel knife above his head!

With a resounding clang, the steel knife in the large man's hand was cut into two. The heavy sword continued on its course with an unstoppable force and sliced at the man who had rushed over.

In an instant, the figure forcefully was split apart. Hot blood immediately sprayed into the air, staining Linghe's clothes, but…

Linghe's face showed no expression at all. His brow was filled only with the cold aura of death.

Miss had protected them for so long. Now, they would not besmirch her reputation!

"Kill the Blood Tribe! Capture Fu Guang!" A furious roar suddenly erupted from Linghe throat. His face was covered with blood, and he looked like a wild beast that had just broken free from its chains. It filled him with a strong aura of death.

The aura of death spread to Zuo Nuo and the others who were nearby, summoning blood-lust from the depths of their souls.

Kill the Blood Tribe, capture Fu Guang.

This was the first real battle that they had fought for their mistress!

Instantly, Zuo Nuo and the others tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands. The warmth in their expressions immediately disappeared. At that moment, they were like a pack of beasts that had lost their humanity. It filled their narrowed eyes with the aura of death as they searched for a nearby prey!

In a moment, blood flew and reddened the square of Fu Guang City. The thick scent of blood, carried by the wind, spread throughout Fu Guang City.

Ji Fengyan brought the evil-vanquishing sword out of the Space Soul Jade. She held the delicate and beautiful sharp sword in her hands. Over ten members of the Blood Tribe had already surrounded her.

The sudden rise of Linghe and the others had caught the Blood Tribe by surprise. But they had clearly observed that the leader was not Linghe, but the delicate-looking young girl before them.

As long as they killed Ji Fengyan, Linghe and the others would not present a problem.

The group, which was determined to kill the leader, immediately rushed at Ji Fengyan.

Ji Fengyan held her ground without moving. The corners of her mouth curved in the trace of an evil smile.

She did not move an inch, but just as the many weapons were about to touch her body, a black figure rushed in front of Ji Fengyan with the speed of lightning. Like a black whirlwind interspersed with cold light, it swept at all the enemies that surrounded Ji Fengyan.

They did not have time to see the face of the black figure. But in a moment, a gleam of cold light flashed past their waists. Before they had time to feel pain, they suddenly saw hot blood spurting out from their waists!

None of the men that collapsed to the ground with a crashing sound were still whole. All of them had been cut into two at the waist.

Standing in front of Ji Fengyan was Yang Jian, his tall body and handsome face making him look like an invincible god of war. In his hand, he held a bloodstained three pointed, double-edged sword. He stood in front of Ji Fengyan, blocking the way.

The corners of Ji Fengyan's mouth curled in the trace of a smile. Her glance swept across the crowd, towards the shocked Meng Fusheng.

"Open your eyes wide so you can see how capable I am. Look carefully and clearly."