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After Feng Zhi heard the old man's words, she did not feel that she had been praised too much.

She had been standing at the top of the pyramid for so many years, but had she ever used up all of her skills only to receive such a bland praise from others?

Being praised like that by the old man, Feng Zhi's face was burning.

The flames in her eyes flickered uncontrollably as she took a deep breath. Then, she kept the jade sword in her hand, and the instant that the jade sword disappeared, eight sparkling and translucent spirit stones appeared in Feng Zhi's hands.

It was obvious that the old man did not know what spirit stones were, but he was still calm and collected as he looked at Feng Zhi, "Girl, this old man wants to see what other skills you have, just attack as you wish, this old man will accept everything."

Being looked down upon like that, although Feng Zhi was clearly furious in her heart, the look in her eyes was cold.

Since the old man really wanted to take this attack, then, let him take a good look at the cultivator's killing array!

Feng Zhi did not stay any longer. With a light wave of her hand, eight Spirit Stones flew out in a certain direction, deeply embedded into the ground. The moment the eight Spirit Stones were placed, the two meters around the old man started to shine with a hazy glow.

Seeing the old man being surrounded by the light, Feng Zhi's finger continued to cut across the space.

As Feng Zhi's finger slashed continuously, the beam of light surrounding the old man seemed to be fiddled with by an invisible hand, as it continuously changed its position. During this process, Feng Zhi's face became more and more pale, and those rays of light that originally seemed harmless, also began to gradually emit waves of oppressive killing intent.

But how could Feng Zhi allow the old man to have any reaction, in the end, she pointed her index finger towards the old man's direction.

"Phantom Kill, Activate!"

As soon as Feng Zhi finished speaking, the light surrounding the old man seemed to have understood her words. First, it shone brilliantly, and then, with a threatening killing intent, it rushed towards the old man.

In almost an instant, the old man's somewhat tattered clothes were shredded.

The old man's face trembled, and he glared at Feng Zhi in slight anger. Then, he clenched his fists tightly, and stomped his foot on the ground, the instant his foot touched the ground, a wave of energy visible to the naked eye was emitted from the old man's body like a wave. Once it collided with the illusionary killing array set up by Feng Zhi, it caused Feng Zhi's small courtyard to shake.

However, although the illusionary killing array was not the most powerful killing array that Feng Zhi knew, it still came from the Immortal Cultivation Inheritance, so no matter how strong the old man was, he was unable to break through the formation in a single move. Instead, he was left with a few faint traces of blood on his arms, thighs and other parts of his body.

After that, the eight spirit stones that Feng Zhi had originally embedded in the ground turned into powder. The illusionary killing array that Feng Zhi had set up also crumbled because it did not have any spirit energy to support it.

The flames around Feng Zhi rose by another thirty percent.

Even if the illusionary killing array was set up by her hastily, Feng Zhi still found it hard to believe that it could be broken by the old man so easily. What was even more unbelievable was that the illusionary killing array had only left a few faint wounds on the old man's body.

However, these wounds, in Feng Zhi's eyes, made the old man feel a great sense of oppression. She looked towards Feng Zhi and said, "Good, very good, a little girl like you can actually injure this old man …"

Then, he looked at Feng Zhi.

The formation was set up by her and she was the one controlling it. After the formation was broken, her already pale face became even paler. With a groan, blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

"Feng Zhi!"

Long Yan, Feng Lai, and Feng Ming called out together.

This was the first time they had seen Feng Zhi getting injured.

Seeing Feng Zhi getting injured in front of him, Long Yan's heart was filled with rage. Her long hair was removed from the restraints and wildly danced in the air, his eyes were almost vertical out of anger, but she could not see any emotions in his eyes.

This kind of Long Yan looked somewhat terrifying.

Then, Long Yan raised his head and released a dragon's roar that resonated throughout the world, instantly returning back to his dragon body. A golden dragon that was around twenty meters long spiraled continuously in the air, with a swing of its dragon tail, it swung towards the old man with a power that could split mountains.

There was no fear on the elder's face. "It's actually the Golden Dragon King …"

Facing Long Yan's Dragon Tail, the old man finally punched him.

The moment the fist and tail collided, Long Yan let out another dragon's roar filled with anger. Feng Zhi could clearly see that at this moment, a piece of scales had fallen from his dragon tail and a drop of golden dragon's blood had even dripped from the wound.

The drop of dragon blood landed on the ground with a golden radiance, rolling back and forth like a drop of water falling on a lotus leaf.

The body of the dragon clan was extremely strong, but Long Yan was actually injured, even a piece of his scales falling on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhi only felt pain in her heart. The string she had originally been barely maintaining a semblance of reason had also let out a light sound before breaking completely.

Her long hair moved without any wind, and her eyes were like two small black holes that swallowed everything in their surroundings. She then looked straight at the old man, and said word by word: "You're courting death!"

The old man did not take Feng Zhi's words to heart.

To him, whether it was Feng Zhi or the young Golden Dragon King, they were only outstanding youths to him.

If such a junior were to tell him that he was courting death, would he take it to heart?

Of course not.

Feng Zhi, who had long been angered to the extreme, did not continue to be angry because the old man did not think much of it. She extended her hand forward, and a sword appeared in her hand.

The scabbard was black and had a tinge of red. On it were many simple and unadorned patterns. On the handle of the scabbard was a dark red crystal.

Even if the sword was not unsheathed, the tyrannical aura it exuded was something that no one could deny.

The illusionary killing array that Feng Zhi had set up had only caused the old man's expression to change slightly, but after Feng Zhi took out the sword, the old man's face suddenly changed, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes, which had been smiling.

"You dared to hurt him …" Feng Zhi held onto the sword hilt with one hand, and looked at the old man with eyes that seemed to carry a ghostly light.

From the moment he appeared until now, this was the first time the old man felt fear in his heart.

With his strength, forget about Profound Martial Continent, even if it was compared to the extremely powerful races that were legendary, he would not be the least bit inferior. However, when he saw this unsheathed sword, the old man subconsciously felt a sense of danger.

It was like …

Being stared at by some peerless beast made everyone's hair stand on end. A sense of awareness welled up in their hearts. As long as they were not careful, they would feel hatred for this sword.