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However, even if the old man sensed the danger, he didn't show much emotion other than vigilance.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Zhi, and slowly said: "Little girl, even if you have this sword, you can't do anything to me. With your strength, this sword, I am afraid you will be the first to wound yourself."

There was no expression on Feng Zhi's face.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with what the old man said.

The sword in her hand was called the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, it was her sect's treasure that she inherited, it was a true immortal equipment.

When Feng Zhi read the sect inheritance letter left behind by his sect, he had seen it before. There were several times where his sect had almost been annihilated, and it was all because of his sect's top genius that managed to turn the tide with this Immortal Slaughtering Sword.

One could imagine how powerful this sword was.

However, such a strong power obviously required the user to have the ability to match it.

Since the day Feng Zhi received her sect's inheritance, she had obtained this Immortal Slaughtering Sword, but in all these years, she had never tried to use this sword. The reason was because her strength was too weak.

Feng Zhi had secretly predicted that if she wanted to unleash the full power of this Immortal Slaughtering Sword, she would need to be at least at the Large Success stage. She could probably use about 30% of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword's strength at the Spirit Transformation stage, and with 10% of her Efferent Phase Stage, she could only use 1% of her Infant Stage.

However, she was only in the Aurous Core stage.

He was not even in the later stages of the Aurous Core stage, but rather, a mere early stage of the Aurous Core stage.

Even if she had the Immortal Slaughtering Sword in her hands, she wouldn't even be able to unleash a ten thousandth of her strength, and she would have to pay a huge price herself.

But...

Feng Zhi looked at the old man coldly and spat out a few words, "So what?"

Even if she had to injure herself first, she had to chop down this old man who had appeared out of nowhere with her sword!

After Feng Zhi finished speaking, she no longer paid any attention to the old man and first threw a Spirit Recovery Pill into his mouth. Then, she focused all of her attention onto the Immortal Slaughtering Sword in his hands.

The Origin Returning Pill that Feng Zhi produced had an overbearing effect. In just a short moment, Feng Zhi could feel that the spiritual energy in her body that had been emptied had already recovered by 40 to 50%.

With one hand on the sword hilt, her palm perfectly fit the scarlet red crystal stone on the sword hilt. Afterwards, she poured all of her spiritual energy into that crystal stone …

Compared to the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the bit of spirit energy that Feng Zhi had just recovered was not even worth mentioning, not even a little bit.

Therefore, Feng Zhi steeled her heart and threw a handful of Returning Energy Pills into her mouth. She endured the swelling pain from the spirit energy that surged in her body, and pushed the spirit energy into the Immortal Slaughtering Sword once again.

The next moment...

Feng Zhi's right hand held onto the sword hilt tightly, her left thumb was on the sword hilt, lightly pushing the sword sheath outwards.

It was clearly an extremely ordinary action, yet it was as if Feng Zhi had used up all of her strength. Her face was even paler than the highest grade of xuan paper.

Just when Feng Lai and Feng Ming were slightly worried, and almost cried out loud.

Everyone in the courtyard heard an extremely clear and melodious clang sound enter their ears.

It was the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed.

Everyone couldn't help but set their gazes on the Immortal Slaughtering Sword in Feng Zhi's hands. At the same time, gave them a thumbs up, causing the ancient patterned sword sheath to move outwards by about half a finger's worth of distance.

Right at this moment, the air in the entire courtyard suddenly became cold. It was as if everyone had suddenly come from the scorching summer to the extreme south of the ice plains.

Then, everyone saw Feng Zhi's face suddenly light up.

That was the light that was reflected on her face by the small fragment of the sword that was revealed. Feng Zhi looked at the short, little snow-white blade that was reflected in her pair of eyes that seemed to be neither happy nor angry.

The blade stood straight, and Feng Zhi fiercely pushed the small blade toward the old man.

The expression on the face of the old man, who had not paid much attention to Feng Zhi's actions in the first place, changed drastically. Without any hesitation, she stomped her foot and leaped high into the air.

However, this was a sect treasure of Feng Zhi's sect. If it was so easily dodged, how could it be worthy of the title "Slaughterer"?

As a result, even though the old man had already used his fastest speed to dodge in the air, he was still unable to escape from the sword light. After the sword hum sounded out, that sword light slowly disappeared, Feng Zhi and the others looked towards the old man, only to see that the old man in front of Feng Zhi's illusionary killing array had a few cuts on him. At this time, her body had an additional terrifying wound that extended from her left chest to her right lower abdomen.

"Hiss …"

No matter if it was Feng Lai Feng Ming, or Long Yan who had already changed back into his human form and retreated a few steps while clutching his chest, he could not help but take in a breath of cold air.

They had all seen how powerful this old man was with their own eyes. It could be said that this old man was definitely an expert who far surpassed the Martial Saint realm, and was extremely likely to be the mysterious person who was at the top of the Martial Saint. But right now, such a genuine expert, was only able to receive one of those heavy injuries from one of Feng Zhi's strikes.

But in the next moment, thinking back to what the old man had said, that the power of the sword was too strong, that Feng Zhi would definitely injure herself first and then injure others, Long Yan's face changed. Taking a few steps forward, she grabbed onto Feng Zhi's arm and cried out: "Feng Zhi!"

Hearing Long Yan's cry of alarm, Feng Lai and Feng Ming finally regained their senses from their shock and they both surrounded Feng Zhi.

At this time, Feng Zhi was on the verge of collapse, her face was pale white, her Profound Spirit Qi was faintly discernable, if not for the occasional sound of her breathing, Long Yan would probably have thought of the worst case scenario.

After being grabbed by Long Yan, Feng Zhi's body, which had originally been barely able to keep standing, immediately went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Seeing that, Long Yan immediately hugged Feng Zhi.

"Feng Zhi, what's wrong!" Long Yan and Feng Lai Feng Ming both looked anxious.

Then, Feng Lai and Feng Ming thought about how they had hurriedly taken out the jade bottles of pills with all kinds of magical effects that Feng Zhi had given them before they went to participate in the Dragon Pass competition. Whether it was the Destruction Pellet to treat internal injuries, the Life Continuing Pill to save one's life, the Spring Restoration Pellet to treat external injuries, or the Breaking Limb Pellet to regenerate limbs, all of these were stuffed into Feng Zhi's mouth in one go.

It was unknown if they had accidentally used the right pellet, but in short, after consuming a few of these pellets, Feng Zhi's expression finally became slightly better.

Seeing this, the injured old man couldn't help but spit out angrily, "You little brats, you only know how to destroy things. Don't worry, she won't die!"