C507 No satisfactory?

If it wasn't for the fact that life and death were at stake, these people would probably have cried out loud.

What do you want!

In this situation, did they dare to take it?

It wasn't easy to finally get their lives back, and they still wanted to spend the rest of their lives in peace. Even if they were crippled, it would be better than losing their lives, how would they dare to take Feng Zhi's sword!

A few people tightly pursed their lips, and didn't dare to say a single word. They could only drag their heavily injured bodies and slowly move backwards, hoping that they could move further away from Feng Zhi.

Seeing them acting this way, Feng Zhi smiled again.

"Aiya, hey, seriously, I've already brought the sword over to you two, yet you two don't want it anymore. This is truly annoying …"

As she spoke, she took a step forward.

The disciples with Feng Family nearly cried out in surprise when they saw this.

Feng Zhi was originally standing on the edge of the crevice, and in front of her was the crevice that looked like the entrance of a gigantic beast. If she stepped on it like this, what would she do if she fell down?

Feng Zhi obviously did not fall down.

She didn't even use her Fire Feather.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword in her hand instantly moved to Feng Zhi's feet. Even if it did not have any physical support, it firmly held Feng Zhi and moved forward with each of Feng Zhi's steps.

With the distance of three to four meters between them, it only took Feng Zhi two breaths of time to arrive at the other side of the crevice, right in front of the other warriors.

"Look, you have that treacherous heart, yet you don't have that kind of courage. It really makes people look down on you, but …" Feng Zhi extended her hand forward, and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword appeared in her hands once again, "Earlier, I gave you guys many chances, and since you chose to throw away your lives because of this, then now, hand over your lives!"

Hearing this, the few warriors all opened their eyes wide in despair. There was fear of death in the depths of their eyes, as well as pleading with Feng Zhi.

begging was naturally to beg Feng Zhi to let them go.

If they could survive, who would be willing to die?

However, Feng Zhi acted as if hshedid not see their expression at all, she raised the Immortal Slaughtering Sword in her hands easily and casually dropped down, as if he had just completed the simplest of actions.

Under this sword, the remaining few warriors all stared into the eternal darkness with their eyes wide open.

At this point, the warriors who were unable to retract their greed before Feng Zhi unleashed her sword, had all fallen for the Immortal Slaughtering Sword that they had been yearning for day and night.

Feng Zhi then looked at the other warriors who had sensed danger long ago, and retreated far away, "Do all of you think that if they knew that this would happen, would they regret it?"

The hearts of those people turned cold.

They wanted to retreat further, but under Feng Zhi's attentive gaze, none of them dared to move an inch.

When they sensed danger earlier, these people decided to retreat first. However, they didn't leave. They decided to stay and check the situation first. They didn't have the mindset of picking up a loophole again if they had the chance.

And now, they were incomparably glad of their decision.

However …

Whether Feng Zhi would let them off or not was a question.

"Miss … Miss Feng Zhi …" The few of them looked at each other, and for the sake of their lives, one of them trembled and said, "It is my eyes that are blind to fail to recognize Mt. Tai, I hope that Miss Feng Zhi will be magnanimous. Please forgive us this time, I swear that from today onwards, we will never step foot into Feng Family's territory again!"

A group of experts with strength at least above the Martial King realm were actually bowing their heads to a young girl who was only seventeen years old. In the eyes of those who did not know, this might be absurd or even tragic.

However, the current Feng Zhi, was someone that no one could ever give birth to a feeling of discord from.

Feng Zhi looked at them again.

"I like people who know their place. Since you guys were able to get out of my way earlier, you can be considered to be sensible people as well …" Feng Zhi said, "Consider that I have let you off easily, you guys can go, remember what you said."

If those few people could get Feng Zhi's approval, they would already have a feeling that they were escaping from death, so how would they dare to say "no". Nodding repeatedly, they turned around and left the mountain behind the Feng Family.

Until now, those warriors who came for the treasures had either died or left, leaving behind only the five Martial Saint s that Feng Zhi had especially spared a breath for.

As he slowly walked back, Feng Zhi's skirt, which was obviously beautiful due to it being dyed in blood, came to a stop in front of one of the Martial Saint s.

The five Martial Saint s had long ago become breathless, their spirit, which had been ignited by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, became sluggish once again under the might of Feng Zhi exterminating all the warriors with one sword strike.

Seeing Feng Zhi in front of their eyes, the five Martial Saint s revealed the deepest fear.

Although they were heavily injured to the point of death, before this, they had been certain that Feng Zhi would not kill them.

Martial Saint were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns in the entirety of the Profound Martial Continent. Even for ten great clans like Feng Family, a single clan would have at most three to five Martial Saint s.

Right now, they have five Martial Saint s.

With such powerful combat strength, how could any family not be tempted?

Thinking about it, Feng Family already had five people right from the start. If he were to borrow this matter to make the five of them submit to Feng Family, then what kind of leaps and bounds would his Feng Family's strength have?

It was precisely because of this that even though the five Martial Saint s were injured to this extent, they were still somewhat fearless.

In their minds, even if they lost, even if they came here for the Feng Family, or perhaps, the treasures in Feng Zhi's hands, not only would Feng Zhi not kill them, she would even take out the highest quality medicinal pellets and cure their injuries, and apologize to them in a good mood.

But the ideal was very full, and the reality was very hard.

Now, they weren't sure.

Feng Zhi's viciousness had completely surpassed their imagination. Even after killing so many people, there were not even a tiny bit of change in their expressions. Who knew that Feng Zhi could really tolerate them?

The five Martial Saint s all wanted to say something.

However, they were all seriously injured, and their breathing had to be labored, let alone talking!

Hence, he could only watch as Feng Zhi walked over.

Feng Zhi smiled as she looked at the five, "Five seniors of Martial Saint, were you satisfied with the show you saw?"

The five of them blinked desperately.

Satisfied, of course I'm satisfied!

In their lives, this was the most satisfactory scene they had ever seen.

Feng Zhi understood what they meant, and nodded her head, "Since the seniors are satisfied, then I can relax, and look, I truly have good intentions, even an enemy like the seniors, was able to make you all enjoy such a big show, before you all die, seniors, you guys are not losing too much money …"

If the five Martial Saint members had the strength at this time, they would definitely jump up.