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In front of others, she had always maintained her best side, even in battle.

Feng Shuixi raised her hand slightly, and said in a soft and gentle voice: "With how heavily injured you are, you won't be able to escape from their palms. Hand the river of stars to me, and I'll let you leave alive. How about it?"

Yun Jinxiu laughed coldly, "You want Xinghe?"

Feng Shuixi said: "If you were a wise person …"

"In your dreams." Yun Jinxiu interrupted her indifferently.

Feng Shuixi's face congealed, and then he laughed: "I am curious, what kind of courage did you have to actually dare to openly fight against Feng Family, and rely on those three divine tools? If you do not have the Divine Equipment, you will not be able to withstand a single blow! "

There was no doubt about the strength of the Feng Family. In the entire Eastern Desolation, there was no power that dared to openly oppose the Feng Family.

The feeling of superiority that comes from a super big clan, was innate. One day, when this feeling of superiority was openly provoked, Feng Family's reaction was not anger, but a sneer.

All these big words were meant for the weak. For the truly strong, provocation was equivalent to being humble.

In Feng Shuixi's opinion, the black cloaked man in front of him was a lowly and weak person.

Her breath flowed, and several streaks of dazzling silk danced behind her, making her appear even more beautiful than a fairy.

Before this, Yun Jinxiu had also guessed who this Feng Shuixi was. After all, she had never seen her take out her own martial spirit, but now, she suddenly understood that Feng Shuixi's martial spirit was none other than this dazzling ribbon.

Forging a belt with a tool?

Yun Jinxiu's eyes turned slightly cold: "Feng Family, I'm about to exterminate Feng Family."

The dazzling ribbon suddenly straightened out, and not only was Feng Shuixi not angered, he laughed gently, "You're really bold. I don't know if you can kill Feng Family, but right now, I'll kill you first."

As her voice fell, the silk ribbon was already right in front of Yun Jinxiu.

Yun Jinxiu suddenly made her move, and with a "clang" sound, the silk ribbon was grabbed by her palm.

That seemingly soft silk belt was unexpectedly tough. If Yun Jinxiu had not protected the Beast Martial Spirit on his palm, the double palm would probably have been directly torn apart by the ribbon!

Feng Shuixi laughed: "At this level, you are not my match." The silk ribbon suddenly split apart, forming more than ten lines, like a dense array of sharp swords, they pierced towards Yun Jinxiu from all directions.

Yun Jinxiu said as her gaze grew deeper, "It seems that I have overestimated you." Killing intent suddenly flashed past his eyes, Yun Jinxiu suddenly raised his left arm, forcefully suppressing the force in his body, and suddenly smashed towards Feng Shuixi.

At that moment, Feng Shuixi suddenly had a bad premonition. She did not take on this punch of the man in front of her, but instead used the silk ribbon as a barrier while her body retreated like a feather. In the next instant, her expression changed, almost instinctively, as she bent down, and used all her strength to bend her body, but she still heard a 'chi' sound as her sleeve was torn apart by a vine.

"You are the Twin martial spirit!"

Yun Jinxiu helplessly retracted his left arm, but his pair of eyes were ice-cold.

The black silk covering her face was stained with the thick smell of blood. That smell seemed to tempt her to spit out all the smell of blood surging in her chest.

Now that he was facing an enemy on all sides, what Yun Jinxiu was considering was: should he take this opportunity to directly eliminate this beautiful and clean white lotus?

The thought flashed past, and in the next moment, Yun Jinxiu frowned.

The people of Feng Family never thought that Feng Shuixi would actually be injured by the black-robed evil being, and immediately surrounded him.

"Miss!"

"Sister Shuixi!"

Feng Qiyue rushed over in shock. When he saw Xue Daozi on Feng Shuixi's arm, he suddenly exclaimed in anger: "This old fogey dare to hurt Sister Shuixi. Hurry and go, capture him!"

Feng Shuixi's face kept changing.

Old bastard?

Just by hearing the voice, she was able to tell that this black cloaked man before her was definitely a young man. It was just that in the younger generation, she had always been called the proud daughter of heaven, and if she were to identify the black cloaked man now, wouldn't that be slapping herself in the face?

This man must die as soon as possible.

Feng Shuixi did not care about the crowd, his hands formed a seal, and the silk belt around his body became even denser.

A terrifying aura suddenly spread out from her body, and immediately after, with a "boom" sound, those silk ribbons were like swimming snakes, crazily swept towards Yun Jinxiu.

After Yun Jinxiu stuffed a pill into her mouth, she finally felt a slight fluctuation of spirit energy in her dry body. When her hands pressed on the ground, countless thick vines suddenly rose from the ground, and began to gather on the vines as thorns suddenly shot towards the silk belt.

In the distance, Nie Yu said in shock: "Hey, hey, that person is the same as you, a Plant Martial Spirit!"

Sikong Nan's eyes flashed. He might be a Plant Martial Spirit, but he didn't think that he would be able to release such a terrifying plant energy.

Vines... He seemed to have seen it somewhere before …

"Plant Martial Spirit... That, why do I feel that it's familiar? " Chen Yi blinked his watery brown eyes, staring blankly at the four divine tools that had changed color in the air due to the battle.

He seemed to have seen that Great Desolation Cauldron somewhere before …

"No way!" Nie Yu suddenly shouted out, and in the next moment, his mouth was instantly covered.

Murong Li's expression kept changing, but he pretended to be calm: "We must have misjudged him."

Sikong Nan's eyes flashed, then suddenly laughed: "Really?"

His gaze landed on black cloaked man, as if he was thinking about something.

Ah!

Suddenly, a thick vine heavily whipped Feng Shuixi's chest. Feng Shuixi suddenly cried out in pain as his body smashed into the ground.

"Sister Shuixi!" Feng Qiyue's face changed, and immediately ran over.

"Cough …" Yun Jinxiu also spat out a mouthful of blood.

She stared at Feng Shuixi with her deep eyes.

In the next moment, her figure had disappeared from her original location, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of Feng Qiyue, blocking his path.

Feng Qiyue's face changed greatly. "Old thief!"

However, in the next moment, she was sent flying.

The huge vines continued to intertwine, and in the next instant, it had already formed into a gigantic spell formation. With a flash on her palm, her fist that was condensed with force was already smashing towards Feng Shuixi.

Feng Shuixi's face was pale white, she suddenly took out the soft silk cloth, and at the same time, a round Secret Treasure suddenly appeared in her palm, smashing towards the person in front of her.

However, the secret treasure smashed onto black cloaked man with a "peng", but the person did not receive the slightest amount of damage, and did not receive any obstructions, as he tried to grab her.

"How is this possible …" Feng Shuixi opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Although the secret treasure was not as valuable as the archaic artefact, it was still something that belonged to an almighty being of the Primordial Era.