Chapter 1973 Chapter 1973 Overkill

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly turned cold, and a powerful coercion instantly enveloped the Tiandan Building. It was the coercion from all sides, directly approaching the Tiandan Building, and went towards Feng Jiu and the others. ??Eight?One Chinese? w?w8w?． ?8811z?w8． ?c1o?m?

"Dealed with it? Heh! Do you think we'll believe it?"

The gray-clothed old man shouted and asked in a gloomy voice, and stared directly at Feng Jiu with menacing eyes. The invisible coercion turned into a series of spiritual stabbing blades that stabbed at Feng Jiu's consciousness. If ordinary people were to be attacked by the power of the peak immortal sage to attack their consciousness with coercion, they would probably not be able to bear it long ago.

However, Feng Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and there was a faint smile on her beautiful face: "If you don't believe me, what should you do?"

As soon as her voice fell, the four people moved their hands, holding weapons in their hands, and said: "If you are alive, you must see people, if you die, you must see corpses! If you don't hand over the corpses, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Is this planning to make a move?" Feng Jiu hooked the corners of her lips: "Think about it, if you make a move, if you want to turn around and escape, you will have no chance."

"Really? Then we want to experience your Excellency's skills! Let me meet you first!"

Among the four, the monk at the peak of Feixian, who was the weakest, let out a deep drink, and charged at Feng Jiu with the long sword in his hand. I saw that the moment he was plundering, the spiritual power breath on his body burst out, and the sharp sword in his hand was covered with a layer of sharp cold light, and the sword energy whizzed away, and the sword energy was overwhelming.

Among the crowd, Yang Xiaoer held her breath nervously, watching the scene ahead worriedly, she couldn't help but tugged on her father's sleeve and asked, "Daddy, sister Feng, can they beat those people?"

Looking at the calm Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Moze, Patriarch Yang thought for a while and said, "It should be possible."

After all, even he couldn't see the strength of these two people. What's more, if they were not sure, how could they dare to provoke these people? I just don't know what level their strength is? Facing these people, how will they fight?

Just as they were watching, they saw that neither Xuanyuan Moze nor Feng Jiu who was dressed in red made a move, but stood quietly, watching, there was still a trace of smugness on Feng Jiu's lips. There was no smile, as if he didn't pay attention to the attacking person.

Just when everyone was worried about her, they saw a gray figure rushing out of the Tiandan building, attacking the monk at the peak of Feixian, and at the same time, a cold snort came out.

"Want to fight my master? Pass me first!"

"Clang!"

The weapons in the hands of the two collided together, and there was a crisp clang sound. The coercion of the Feixian peak dissipated with the fight between the two, permeating the air, and the waves of airflow visible to the naked eye surged and collided. On the ground, as their swords were swung out, there was a whistling sound.

"call out!"

"Clang! Clang! Shoo!"

The two figures fought together, and a stream of air flowed up to the sky, and the sword qi and knife light flew around, causing everyone to retreat again, and on the Tiandan building, there were already a few black men standing at some time. Clothed people, they stood there to block the sword energy, preventing the sword energy from destroying the Tiandan building.

"hiss!"

The person who retreated to the distance gasped and looked at the person standing on the Tiandan Tower: "The people in the Tiandan Tower are actually blocking the sword energy? Well, that is all above the Feixian level The strong man is really, really, too talented!"