And behind him, Leng Shuang and the others also walked out, with traces of the battle on their bodies, obviously, they had fought with the person who quietly sneaked into the back mountain.

"Master, the people in the back mountains have all been solved."

Bai Xiao shouted, seeing that the Yuanying monk was retreating step by step in her hands, she picked up the instrument in her hand and put it to her mouth and blew it, as the sound of the instrument came out, those fierce beasts pounced on those monks one by one as if they were crazy, and without their hands, those evil cultivators who could not carry their spiritual power to fight were torn to pieces one by one under the claws of the fierce beasts.

The terrible scream was accompanied by the strong smell of blood in the air, and in less than a pillar of incense, the flesh and blood on the ground were blurred, and none of the dozens of evil cultivators survived......

"Ahh

A miserable scream came, and Bai Xiao and the others also looked over there, only to see that one of the legs of the Yuanying Evil Cultivator was cut off by the Qingfeng Sword, and his whole person flew out because of this, and he couldn't stand up after falling to the ground.

Feng Jiu approached step by step, looking at the evil cultivator who was struggling and wailing on the ground covered in blood, and the killing intent in his eyes was churning: "Have you figured out how to die?"

The evil cultivator was cut off with one hand and one foot, unable to dodge, unable to escape, could only sit there and stare at Feng Jiu with a murderous aura: "Who are you?" Can the cultivation of the pinnacle of the foundation hurt me so much? Who are you! ”

"Heh, you dare to provoke me without even knowing who I am?" She sneered, and pointed the sword in her hand, straight at his dantian: "Don't think about trying to escape from Yuanying, there are few people I want to kill."

The Yuanying monk's face was pale, cold sweat the size of a bean bead oozed from his forehead, he stared at Feng Jiu in front of him, laughed suspiciously, gritted his teeth, and wanted to explode and commit suicide, who knows, Feng Jiu, who had already understood his intentions, shot out a few silver needles in his hand, and his whole person collapsed, as if he was unconscious.

"Take him back, don't let him die easily." She said in a cold voice, glancing at the dead evil cultivators around her, and said to a few people, "Clean up." Then, he stepped into the manor first.

Killing those people still can't let her go. Kill those people, Xiang Hua, and he won't come back to life. He hadn't been with her for long, and his sworn voice still echoed in his head.

It's just that such a person is dead now.

She knew that this might be just the beginning, not the end. As long as she walks on this path, the people around her may face all this, and they may be burdened by her and die because of her.

Everyone watched her walk towards the manor with the Qingfeng Sword in her hand, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, but they didn't know what to say, so they had to listen to her words and deal with this place first.

Xiang Hua's death brought them a blow, and it was also a vigilance, letting them know that if someone really wanted their lives and designed them, with their current strength, they really only had the end of Ren Zai and Ren Scraping.

"The more seriously injured ones go back to bandage first, and the lightly injured ones clean up the field with me." Du Fan said, taking a few lightly injured people to dispose of the corpses outside.

Luo Yu and many others moved the Yuan Infant Evil Cultivator inside, locked it in the dungeon and then left, and when they came outside, the two looked at Feng Jiu's courtyard, sighed lightly in their hearts, and turned around to go back to the room to deal with the wounds first.