Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor

"Don't be afraid, I will be nice to you."

When Feng Jiu heard this sentence from the gray-clothed old man's mouth, he only felt a bit of chills, goose bumps came out, and even the corners of his mouth twitched.

Especially, the old man stared at her with a pair of excited and weird eyes, that kind of nausea, one can imagine.

She glanced at him, rubbed her goosebumps arm with her hands, and said unceremoniously: "Old man, you don't take a mirror to look at your old face that looks like a dry orange when you talk. The person in the coffin is so shameless."

The mocking and contemptuous words caused the gray-clothed old man's eyes to sink, and even the smile on his face was constricted, staring at her with a sullen air of prey.

"The old man puts you into a kung fu furnace, that is worthy of you!"

"Practicing furnace tripod?"

Feng Jiuwei yelled, looked at it from the bottom up, and sarcastically said, "I don't see that you are an old thing or a pervert? But, you are all a lot of age, that thing can still be used?"

"presumptuous!"

He drank sternly with anger, his chest undulating with anger, his eyes violently open, glaring at her, the next moment, the gray figure flew out like lightning, and his skinny palms snapped towards Feng Jiu like claws.

Feng Jiu's expression suddenly changed, and her fierce aura burst out in an instant. She greeted her with half-squinted eyes with a bloodthirsty aura. The strange footwork drove the figure to move, and a dagger in her hand. Turning around, stab the gray-clothed old man with a flow of profound energy.

"Small bugs!"

The gray-clothed old man sneered, flipped his hand, and easily avoided Feng Jiu's attack. When he blocked her dagger with one hand, he buckled her with the other.

The hand was clasped by the gray-clothed old man, Feng Jiu immediately leaned forward with strength, and while she was free from the old man's five-finger clasp, he raised his foot and passed by, listening only as the foot force with profound energy swept across the air. Bringing up a fierce whistling air current, the old man didn't notice, the calf bone was kicked and the knee bends. When the person squatted down, he quickly leaped back and retreated away from Feng Jiu .

Feng Jiu attacked again without stopping. She knew that the movement of the two elders' bodies blasting in mid-air had alarmed all the forces in Yunyue City. Those people would definitely rush here. Right now, all she has to do is Those people dealt with this old man before they arrived!

"Hiss!"

The old man stood in balance, and saw the dagger wiping his neck with a cold light on his face. He was shocked that he leaned back and kicked his foot. Unexpectedly, the woman retreated suddenly, originally wiping his neck. The blade of the dagger pierced the calf where he kicked.

The force of the stab and the force of his kicking almost came together, piercing his leg alive, and he only heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing the flesh and blood. The pain caused the strength of his body to burst out.

"what!"

A powerful Wuzong aura suddenly shot out from his body, and the strong profound energy rushing out fiercely knocked Feng Jiu away.

"puff!"

Feng Jiu, who fell several meters, had a severe pain in her heart, and she spewed a mouthful of blood, her heart pulse was damaged, and her breath suddenly became weak.

Seeing the old man pulling out the dagger and throwing it into the flames, walking towards her step by step, she narrowed her eyes, and stood up against the wind without panic enduring the pain of her heart.

Raising his hand, the blood on the corner of his mouth formed a complex and ancient mark. At this moment, the indifferent voice seemed to be a groan from ancient times, melodious and mysterious...

"With my blood, break your shackles!"

"In my name, I order you to show your true body!"