Even though Su Yang, a Xuanhuang Eight-Star, was injured, he still displayed the power of a Seven-Star. Coupled with his rich combat experience, his strength should not be underestimated.
Feng Qingcheng has just been promoted to the same level as him and has little combat experience, so she can't help but feel that this is a small challenge.
She also concentrated her most powerful crimson energy and poured it into the purple light. The purple light sword became bewitching and eerie, and in an instant, sword energy surged! Feng Qingcheng held the sword, becoming one with it, and transformed into a graceful arc as she rushed into Su Yang's tsunami.
Su Yang did not expect that she would not avoid the challenge but instead face it head-on.
Are they in such a hurry to die?
If she dies, the efficacy of the divine blood will be greatly reduced by half.
Thinking this, Su Yang also went to meet them.
Soon, their swords clashed, producing a series of metallic clangs!
bite!
Feng Qingcheng's sword was, after all, a purple-glowing weapon; how could Su Yang's sword possibly be a match for it?
If Feng Qingcheng hadn't used only a third of her power, Su Yang's sword would have broken into several pieces long ago.
In an instant, all that could be seen was the surging sea and the rainbow-like sword energy!
After a dozen or so moves, Su Yang's sword was covered in wounds.
He was completely dumbfounded.
Princess An was actually able to fight him amidst his tsunami; could she also be at the Xuanhuang level? Su Yang used all her strength, spinning around with the help of the rolling tsunami, and unleashed a barrage of deadly sword energy!
Instead of avoiding it, Feng Qingcheng poured even more fiery red into it and faced the challenge head-on!
With a single move, Zi Mang extinguished Su Yang's sword light, neutralized his sword energy, and severed his sword!
The sword broke, and the person was injured.
Su Yang couldn't help but take a few steps back, spitting out blood!
Feng Qingcheng had no intention of playing along with him any longer. She brandished her longsword, and the dazzling sword light shot directly towards Su Yang like lightning.
"ah!"
Su Yang looked at her severed hand and screamed in pain.
He lost? How is that possible?
Su Yang looked at the woman in disbelief.
Feng Qingcheng smiled wickedly: "Are you not convinced?"
Su Yang said, "How could you possibly win if you didn't use poison?"
Feng Qingcheng narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly: "It's very simple, because I'm at the same level as you. Sparring with you is just for training. You're too weak, you're simply wasting my time."
He was looked down upon by a mere, inexperienced young girl.
This is absolutely the biggest blunder in Su Yang's career.
He wanted to escape.
But Feng Qingcheng gave him no chance.
With a sweep of the purple sword, Su Dang was forced to kneel down.
"Princess An, I was ungrateful. Please forgive my foolishness and let me go."
The legendary detective knelt down, pitifully begging Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng pointed her sword at his throat: "You've repeatedly caused trouble, do you think I'll let you off the hook?"
"Please don't kill me, I beg you." Su Yang kept kowtowing.
Feng Qingcheng said, "Tell me which families are the masterminds, and I will leave you a complete corpse."
Su Yang shook her head: "Your Highness, I really don't know. I was led here in a daze. They said your blood is divine blood, and that drinking a sip will allow you to advance in cultivation at an incredible speed."
Detective Su is desperately stalling for time.
Why aren't these big shots here yet?
If they come, he will be saved.
Why are you so late, you bunch of good-for-nothings?
How could Feng Qingcheng not know what he was thinking?
She then took out her purple sword and slashed at his other hand.
"ah."
Su Yang screamed again.
"I originally intended to leave you with a whole corpse, but since you don't cherish it, then I will cut you into many pieces!"
That Princess An is a devil!
That's so cruel!
Su Yang was scared.
“I said, I’ll tell you everything I know.”
"I contacted almost all of those major families, but they all refused to listen to me. Later, they contacted me again through a communication talisman. We performed the blood-draining spell at the same time. I really don't know which families were involved. I only know that there were eight people in total, including me. Their strength was all above mine, and they must have been at the ancestral level."
Feng Qingcheng probably guessed which seven families those were.
An enemy of Prince An.
"Your Highness, I have lost both hands now, please spare me?" Su Yang pleaded pitifully.
Feng Qingcheng said, "You may not have hands, but you still have feet. A demon like you, who knows how many people will die at your hands if you live another day. Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven to bring about justice."
"No, Your Highness!"
No matter how much Su Yang wailed, Feng Qingcheng still ended his life with a single sword strike.
After slaying a powerful figure like Su Yang, the Purple Light Sword became even more lustrous. After absorbing Su Yang's essence, it advanced further into the spatial realm.
Feng Qingcheng was speechless for a moment.
Is the purple mango on strike again?
What is she going to do now?
There are seven more big shots.
Su Yang's death left a gap in the Blood-Guiding Array.
Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed.
Heaven is on my side; I can go out now.
Just as she was about to walk out through the gap with an arrogant and domineering gait, a powerful aura of a strong person forced her back.
The masked man in black, number 1, walked into the formation.
Damn it, what kind of skill is it to wear a mask?
If you dare to do it, why are you afraid of being recognized?
Feng Qingcheng had already cursed the black-clad man's ancestors for eight generations in her heart.
She squeezed the poison in her hand, wondering how much would be needed to kill the man.
"You actually killed Detective Su?" Black-Clad Number One looked at Su Yang, who was dead in the formation, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Detective Su had both arms cut off before he died?
How did Princess An, a mere Xuanzong-level official, manage to achieve this?
Black-Clad Number One felt both curious and extremely excited.
Divine Blood!
Yes, it must be divine blood!
Very good!
Feng Qingcheng sensed that Number 1 was about to suck her dry, and she straightened her back: "That's right, my poison is invincible and can kill without leaving a trace. How dare you all provoke me?"
The man in black, number one, said, "Your Highness, for big shots like us, there might not be enough time to take out your poison."
Oh, so it's a speed contest?
But to be honest, poisons are in short supply lately, and there are only three Deadly Pills left.
The medicinal herbs are hard to find.
A powerful aura of a strongman descended.
Feng Qingcheng clenched her fingers and held on desperately.
In the blink of an eye, she spat out a mouthful of blood!
The little pig said she needed to gain experience and she couldn't give up.
"Hurry and hide in the space. A big shot like him could kill you just by releasing his pressure," the little dragon on your wrist said.
Feng Qingcheng felt that Xiaolong was right.
Training should be tailored to the individual.
This big shot is way above her level. It's predicted to be a five-star Xuanzun, a full six stars higher than her. How could she possibly beat him?
Feng Qingcheng stopped pretending and entered her personal space.
"Master, are you alright?" Xiao Hei quickly handed her a glass of water.
This guy is really nice.
Feng Qingcheng drank the water, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes to rest and recuperate.
Her internal organs were all damaged.
If that guy had just used a spell, she would probably be dead.
It is said that Number 1 originally intended to use the power of a strong person to suppress her, and then capture Feng Qingcheng alive to absorb her divine blood, but unexpectedly, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Could it be that Princess An possesses the ability to become invisible?
Number 1 is furious!
"Princess An, come out here."
Black-Clad Number One unleashed a barrage of spells in all directions, causing a series of booming sounds.
Inside the space, Feng Qingcheng was using blue light to repair her internal organs.
You can't stay in the formation for too long, or you'll be in danger.
When she finally finished repairing herself, the purple light mischievously ran into her hand again, trembling with excitement.
It's clear that Zi Mang is arrogant and wants to go out and kill that big shot.
Feng Qingcheng stroked it: "Zimang, we're not even enough to fill their teeth."
The purple light trembled even more violently.
Suddenly, Feng Qingcheng had a flash of inspiration: Could she control the purple light within the space?
The purple light sensed something in her and trembled with excitement.
In order to maximize the effectiveness of the Purple Light Sword, Feng Qingcheng coated it with poison.
"Purple Light, go."
She cast a spell, and the purple light flew out.
The purple light swiftly pierced towards Black-Clad Number 1.
"Holy crap! This actually works?" Xiao Long was shocked.
Black-Clad Number One never expected that Princess An could actually become invisible!
But she was really funny; did she think that would hurt him?
Number 1 decided to play along and drew his sword to meet her.
Soon, the weapons clashed, making clanging sounds.
However, Black-Clad Number One discovered that this sword emitted a powerful sword aura, which actually surpassed his own sword aura.
What kind of sword is this?
If I could subdue it, my strength would surely increase to a higher level.
Black-Clad Number One suddenly felt that the weapon in his hand was no longer suitable.
Feng Qingcheng originally intended to secretly escape through the gap while Black-Clad Number 1 was fighting with Purple Light.
But just as she emerged from the space, Black-Clad Number 2 entered through the opening.
What bad luck!
A powerful aura of an expert swept over her, and Feng Qingcheng felt that this No. 2 was even more powerful than No. 1.
She didn't dare to be reckless and immediately hid in the space.
At the same time, the purple light's combat strength also showed signs of weakness, and it was even about to be captured by Black-Clad Number One!
Feng Qingcheng immediately summoned the purple light into her space.
This was the first defeat for the Purple Light since the start of the battle, and it was quite temperamental, constantly trembling in the space.
Feng Qingcheng could sense its intense anger.
Feng Qingcheng quickly comforted it: "Zimang, you're already very good. Don't worry, we'll win."
Xiao Long said, "We couldn't even handle one, and now there are two more."
"You jerk, you've been making sarcastic remarks the whole time. If you're so capable, go outside and fight!" Feng Qingcheng was furious.
Little Dragon obediently shut up.
It's afraid of dying too.
Feng Qingcheng looked at her herb garden, and then began to pick various poisons to make poison.
She's going to brew a pot of poison to kill the guys outside!
Feng Qingcheng picked almost all the poisonous plants from the herb garden.
Little Blackie also helped her.
The man and the wolf worked up a sweat, and finally managed to brew a pot of poison.
Feng Qingcheng felt that the poison pills were ineffective, and that she could use poison juice to appear every now and then and splash it on them when they were not paying attention.
At this moment, the two men in black in the formation looked at each other in bewilderment.
Everyone came to drink the blood of the gods, but where is Princess An?
Knowing he was no match for Number 2, Number 1 in black explained, "Princess An can turn invisible. Let's work together to find her. Anyway, she has a lot of blood; one person can't drink it all."
Number 2 nodded.
So the two men in black wandered aimlessly within the formation.
Feng Qingcheng suddenly appeared behind Number 1 and quickly splashed the venom on him!
He immediately went into his spatial dimension after splashing her.
However, Black-Clad Number 1 was, after all, a powerful figure at the Xuanzun level. Even in the face of such an unexpected turn of events, he reacted quickly, realizing the danger and swiftly dodging away.
I wasn't infected at all.
A bowl of poison was wasted.
Feng Qingcheng was extremely depressed.
It seems her hand speed wasn't fast enough.
“Princess An, come out. We only want to drink a sip of your blood. If you donate blood willingly, we will not take your life.”
Nonsense. If you kidnap her and keep her at home, with a bunch of people coming to bleed her dry every day, she'd rather die.
“Princess An, you can’t escape this. Don’t provoke us, or we’ll kill you.”
A provocation tactic?
Feng Qingcheng could not sit idly by and wait for her death.
She changed into a black outfit, transforming herself into "Black Suit Number 3".
However, just as she appeared through the gap, Black-Clad Number 3 entered.
Good heavens, are you kidding me?
She and Blackie No. 3 looked at each other blankly.
Then, before Blackie No. 3 could react, they splashed poison on him.
puff!
Black-Clad Number 3 probably didn't expect this calamity. When he reacted, he immediately unleashed a spell, but a small amount of poison still got on his body.
Feng Qingcheng quickly hid in the space.
The two men in black had learned their lesson and were now standing side by side guarding the gap.
The poison took effect on Black-Clad Number 3, and he sat cross-legged, beginning to expel the poison.
However, the first two men in black seemed intent on killing him.
After all, there are too many monks and not enough porridge, how could they tolerate one more person coming to share the pie?
The two reached an agreement with just a glance.
Just before Black-Clad Number 3 could unleash his power, the two attacked him together.
Black-clad Number 3 was furious.
He stopped transporting drugs and started fighting with the two men.
The two intended to kill him in one move, but they never expected him to be so powerful.
Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed upon seeing this.
A fight broke out.
Come on, it would be best if they all died!
Then Feng Qingcheng reappeared and caused trouble.
The group was engrossed in their fight and didn't notice her, a girl without any spiritual power.
Feng Qingcheng quickly splashed poison behind Black-Clad Number 1.
Black-Clad Number 1 and Black-Clad Number 2 were launching a full-scale attack on Black-Clad Number 3, but they were caught off guard and fell into a trap.
puff!
Black-Clad Number One coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
Because he was poisoned with a whole bowl of poison, a poison that could kill him.
Black-Clad Number 2 was shocked; his ally had been poisoned.
But this is good. Once he kills Number 3 and then Number 1, he can enjoy the divine blood all to himself.
So number 2 played with increasing enthusiasm.
"You focus on expelling the poison. I'll come back to help you after I kill him."
Number 1 doesn't believe it.
These days, there are only long-term interests; where are the true allies?
However, Number 2 became complacent and forgot to be on guard.
Feng Qingcheng appeared behind him and easily splashed poison on him.
Number 2 was infected.
Number 2, fearing death, quickly sat cross-legged to expel the poison.
That poisonous concubine is utterly despicable.
Couldn't she have avoided using poison?
Just as Feng Qingcheng was about to enter the space, Number 3's large hand reached out with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Qingcheng's delicate neck was grabbed by Number 3.
Number 3's strength far surpasses that of Number 1 and Number 2.
Feng Qingcheng wanted to cry.
Both Xiao Hei and Xiao Long were crying.
Feng Qingcheng told herself that she had to calm down.
"Princess An, let's see where you can run now."
Number 3 was very pleased with himself.
Feng Qingcheng said, "Boss, all you want is to drink some blood, right? Hurry up and drink it."
Feng Qingcheng was cunning and treacherous. Number 3, fearing a trap, threatened, "Give me the antidote first. If you dare to cheat, I will kill you before I die from the poison."
Feng Qingcheng said in a trembling voice, "No, no, I'm afraid of dying."
"Hurry up!" Number 3 roared.
Feng Qingcheng stretched out her hand: "My blood can cure all poisons, why don't you take a sip?"
Number 3 got angry and tightened his grip on her neck.
Feng Qingcheng could hardly breathe.
"Do you think I'm a fool? Have you taken poison?"
Well.
How come number 3 is so smart?
She did indeed take poison.
If they drink her blood, they're guaranteed to explode and die.
Feng Qingcheng could only take out a pill and hand it to him: "Here you go."
Number 3 received the antidote.
When their hands touched, Feng Qingcheng suddenly used the Spirit Absorption Technique.
Number 3 first felt a numbness in his body, and then his spiritual energy began to drain away rapidly.
"What did you do to me?" Number 3 roared, wanting to strangle her.
But he found that his hands wouldn't obey him.
Feng Qingcheng laughed: "Your spiritual power is too abundant, Venerable One, lend me some."
Number 3 then remembered that Feng Qingcheng could borrow spiritual power.
"This is sorcery, sorcery!" Number 3 broke down.
Feng Qingcheng laughed: "Your use of improper means to advance is evil magic! I'm just protecting myself, understand?"
"Princess An, please forgive me, I was wrong." Number 3 cried.
Feng Qingcheng said, "It's too late."
She absorbed the spiritual power of a Xuanzun master, so the seal on her physical strength would definitely be completely broken.
They brought this on themselves, so they have no reason to blame her.
She turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise.
When Number 1 and Number 2, who were in the process of expelling the poison, saw this, they were terrified.
How could a mere Xuanzong-level cultivator be so incredibly powerful?
They wanted to take this opportunity to kill her, but they felt that the effectiveness of a dead person's blood would be greatly reduced!
So the two of them struggled to their feet and came to Feng Qingcheng's side at the same time.
Feng Qingcheng was currently absorbing spiritual energy, and she had no way to stop.
To be honest, she only learned half of the Soul Absorption Technique. After she leaves, she must go to the General's Mansion and find the book on the Soul Absorption Technique.
She was certain that the two men wouldn't kill her.
"Your Highness, all we need is blood."
"Your Highness, I apologize."
After they finished speaking, they lifted her sleeve and were taken aback when they saw her fair and beautiful arm.
She truly is the most beautiful woman in Longtai; even her hands are so beautiful.
The two men opened their mouths and bit down on her arm.
Feng Qingcheng did not stop her.
They will explode and die if they dare to drink her blood!
However, before the two men could bite her hand, they were struck by electric shocks.
The electricity that was wrapped around Number 3 was actually being conducted to them.
Their spiritual power was dropping rapidly.
"Why?"
"Why?"
The two were on the verge of tears.
Feng Qingcheng couldn't explain it either.
Could she possibly absorb the spiritual power of three Xuanzun masters at once?
Oh my god, won't she explode and die?
Little Dragon on his wrist was overjoyed: "Want me to kill these people for you?"
Feng Qingcheng retorted angrily, "No need, thank you."
"Princess An, we were wrong, please forgive us."
"Princess An, please, we are willing to serve you like a slave for the rest of our lives."
No matter how much the powerful figures cried and begged Feng Qingcheng, she remained unmoved.
Because she only knows how to inhale, not how to exhale.
She could only gain her freedom when these people's spiritual power dissipated and they died.
If someone were to kill her at this moment, it would be incredibly easy.
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