บท 1833: Cutting down the trashy weeds (2)

Wu Junfen's spiritual energy was too strong, which terrified everyone, causing the women to step back almost at once. The breeze that swept past them made them all raise their hands and touch their necks as if the wind flow had chopped off their necks. 

On the other hand, Pang Yu's face started to turn blue from the chokehold that Yu Dong had on her neck. She tried to break free of Yu Dong but her hold on Pang Yu was like iron grips. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake off Yu Dong. 

The villagers looked at Yu Dong and Wu Junfen. They wanted to charge ahead and save Pang Yu, but as soon as one of them made a move, Yu Dong raised the long sword in her hand and stemmed it in the ground so hard that the entire blade went down. 

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will cut off her head," Yu Dong said sinisterly. Her icy voice was like a spell that made everyone freeze almost immediately. "Let's see if you are faster or my blade."