Chương 3027: The Weakest

"Clang!"

She stretched out her hand and pulled Immortal Chen away as she blocked the sword with Blue Edge in her hand. When the two swords collided, there was a clear crisp sound, and a spark shot out from the blades. 

When the evil cultivator saw the Blue Edge sword in Feng Jiu's hand, the cold stare in his eyes couldn't help but shrink back: "Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed and she pushed Immortal Chen aside. She stepped forward with her sharp sword with the blade turning. Fierce aura covered it with a powerful coercion and the evil cultivator stepped back in panic. 

"Swish!"

An azure light flashed across and the fierce qi slammed against the evil cultivator of Immortal Venerable level. The evil cultivator was unable to dodge in time and let out a muffled snort as he was hit by the airblade on his shoulder. The air blade had nearly sliced off the evil cultivator's whole shoulder and his bones were visible.