"The Ancient Sword of Qingfeng!"
Upon seeing the sword, the two Golden Core monks' eyes lit up in a frenzy. It was like they wanted to take the sword for themselves as they leaped towards it. Whilst the Nascent Soul monks hadn't made it near enough, they could snatch the sword out of her hands, and it would belong to them!
The pressure from the Golden Core monks were released in an instant, an invigorating flow of air nearly ten feet tall came off the two men's bodies. The leaves on the ground were swept up by this airflow, and flew about in the wind.
Feng Jiu paid no attention to the people attacking from behind her. At that moment she only wanted to kill one person, and then deal with another person. Therefore, her spirit energy was at its peak when the people behind her summoned up their Golden Core energy.
