"Hmph, a mere early Spirit Severing cultivator dares to boast so shamelessly in front of me. Do you really think you can defeat me?"
Facing Qin Fengming, the strange expression on the female cultivator's face vanished in an instant. Shock and fury suddenly filled her features, and amid her cold snort, her figure flickered, causing a mass of rosy light to flash into being.
The female cultivator's figure suddenly vanished within the rosy light, leaving no trace behind.
Blue light flickered in Qin Fengming's eyes, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as the female cultivator disappeared.
"To capture you, this Qin really won't have to trouble himself much." As his voice rang out, Qin Fengming's figure abruptly vanished as well.
A loud thud of flesh rang out, followed by a terrified cry that suddenly echoed through the area. Two figures appeared in midair at the same time.
Yet the female cultivator was now utterly flustered. She stared blankly ahead with wide eyes at the empty space before her, her face filled with disbelief.
Behind the female cultivator, Qin Fengming stood with his right hand clasped behind his back, while his left hand gripped her neck.
"You wanted to compete with this Qin in physical strength, but you're far too inferior... Hm, Fellow Daoist Hu has returned. Why haven't you shown yourself? Could it be that you still want to launch a sneak attack on this Qin?"
Qin Fengming's originally calm expression suddenly changed. He slowly turned his head and looked to one side, speaking in the same flat tone.
The female cultivator in his grasp suddenly dimmed in the eyes at his words and promptly fainted.
A mass of murky yellow mist curled around her before vanishing without a trace.
Fighting Winged Race