Zhou Jianlai nodded.

He hasn't broken through yet, but the sword energy around him is surging, and he seems to be able to break through at any time.

Ye Mingyue looked at Zhang Damao and asked, "How far is it?"

"Already arrived, in the north." Zhang Damao replied.

"Then I'll move closer." Ye Mingyue manipulated the dislocated space and slowly approached the mountain peak where Feng Sijun was.

…

"How about it, am I good?" Qi Yufei landed in front of Feng Sijun, his eyes hopeful, waiting for Feng Sijun's praise.

"Crossing a big realm and defeating the superior, you are indeed powerful." Feng Sijun nodded and admitted.

"But that guy doesn't have martial ethics. You see, he caused wounds all over my body, but I listened to your words more and stopped without hurting him." Qi Yu was so proud that he didn't forget to belittle Duo.

Erjun.

Although Feng Sijun knew that Qi Yu did not leave too many injuries on Duo Erjun, it was not just as he said, but because he did not have the strength to cause so much damage to Duo Erjun, but the last shot was indeed taken by his subordinates.

If you show mercy, Duoerjun would probably be a dead body now, so she sincerely thanked Qi Yu and said, "Thank you for showing mercy."

Qi Yu slumped down on the ground, took out the elixir and took it to heal his wounds, and said: "I promised you not to kill him, and you will naturally keep your word. Who makes you my favorite Xiao Feng'er?"

Feng Sijun shook his head, smiled, and said, "You should hurry up and heal your wounds."

Duo Erjun flew over with a pale face and landed in front of Feng Sijun, but he did not dare and had no shame to look at Feng Sijun. He just lowered his head and blamed himself: "I'm sorry, I lost."

"You tried your best, don't blame yourself." Feng Sijun responded.

Duoerjun opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but he swallowed the words again. He sighed and turned to Qi Yu and said, "Tell me the murderer of Long Siqing, and then I will

leave."

He was ashamed of Feng Sijun and had no face to face her, so avenging Long Siqing became the last thing he could do for Feng Sijun and redeem himself, so he wanted to know who the murderer was.

Qi Yu raised his hand and wiped a handful of blood on the wound on his chest, then flicked it into the air in front of him, using his power to control the blood to outline a portrait in the air.

"It's him!"
Chapter completed!