Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

Ji Feng looked around, alert for the disappearing golden sword, and suddenly he felt his arm lose feeling.

He looked at his right hand holding the sword with some confusion, and his eyes were stunned. His right hand, which had originally held the sword and slashed out several sword energies, was now empty at the connection with the shoulder.

"my hand?"

The scene was almost silent again, and everyone was dumbfounded. They thought that Ji Jianshen's attack was a sure win, but they didn't expect that Song Yu would break his arm after just one fight. Several people who had threatened Song Yu before now lowered their bodies and hid in the crowd, fearing that Song Yu would see them.

Ji Feng felt dizzy and looked at the ground stiffly. Sure enough, he saw a severed arm holding a sword. "Is this my hand?"

The next moment, a piercing pain arose, and a large amount of blood dripped onto the ground. The gushing blood almost turned half of Ji Feng's body bloody.

The severe pain made him unable to stand steadily, and the massive loss of blood made his face turn pale. He leaned forward and knelt on the ground.

Ji Feng gritted his teeth and reached out to press several acupuncture points on his right arm. Then the blood from the broken arm became much less, until only a few sporadic blood flowed out.

Song Yu looked at Ji Feng expressionlessly the whole time. She could have killed her directly if she had aimed at his forehead.

Ji Feng naturally knew this truth. For a moment, his heart was filled with panic. His eyes were bloodshot at this moment. He stared at Song Yu, but did not dare to show any resentment in his eyes.

"Miss Song, you win. This is a feud between you and Governor Li, so I will not get involved." After saying that, he looked at Song Yu cautiously, but Song Yu still had that expressionless face. For a moment, Ji Feng couldn't make up his mind.

"Send my Song family's precious sword into my hands."

Ji Feng's forehead was now covered with cold sweat. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but his face seemed a little embarrassed. He had finally sealed the acupuncture points on the broken arm. Now if he moved, the blood would flow, and his broken arm would inevitably bleed again, and the pain of the broken arm would come back again.

"Song, hiss, girl, I have no grudges against your Song family, please let me go."

Song Yu took a deep breath, and his tone became even colder. "I said, bring my Song family's sword to me."

The coldness in her tone made Ji Feng feel as if his soul was frozen. Only then did he realize that he had no right to reason with the girl in front of him.

He bent down and picked up the sword with one hand. His body moved too much, which inevitably pulled the muscles in his arm. Another sharp pain came. He almost paused in holding the sword, and after a while, he finally took the sword in his hand.

Then he stood up and walked towards Song Yu step by step.

Song Yu still looked at him expressionlessly. Ji Feng's wound had split open again, and blood was flowing down his clothes to his feet. Almost every step he took left a bloody footprint. If an ordinary person had lost so much blood at this moment, he would probably have lost half his life. However, a martial arts master like Ji Feng only turned a few inches paler at this moment.

Finally, he walked up to Song Yu, holding the sword in one hand and wanted to hand it to Song Yu.

The moment he approached, Ji Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "How dare you, a mere girl, humiliate me like this!"

He is known as the Sword God of the West Sea. Although it is a bit of an empty reputation, his attainments in swordsmanship are real. At this moment, at such a close distance, even if this witch knows some magic, he has the confidence to cut off her head before she casts the spell.

"Go to hell!" Ji Feng shouted, and the sword in his hand almost turned into a white light.

But what was faster than him was the golden light that emerged from his neck.

The hand holding the sword was still a step slower and stopped just before it reached Song Yu's body.

Ji Feng was indeed a martial arts master. Even though half of his throat was cut, he did not die immediately.

He opened and closed his mouth, and some intermittent sounds came out of his mouth, "How... did you know...?"

Ji Feng has been in the martial arts world for decades, and he thought that his acting skills just now were that of a veteran who has been in the martial arts world for decades. No one should have been fooled by him. He didn't understand how the teenage girl in front of him could see through his tricks.

An inexplicable emotion flashed in Song Yu's eyes. "The Fairy said that if you want to cut the grass, you must remove the root. I never thought of letting you go from the beginning."

"Fairy...madam...who are you?" Ji Feng murmured finally and closed his eyes forever.

Song Yu bent down, picked up the blood-stained sword, and looked forward again.

This time, everyone could no longer remain calm and began to beg for mercy.

"Miss Song, I'm innocent. I was forced to come here. Please let me go."

"It's the prefect, they are all prefects. He is the one who forces us all the time and there is nothing we can do."

"Yes, yes, yes. If you want to kill someone, just kill the governor. He's in the back, right there!"

Li Zhong cursed from the back, asking why you never said anything when you were getting benefits on other days, but now that disaster is imminent you say you were forced to do it.

But he didn't expect that Ji Feng would be defeated so quickly, without even giving him time to escape.

He took a look at the beautiful woman at the gate, and at this moment he felt cold from head to toe.

"My little...door, come on! No matter how powerful her magic is, it can only kill one person. I don't believe her magic is infinite. Whoever can kill her will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and land! Let your children and grandchildren become wealthy families!"

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward, and sure enough, a dozen soldiers immediately stood up.

Song Yu didn't even look at them. When the golden sword moved, a dozen blood flowers bloomed. The sounds of several soldiers falling to the ground calmed the soldiers down.

After all, no matter how high the reward is, what’s the use if you don’t have the life to receive it.

Li Zhong was right. Even though manipulating the golden sword talisman did not require her own spiritual power, the mental power consumed was real. After a long battle, her mental power at the first level of Qi training could not last long.

But these mortals in the courtyard were far from enough to consume all her mental power.

She raised her foot and walked forward, with golden swords surrounding her, and everyone was shocked and stepped back.

She looked at a fat man in fancy clothes who was squeezed to the edge, his huge belly looked like he was six months pregnant.

"Li Er, the great official Li, would marry a concubine every year, but without exception, none of these concubines survived past the first year."

"You tell me why."