Even from this distance, Shen Jia could see the cold and emotionless killing intent radiating from Jian Ruyi eyes as she slowly began to draw her sword.
The sword slid free with a soft, chilling light .
The sound alone seemed to make the air grow heavier.
The demonic disciples, who had been laughing while circling the two battered righteous cultivators like wolves hunting a prey looked a bit surprised at Jian Ruyi's sudden appearance.
After realizing she was a woman, they became even more excited.
But....
One of them, a tall man with a scar carved across his cheek, who clearly seem to be the group leader due to his powerful cultivation.
He currently frowning as he watched Jian Ruyi approach slowly with her unsheathed sword.
Unlike the others, he was much more cautious.
And a bad feeling crept into his heart as he instinctively took a few steps back.
"Haha, how lucky ! To finally find another female disciple after so long !"
