"Release?" Elder Shentu was extremely unhappy. Just because the enemy was a follower of the Ninth Spirit, they would overlook his crimes of blood and let him go!

"Mm." Feng Xueya nodded.

Lan Huayi bit her lip, equally unhappy.

"Alright." Elder Shentu retracted the Demon Fishing Rod, restoring the Ghost-Faced Ape's freedom.

"My thanks to you three. When this humble creature returns, I will definitely counsel the Ninth Spirit, even persuade her. I will help you three to tide through these hard times."

The Ghost-Faced Ape smiled and turned, preparing to leave quickly.

Just at this moment, a golden sword appeared in Feng Xueya's hands. In a flash, he appeared behind the Ghost-Faced Ape. The golden sword in his hand had skewered the Ghost-Faced Ape.

"Keh...."

The Ghost-Faced Ape collapsed limply to the floor.

"You!"

He was answered with Feng Xueya's cold smile and the sword in his hand!

Slash, slash, slash!

The sword cut the Ghost-Faced Ape into a thousand pieces.

The Ghost-Faced Ape could...