"Senior brother! There he is! A young disciple dressed in Jiuhua Sect costume held a luminous lantern and shouted loudly pointing in the direction of the black shadow.

In an instant, there was a rustle in the grass and trees! The disciples of the Jiuhua Sect who were quietly dormant in the mountains and forests immediately poured out.

Yang Duyan took the lead, raising his sword and quickly chasing after the black shadow.

Unexpectedly, when the black shadow saw the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect who suddenly appeared, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but instead let out a strange and ugly laugh, and turned around and rushed towards the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect.

Under the bright moonlight, the black shadows walked strangely and elusively.

He easily avoided Yang Duyan's repeated attacks, and his ten fingertips flashed with intense spiritual power, like the sharpest BS in the world, and he clawed the chest of the disciple holding the night lantern, and with one finger, he instantly took out the young disciple's still beating heart!

"Senior Brother Lu Yuan!" Yang Duyan was dumbfounded, and watched the little junior brother who loved to follow him die like this.

He immediately sacrificed the Soul Binding Rope and hit the black shadow, only to see a ribbon emitting purple light flying towards the black shadow like a spirit snake in the moonlight, and at the moment when it approached the black shadow, it suddenly turned into dozens of purple rays of light and entwined the black shadow from all directions.

The black shadow laughed wildly, threw the dead Lu Yuan at Yang Duyan casually, raised his head and swallowed the bloody heart, and a young and hideous face was also exposed to the bright moonlight.

That face turned out to be the youngest and most outstanding disciple of the Jiuhua Sect's generation, Han Jingmo, who had made a name for himself in the cultivation world five years ago.

Han Jingmo is the seventy-second generation disciple of the Jiuhua Sect, and he is also the only descendant disciple under the throne of Yang Kaitian, the head of the Jiuhua Sect.

He entered the Jiuhua Sect at the age of five, built the foundation at the age of fifteen, and married the Dan at the age of thirty.

Five years ago, Han Jingmo successfully married at the age of thirty, shocking the entire cultivation world, and for a while, he was in the limelight, and his amazing talent did not know how many monks were envious, and it was very beautiful for a while.

But later, Han Jingmo began to rarely appear in front of people, and even some important fighting competitions in the cultivation realm no longer appeared. In this regard, Jiuhua Sect's explanation to the outside world is that Han Jingmo, the descendant disciple of the head of the sect, is about to break through the mid-stage cultivation of Jindan, so he is dedicated to retreating and practicing in the sect.

The pride of heaven, who was supposed to practice in retreat in Jiuhua Sect, appeared in Qinghe Town, thousands of miles away, looking delirious, and he also did the act of digging up people's hearts, and Song Qingli, who was standing incognito on an ancient tree in the back mountain and witnessed everything, touched his chin, frowned and fell into contemplation.

Han Jingmo is worthy of being an extremely talented cultivator, and he is also able to dodge with ease in the face of the impenetrable soul-binding rope from all directions.

The Soul Binding Rope is a sharp weapon for the cultivation realm to capture defectors, as long as it is touched by the Soul Binding Rope, it will be immediately entangled layer by layer, unless the captured monk blew himself up, there is no possibility of escape.

This time down the mountain, the lock immortal cage and the soul binding rope carried by Yang Duyan were all to deal with Han Jingmo, but unexpectedly, the lock immortal cage was directly folded on a little white wolf, and now the only thing that can be relied on is the soul binding rope.

Yang Duyan took advantage of Han Jingmo's dodging of the soul-binding rope, and his spiritual power gathered the end of the sword and stabbed Han Jingmo's back mercilessly, but unexpectedly, Han Jingmo seemed to have eyes behind him, and his steps turned around and slid sideways, and he dodged the sharp sword move in an instant.

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