Everyone's eyes were attracted by the sword that flew out at first, but when they came back to their senses, they remembered the two people who were still fighting.

And at this time, the two people who came out of the battle reacted obviously faster.

At the same time as the sword flew out, the figures of the two people suddenly separated

In the process, the two fists and swords met several times.

After the two of them stood still, Lu Rongting touched his chest with his hand, gasped slightly, and the sword in his hand disappeared.

On the other side, Su Moyu seemed much calmer.

With the advantage in the realm, in the round of power confrontation just now, Su Moyu had the advantage, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Senior Brother Lu actually ...... Lost in strength. One disciple couldn't believe his eyes.

At this time, someone had already thrown a sword to Lu Rongting.

Lu Rongting took the sword and looked at Su Moyu's eyes with unprecedented caution.

"You ......"

He tried to say something, but Su Moyu rushed over with an arrow, raised his sword and smashed it.

After the previous battle, Lu Rongting finally learned to be a little obedient at this time, and did not choose to resist Su Moyu's sword, but picked the sword lightly to unload Su Moyu's strength.

Su Moyu only glanced at it, and understood what he was thinking, but he didn't want to follow his thoughts at all.

Since you have the advantage in strength, why should you still fight skillfully?

A sword, mixed with a strong oppressive force, rammed between the two.

After only a few rounds, the two swords met again, and the sword in Lu Rongting's hand was taken out again.

Someone next to him was quick and quickly threw another sword, but the sword was only halfway thrown before it was picked up by Su Moyu.

Seeing this, someone took off his sword and planned to throw it to Lu Rongting.

But at this time, Su Moyu glanced at him coldly, and the ghost king stepped under his feet, and he suddenly appeared in front of the onlookers.

This was a big surprise to everyone, and everyone was a little caught off guard.

Su Moyu had a cold face, the sword in his hand came out, and several people hung up one after another, and even one person had a deep wound on his chest, obviously seriously injured.

"Stop!" Lu Rongting shouted heavily behind him, wanting to come over to stop Su Moyu, but he didn't have a sword in his hand, and the speed under his feet was not as fast as Su Moyu, where could he stop Su Moyu?

In an instant, people turned on their backs, everyone covered their wounds and wailed, but I don't know if Su Moyu deliberately left his hand, and everyone was not fatally injured.

Lu Rongting's heart was a little relieved when he looked at the back, and he quickly turned around and pulled out the sword inserted in the mountain wall.

But his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and his chest was cold.

He looked down and saw a bloody sword head emerge from his chest.

He turned his head incredulously and looked at Su Moyu behind him with a look of surprise.

But Su Moyu looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were cold.

"You're the second person I've killed, I don't really like to kill, but when I kill you, I'm not so disgusted, and after saying so much, you can die. ”

After Su Moyu finished speaking, Su Moyu suddenly withdrew his sword.

Lu Rongting's body shook, and a blood flower bloomed on his chest.

He clearly felt that life was passing, but he still couldn't figure out why it was like this.

He is the proud son of the Xuanjian Sect and an excellent descendant of the sect master's lineage.

It can be said that apart from his little uncle, he is the person who has the best chance of inheriting the mantle of the sect master in a few years.

But now, in this cave that has never seen the light of day, he was inexplicably killed.

He was unwilling and wanted to do something to make up for it, but in the next second, his head flew into the sky.

Su Moyu put away his sword and didn't even glance at Lu Rongting's corpse.

If it was the past, even if he knew that Lu Rongting had the intention to kill him, Su Moyu would not really take the other party's life.

But now, because of Cheng Jianxuan's death and after a series of battles, his state of mind has changed greatly.

In the past few days, although his body came to this world, his subconscious was still stuck in the past.

He is very resistant to killing people from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time he doesn't believe that someone will kill him for no reason.

This is an extremely dangerous thing in a cultivation world where the law of the jungle eats the strong.

And now he finally understands that this is not his former world.

This difference is not only in the practitioners who can fly to the heavens and the earth, but also in people's attitudes towards life, or about killing.

Although he was reluctant, he began to force his heart to cool down and be ruthless.

Otherwise, he has only the fate of being killed.

Silently walked in front of the group of Xuanjian Sect disciples.

None of those people could have imagined that in their expectations, things should not have developed this way.

Originally, Su Moyu should have been beaten all the way and then tortured and killed.

But now, Su Moyu beat Lu Rongting all the way, and killed the latter very simply.

Actually, that's not the point.

The point is that this murderer is walking towards him at the moment.

What does he want to do?

Come and kill yourself?

"Su ...... Su Moyu, if you kill Senior Brother Lu, you won't be afraid ......," a young disciple said in a trembling voice.

But before the words fell, Su Moyu's sword had already fallen on his body.

The sword fell, and the man fell.

When he was fighting against Lu Rongting, the reason why Su Moyu didn't kill these people was actually to paralyze Lu Rongting and make the other party think that he was still an indecisive person.

So at that moment, Lu Rongting relaxed psychologically for a moment.

It was that moment that killed him.

And as soon as Lu Rongting died, Su Moyu had no scruples, facing these guys who wanted to put themselves to death before, where would he show mercy?

There was an exclamation in all directions, and those disciples who still had some strength raised their swords one after another to fight.

But......

No one could block Su Moyu's attack, Su Moyu had a cold face, and between the sword and the sword, he harvested many heads in a row.

In the end, only an old acquaintance remained.

Dequan.

At this time, Dequan was leaning against the wall and holding his sword tremblingly.

Su Moyu's sword was still dripping with blood, staring at Dequan on the opposite side, and he was in a trance for a while.

He suddenly remembered that not long ago, it was this Dequan in front of him who took him up to Heavenly Sword Mountain.

When he thought of those pasts, his anger weakened by three points.

After a moment's hesitation, he let out a long sigh and lowered the sword in his hand.

". He turned.

Dequan was stunned for a moment, he was ready to face death.

I don't know why, this cold-blooded killer actually let himself go.

"You let me go?" Dequan was a little unconvinced.

"Pass a word to Yuanyangzi for me, and the next time I return to Heavenly Sword Mountain, it will be when he is in a different place—provided that he can survive today, of course. After Su Moyu finished speaking, he strode forward.

In the direction in front of him, a stone door was ajar.

At the end of the stone gate, there is a secret passage that has obviously been built by man.

Su Moyu didn't know where it led, but his instinct told him that he should go in that direction.

Looking at Su Moyu's distant back, Dequan knelt on the ground with a puff.

His legs were already cramping with fright.