Hua Mengyu rushed to the main hall, and the moment she stepped on the steps, a person appeared in front of her.

"Shurong." Hua Mengyu calmly looked at the person who appeared.

Shu Rong's injuries have healed, and the momentum on his body is even better, it seems that he has broken through the realm.

"Hua Mengyu, I didn't expect you to dare to come to die, what, send Yuexuan to death, you also come to die."

Shurong looked at Hua Mengyu, mocking her to the fullest, and she was deliberately provoking Hua Mengyu.

"He's dead?" As soon as Hua Mengyu heard Yue Xuan's name, she couldn't hold back her emotion, stepped forward, and asked.

"It's not far from death."

"Is that you? No, it's not you, you're not qualified to be a rival to him, it's the man in black, right? ”

Hua Mengyu was unhappy when she looked at Shurong's smug expression, but she also knew that relying on Shurong's cultivation, even Yue Xuan's opponent was not worthy, and it was impossible to seriously injure Yue Xuan, and the most likely one was the man in black.

That person is so powerful, the two of them can't make a few moves under him together, just one finger, the two of them will be seriously injured, so it must be the handiwork of the man in black.

Shurong saw Hua Mengyu despise her so much, her eyes immediately sank, Yue Xuan is indeed very strong, but now Yue Xuan has long been abolished, and she is not qualified to be an opponent with her at all.

Thinking of this, Shurong immediately became happy again, no matter how Hua Mengyu belittled, now Yuexuan is no longer the powerful person she used to be, she is the winner standing on a high place.

"Heh, he, maybe you can see him for the last time when you go in now, but if you want to go in, you have to pass my pass, but unfortunately, you can't get in."

"Then try it!"

Hua Mengyu stopped talking nonsense with Shurong, and came to Shurong in a flash.

Shurong dodged, she was not the Shurong she was before, her cultivation and realm had improved.

However, even if Shurong was fighting with Hua Mengyu, he still kept his mouth shut, trying to disturb Hua Mengyu's mind, so as to take the opportunity to enter, capture Hua Mengyu, and make a contribution in front of the master.

"Hua Mengyu, you don't know yet, Yue Xuan took the initiative to stop the adult for you to escape, and the result was ......"

Hua Mengyu pursed her lips, her brows were furrowed, she was in a very bad mood, and her face was very gloomy, although she didn't answer, it was obvious that Shurong's words still touched her heart.

"It's so miserable, he didn't hesitate to gamble his life for you, and in exchange for such a ruthless side of you, I really feel worthless for him, for you, he ended up like that."

"Hua Mengyu, you are really ruthless, you are worthy of being a disciple of Sword Venerable, is it possible that you are cultivating a ruthless swordsmanship, cutting off the seven emotions and six desires?"

"Yue Xuan broke your bones for you, but you entangled with me here, instead of saving him, you came here to die, Hua Mengyu, your life is really worthless."

"Flower Dream Rain ......"

"Shut up!"

Shurong's chatter still disturbed Hua Mengyu's heart after all, although she had been trying to hold back her emotions, not letting anything disturb her, not letting her emotions affect her, and disrupting her judgment.

But after all, she still has no love, and she will always be infected by all the emotions of the outside world.

If Shurong's words affected her emotions, Hua Mengyu's movements would be chaotic.

"Hahaha, Hua Mengyu, you're messed up, you don't know, Yue Xuan broke a hand for you, it's the hand with a sword! You say, if he comes to his senses, will he hate you? ”

"I hate why you dragged him here, but now he has lost one of his most important hands, and those who cultivate swords value that hand the most, like a second life, and now that he has no hand, even if he survives by luck.

In the days to come, every time I see a severed hand, I will think of you, remembering that it was you who caused him so much suffering, caused him to be ridiculed by the world, and caused him to be unable to use the famous sword that made him famous in the world in his life! ”

"Hua Mengyu, I can't wait to see, how did you face Yuexuan, what about the disciples of Sword Venerable, you are not a waste, you so-called talented disciples have the best resources, but you don't know how to grasp them well.

Squander at will, and we, the disciples, can't get the corresponding resources, we can only fight for ourselves to be strong, why, why! You were born to stand at the top of all and enjoy all the good stuff.

We have worked hard all our lives, but we will never be able to catch up with you, the world admires you, if you don't have a backer, why step on our heads.

Now, I want to use my strength to prove that you so-called geniuses are just hypocrisy piled up by the praise of the world, and only we are the ones who are truly qualified to stand at the top of this world! ”

The more Shurong spoke, the more excited she became, especially Hua Mengyu's identity was so special, so special that everyone was invincible to her in front of her, no one could!

The resources she enjoyed at birth made Shurong jealous, and the environment of being cared for by everyone made Shurong crazy, and now that she has this opportunity, she must prove it well.

Monks who have not experienced hardships are like flowers growing in a greenhouse, they can't withstand any destruction, they can't bear any heavy responsibilities at all, and this world should be controlled by strong people like them.

Instead of being balanced by those fragile mortals, the world of cultivating immortals is originally the law of the jungle, and how can vulnerable mortals be qualified to share the resources of this continent.

"What are you, you deserve to be compared to me, since Brother Yue was injured on your hands, then I will make you pay the price!"

Hua Mengyu listened to Shurong's crazy words, and knew that she was also crazy, and she was completely brainwashed by those people, and she couldn't tell what was right and what was going astray.

Since it can't be explained, let's use the easiest way to make her rise and fall.

Yuexuan's matter is also the key to her wanting revenge, no matter what Shurong said is true or not, Hua Mengyu doesn't care, Shurong must die!

"Then it's up to you! Hahaha! ”

Spells flew between the two, and various attacks came at hand, and the surrounding area was shattered by their attack fluctuations.

Shurong's cultivation has improved, but Hua Mengyu is not standing still, not to mention, with the help of the light group, Shurong is not her opponent at all.

Coupled with Shurong's stimulation, Hua Mengyu did not sink, but aroused Hua Mengyu's killing intent, which made her even more determined to break into it.

Meet the murderous devil, the man who wants to play the world in the palm of his hand!

Hua Mengyu cut off Shurong's arm and avenged Yue Xuan.

"Nope! Impossible! How could I have been slashed by you! Shurong looked incredulous, and couldn't believe that the enraged Hua Mengyu was not in a big mess, but more radical.

"Nothing is impossible!" Hua Mengyu's eyes were shining with golden light, and her eyes were full of coldness when she looked at Shurong.

With another sword, he directly cut off Shurong's head!

Blood sprayed on Hua Mengyu's face, making her face have more murderous intent, which was very different from her usual appearance, it was simply not the same person.

Shurong didn't close her eyes until she died, staring, looking at Hua Mengyu, she didn't understand why Hua Mengyu was not affected by her, but became stronger.

"I hate it when people threaten me!" Hua Mengyu stepped over Shurong's corpse.

From beginning to end, no one inside appeared, even if Shurong died, they didn't make any movements, as if they were watching quietly, watching Shurong dying and struggling, watching her lose her life.

"Save ...... Help me......" Although Shurong was beheaded, her consciousness had not completely dissipated, and she looked at the main hall with hope.

I hope that her master will come to her rescue.

"It's a pity, people who have been cultivated for so long, if they are so wasted, they are a little reluctant."

The tone that was close to pity made Shurong's eyes that were about to roll her eyes flash a glimmer of hope.