The sound of Onisin's shouting stopped for a moment, and then he looked at her with tearing eyes.

"You did it!"

"You did it, didn't you?"

"Yes." Lu Jingmo's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he admitted it.

For someone like Ghost Xin, who has to spend her entire life to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, nothing can break her more than this.

"Ah!!h

"I'm going to kill you!"

Demons went insane and screamed at her.

Since that fight three years ago, she has been in great pain every time she practiced.

Even if the poison is successful, the internal force is not as strong as before.

I thought it was the sequelae of taking poison, but I never thought that it was Lu Jingmo's poisonous hand.

Lu Jingmo's hand holding the sword was raised, wanting to finish her off with a sword.

But suddenly, dozens of poison darts were thrown at her.

She carried her sword and swung it quickly to dodge.

A man in a black dress and a black veil appeared in front of him.

The man in black went straight to Ghost Xin, pulling her to run away.

Lu Jingmo's figure flashed slightly, and he stopped the man.

"Want to run?" Her eyes were cold, and the compelling sword aura swung down.

"Ding"

The black-clothed man's short sword slipped out of his sleeve and blocked the deadly sword.

"Hokuriku Lady." The man fought her with ease, "You're no match for me. ”

Lu Jingmo's thin lips were pursed, and his sword-holding hand was numb.

The deep dark eyes have a solemnity.

The sword qi was raging, and all the killing moves were released.

"Why are you so stubborn?" The man in black seemed to sigh helplessly.

The short sword in his hand accurately slashed across Lu Jingmo's right arm.

The sleeves of his shirt were torn, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

The sword cut deeply.

Lu Jingmo's right hand shook, but he didn't even snort in pain.

"The lady is really persevering." The man complimented.

Then he struck a palm wind.

"Ghost Xin is still useful to this sect master, so I'll take it away."

By the time Lu Jingmo took over this hand, the man in black had already disappeared.

Yin Hong's blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and she raised her hand to wipe it off without care.

"The Master"

The man in black just now was the leader of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

The pretty tails of her eyes narrowed slightly.

Has he been in the realm of refinement for more than ten years?

"Master, are you injured?" After dealing with the many puppets in the courtyard, Chaos exclaimed when she saw her arm dripping blood down her fingers.

With the master's current skills, no one should be able to hurt her.

"A little injury, it's out of the way." Lu Jingmo tore off a corner of his clothes and tied the wound.

She was used to injuries of this magnitude.

Before Chaos could say anything more, he heard a terrible wail.

"Jing'er!"

"My Jing'er!"

City guard Chen Sheng hugged a headless male corpse and wept in pain.

Lu Jingmo walked slowly towards her.

A shadow fell overhead, Chen Sheng slowly stopped crying, groped on the ground to find the head of the male corpse, and spliced the head and corpse together.

"Her Royal Highness." She opened her mouth with blank eyes, "Weichen knows that his sin is unforgivable, and he also asks His Highness to give the minister a death." ”

Jing'er is dead, what is she still alive for?

Lu Jingmo lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, and his slender fingers pulled out the saber in Chaos' hand.

"Cut yourself."

The sword that flashed with cold light was thrown in front of Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng respectfully knelt down and kowtowed: "Weichen bows to thank the lady." ”

Lu Jingmo turned to leave, his white robe fluttering slightly in the autumn wind.

Chen Sheng, who was born in a poor family, but even Zhongsanyuan, is one of the few pillars of the country who can be compared with Huang Tong and Zhang Yuan.

It is also the object of her key training.