785 The Death of the Sword

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It turned out that it was this woman who killed the master and the brothers? ! !

"Hahaha, not only did I kill Yunguang Sect, I also killed that bitch Wu Meiling with my own hands." Gong Qianxue looked at Jianfeng's expression, and smiled more and more happily, "When that bitch humiliated me, did you Have you ever thought that it will end up in my hands?"

"Gong Qianxue, how did you become like this?!" Jian Feng was so hoarse that he almost cried blood, "How could you treat me like this!"

brush--!

Sword light flickered, blood and broken arms splashed.

"Ahhhh------!!"

In just a moment, Jian Feng's limbs were chopped off alive by Gong Qianxue.

There was a flower-like smile on Gong Qianxue's face.

She took out the mysterious medicine, sprinkled it on Jianfeng's wound, and said slowly: "Senior brother, didn't you say, let me give you the medicine to heal you to save you? Look, I'm saving you now."

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon. For the sake of your infatuation with me, I will take you by my side for a while longer, just like when you took me to the Cultivation Continent. The same, I will also raise... a dog, I will raise you for a while longer!"

Jian Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at her stubbornly.

At this moment, there was no trace of friendship in his eyes, only deep-rooted hatred.

The spiritual power in the body surged, and Jian Feng's eyes were full of determination, and he wanted to die with her.

However, the next moment, Gong Qianxue had already squatted down, and the poisoned dagger pierced into Jianfeng's dantian.

She laughed, and stirred the sword's belly with the dagger.

Jian Feng screamed and struggled desperately, but as the dagger smashed his dantian, the toxins penetrated into his blood, the spiritual energy in his body disappeared little by little, and even the tendons in his body shrank and broke one by one.

After a few short breaths, Jian Feng collapsed to the ground like a lump of rotten flesh, unable to move any longer.

Now, he's a real rubbish.

Gong Qianxue kicked the immobile sword at will, and then his eyes fell on Mu Yan.

A strong hatred flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled faintly: "Jun Muyan, you are only at the end of the force now, and you are not far from your death."

Mu Yan raised her eyebrows, her smile still light and airy, but with a domineering arrogance that looked down on the world, "If you think you have the ability to kill me, why don't you come and try?"

She just sat cross-legged on the dirty floor, her long crystal fingers bent slightly, resting on the strings at will.

The robe was lightly raised, her face was like snow, and the breeze brushed through her slightly messy hair, revealing a stunning face.

In an instant, even the filthy ruined temple became like a fairyland.

The jealousy and hatred in Gong Qianxue's eyes almost burned.

Her eyes fell on the blood on the corner of Muyan's mouth and her pale face.

Jun Muyan must have been seriously injured at this moment and was dying.

She is like this now, but she is just bluffing and deceiving herself.

But after thinking about it this way, Gong Qianxue still hesitated.

The fate of Jianfeng just now is still in sight.

What if this woman was pretentious and deliberately deceived herself in order to trap her?

Gong Qianxue frowned and slowly stretched out again.

The corner of her mouth slowly evoked a malicious smile, and she said quietly: "Jun Muyan, do you think I want to kill you? You are wrong."

Mu Yan frowned slightly.

Gong Qianxue's smile and what she said made her feel a bad premonition.

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