The man in black struck straight at Jun Yimo with his long sword. Jun Yimo was not panicked, Mulan Jue was already being waved in her hand.

The dark red blood-drinking sword pulled out gorgeous spiritual sword flowers and faced the man's long sword.

I saw the sword light flowing, spiritual energy flowing everywhere in the room, and all the tables, chairs and benches suddenly turned into wood powder, making it impossible to see which of the two people was better in strength.

The originally confident man in black now had a solemn look on his face. He didn't expect that this girl was also a mysterious spiritual master.

But it doesn't matter. They are both at the level of Xuanling Master, so how can she escape from his spirit hood?

You must know that this spirit shield is one of his spiritual weapons, and all the spiritual energy in the shield is completely controlled by him, so he just threw the spirit shield at the first time.

Huh, even if this girl is also a mysterious spiritual master, he doesn't believe how much spiritual power she can support.

Even if she is killed, she must be killed here to avenge her companions!

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was a little too perfect.

How could Jun Yimo's physique be comparable to that of an ordinary spiritual cultivator? The vast spiritual power in her sea of ​​spiritual consciousness alone was far beyond his many times.

The more the man in black fought, the more anxious he became. This woman's moves were strange and strange, soft yet strong. Every time when he thought he could successfully knock her down, she would suddenly have the power to fight him back.

And the unchanging sneer on the corners of her lips seemed to be mocking his incompetence and clumsiness.

Seeing the man in black's increasingly anxious mood, Jun Yimo knew that his goal had been achieved.

The more confused your mind is, the worse your performance in battle will be.

"Huh, stinky girl, I see you can still laugh after a while!"

The man in black exerted his strength again and suddenly jumped up, intending to attack from above.

Jun Yimo's eyes flashed, and she suddenly moved back. The inner secret of Taijun's divine seal suddenly emerged in her consciousness, causing her consciousness to attack the man in black who was attacking from above.

The man in black, who was still happy about Jun Yimo's slightly sluggish figure this time, suddenly froze. The blood-red long sword still formed a dot in front of his eyes, magnifying infinitely in front of his eyes.

Before he could see clearly what the red dot was, the man in black had his throat pierced by the blood-drinking sword. From the deep blood hole, flaming blood gurgled outward.

Jun Yimo looked indifferently at the fallen man in black in front of him. On the cuff of his sleeve was a small wooden token with the word "Mo" clearly engraved on it.

As expected, is this someone sent by the Mo family, or is it just someone sent by Miss Mo?

However, no matter who sent it, they could not stop her from leaving.

............

On the pitch-black roof, a black figure who had been prostrate for a long time quietly left when he saw the scene inside the house.

His coming and going was as gentle as the breeze, causing no movement at all, as if he had never appeared.

In the superior room of another restaurant, a beautiful man who looked like he had stepped out of a painting stood quietly in front of the window, not sure whether he was meditating or admiring the silent night.

It wasn't until the black figure quickly approached that he reacted.

"Xuanfeng, how is she?"

The black figure took off the mask on his face and said, "Back to my master, she is indeed hiding her spiritual power. She has already dealt with all the Mo family's sneak attackers with her own hands. She is so sharp and ruthless that I don't need to take action."
Chapter completed!