"Hey, what are you talking about? Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you got the Jingtian Sword. Let me tell you, I'm really not afraid of you anymore! What do you think?" The dandy was killed by Jun Yimo.

Annoyed by the sarcastic words, he yelled regardless of his identity.

Before he could finish his words, a blue spiritual blade had already flashed past, leaving a long mark on his neck.

His head suddenly drooped, and there was no longer any vitality.

The remaining people looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Mo Lingjue's life-threatening Shura-like face made them tremble involuntarily.

"Whoever dares to speak to her like this in the future will end up like this, or even worse!" Mo Lingjue spit out bloodthirsty words from his thin lips, declaring his protection for her.

"Ah, yes, he is right! Did you all hear clearly?" Linghu Hongyan also shouted along with Mo Lingjue. The power of a fox and a tiger seemed to be the perfect description of him at this moment, but his eyes never left Jun Yi.

Mo, it seems just to show off in front of her.

The other people didn't dare to make any mistakes, so they nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, we all know!"

"Yes, yes, we didn't see anything, we don't know anything. He just failed to break through the Ximu Pavilion and died."

"Hmm, yes, that's what happened."

Jun Yimo looked at these people with cold eyes, silently sighing in his heart about the importance of strength.

"Okay, let's go out! It's time for me to go meet Zihao."

The three of them walked out of the large Ximu Pavilion together and appeared again at the place where they first entered Yingluo Hall.

In some unknown place, the old man in black shirt and the old man in white shirt were watching every scene in Yingluo Hall from a distance.

"Let me tell you, Bai Feng, who is this little man? He has even subdued the Flame of Ice and Soul. How can he be more powerful than that kid wearing a mask? He doesn't seem to be as powerful as him!"

The old man in black shirt was confused.

"Oh, chance! It's still chance! Besides, the guy with the mask is really unfathomable, and he doesn't seem to notice the Jingtian Sword at all. What you said is really interesting!"

Bai Feng shook his head as he spoke, stroking his beard from time to time.

"Yeah, everything happened so suddenly. Hundreds of years have passed, and the Ice Soul Flame and Jingtian Sword were taken away by the same person. This is really hard to accept! Tell me, should we give it to you?

Can that person tell me?" The old man in black shirt was a little hesitant.

Bai Feng also pondered for a moment, "I said, he is in seclusion, let's not disturb him, right? Didn't he talk in the past, so just let nature take its course?"

"Yeah, that's OK. To avoid disturbing his retreat and making him unhappy, let's just leave it like this!"

Jun Yimo and Mo Lingjue didn't know how much trouble the black and white brothers' decision had saved them.

"Yi Mo, you guys are out!" Jun Zihao's face immediately changed from worry to joy when he saw Yi Mo's appearance.

Jun Yimo also smiled back, "Well, not only did it come out, but I also gained something."

"Oh?" Jun Zihao looked at her dubiously. Could it be that she really got the Jingtian Sword?

"Jingtian Sword, I got it!" She communicated with him using her spiritual sense. "Hey, how can you talk to me? Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you got Jingtian Sword. Let me tell you, I still have

I'm really not afraid of you anymore! What do you want to do?" The playboy was annoyed by Jun Yimo's sarcastic words and shouted regardless of his identity.

Before he could finish his words, a blue spiritual blade had already flashed past, leaving a long mark on his neck.

His head suddenly drooped, and there was no longer any vitality.

The remaining people looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Mo Lingjue's life-threatening Shura-like face made them tremble involuntarily.

"Whoever dares to speak to her like this in the future will end up like this, or even worse!" Mo Lingjue spit out bloodthirsty words from his thin lips, declaring his protection for her.

"Ah, yes, he is right! Did you all hear clearly?" Linghu Hongyan also shouted along with Mo Lingjue. The power of a fox and a tiger seemed to be the perfect description of him at this moment, but his eyes never left Jun Yi.

Mo, it seems just to show off in front of her.

The other people didn't dare to make any mistakes, so they nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, we all know!"

"Yes, yes, we didn't see anything, we don't know anything. He just failed to break through the Ximu Pavilion and died."

"Hmm, yes, that's what happened."

Jun Yimo looked at these people with cold eyes, silently sighing in his heart about the importance of strength.

"Okay, let's go out! It's time for me to go meet Zihao."

The three of them walked out of the large Ximu Pavilion together and appeared again at the place where they first entered Yingluo Hall.

In some unknown place, the old man in black shirt and the old man in white shirt were watching every scene in Yingluo Hall from a distance.

"Let me tell you, Bai Feng, who is this little man? He has even subdued the Flame of Ice and Soul. How can he be more powerful than that kid wearing a mask? He doesn't seem to be as powerful as him!"

The old man in black shirt was confused.

"Oh, chance! It's still chance! Besides, the guy with the mask is really unfathomable, and he doesn't seem to notice the Jingtian Sword at all. What you said is really interesting!"

Bai Feng shook his head as he spoke, stroking his beard from time to time.

"Yeah, everything happened so suddenly. Hundreds of years have passed, and the Ice Soul Flame and Jingtian Sword were taken away by the same person. This is really hard to accept! Tell me, should we give it to you?

Can that person tell me?" The old man in black shirt was a little hesitant.

Bai Feng also pondered for a moment, "I said, he is in seclusion, let's not disturb him, right? Didn't he talk in the past, so just let nature take its course?"

"Yeah, that's OK. To avoid disturbing his retreat and making him unhappy, let's just leave it like this!"

Jun Yimo and Mo Lingjue didn't know how much trouble the black and white brothers' decision had saved them.

"Yi Mo, you guys are out!" Jun Zihao's face immediately changed from worry to joy when he saw Yi Mo's appearance.

Jun Yimo also smiled back, "Well, not only did it come out, but I also gained something."

"Oh?" Jun Zihao looked at her dubiously. Could it be that she really got the Jingtian Sword?
Chapter completed!