Chapter 5
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She had been exposed! Run!
This was her first reaction, and she really did run out. However, who knew that a cold light would flash in front of her eyes. That cold and bloodthirsty aura was clearly a terrifying murderous aura. Seeing that cold light coming towards her, she didn't even think about it and squatted down with her hands covering her head.
"Xiu!"
"Ah …"
The sharp sword aura seemed to have streaked across the top of her head. Her ears were filled with cries and screams, and the people who were running in all directions were pushing and shoving each other. But Fengjiu found that there was a lot of empty space around her. She raised her head and looked around. With her as the center point, a group of people had fallen around her. They had all died with a sword slit to their throats.
Luckily, I dodged quickly.
She secretly rejoiced. Just as she was about to move away, a pair of black boots stopped in front of her. Her eyes narrowed, and a dim light flashed in that instant. She raised her head timidly, her body trembling. "Wu …"
Standing in front of her was a man dressed in black. His face was covered with a black cloth, and his face could not be seen clearly. But his eyes were filled with a sinister light, as if they were poisonous. The sword in his hand that was pointed diagonally to the ground was still dripping with blood. Drops of blood blossomed on the ground.
It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but due to the trembling of her body, the light veil draped over her body slipped to the ground, revealing her snow-white skin. Her face was covered, but her pair of moving eyes were filled with tears. Coupled with her trembling slender figure, she appeared delicate and pitiful.
The man in black was obviously not someone who cared about women. His sinister gaze only flashed for a moment when he saw that snow-white skin, but he quickly moved away. His gaze looked towards the retreating crowd, as if he was looking for something. At this moment, the hand holding the sword moved slightly, preparing to kill this eyesore in front of him.
The murderous aura filled the air, and Fengjiu shouted in panic. "Wu … Don't kill me …" However, the moment she stood up, her hand touched her thigh, and a sharp dagger flashed at the man's wrist holding the sword.
"Hiss! Clang! "
Because he couldn't sense any killing intent from the woman in front of him, he was careless and let his guard down. Coupled with the fact that he was so close to her, his wrist was injured and blood gushed out. He couldn't stop trembling, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. Almost instinctively, he lifted his leg and kicked.
That kick was accompanied by a sharp airflow and hidden force. Even if a person with cultivation took a kick from him, it would be difficult for them to survive. However, that kick was supposed to land on her chest, but she dodged it with a strange movement technique. In a flash, he saw that woman pouncing over, the dagger in her hand aimed at his chest. He instinctively reached out to block it, but who would have thought that her attack was a feint. At the same time that the dagger stabbed out, she kicked between his legs.
"Yes!"
The heart-wrenching pain caused him to groan in pain. His legs involuntarily clamped together in a half-squat, but this also gave her the perfect opportunity. She held the dagger in a reverse grip and slashed across his throat, sealing his throat with one stab! A fatal blow!
Even at the moment of his death, the black clothed man's eyes were still wide open, filled with unwillingness and resentment. He seemed to be unwilling to believe that he would actually die at the hands of a woman.
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