Shangyue gave Jiang Ming a sinister smile, and in an instant the tip of the dagger was pointing at Jiang Ming's face.
Jiang Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, a chill crept up from the soles of his feet to his back, and he shuddered all over.
Jiang Ming quickly turned sideways, and the dagger just grazed his cheek.
Although his cultivation had not yet established a foundation, it was still one level higher than Lu Ren's. Yet, he was nearly disfigured by a useless little loser who had absolutely no cultivation at all.
Jiang Ming was shocked and angry.
Little loser, how dare she kill someone! How dare she kill someone!
He didn't understand why the sudden change happened.
He stared at Shangyue in front of him, sneered, and had murderous intentions!
"Jiang Ming, I am the young master of the Divine Sect, how dare you touch me?"
Shangyue shouted loudly, took a slight step, and prepared to fight.
Jiang Ming paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"There's no one here, so how could anyone know that I killed you? Perhaps you ran out alone to see your fiancée, and were killed by the demon dragon?"
Hundreds of years ago, the evil dragon Qian Jue brought disaster to the world.
The Tianyu Divine Sect and the four great immortal sects joined forces to encircle and suppress them in Taicang Mountain.
"Shangyuanji" records: siege and killing at Taicang Mountain.
The secluded valley in the back mountain of Tianyu Shenzong is the forbidden area where the evil dragon is imprisoned.
Jiang Ming stabbed with a sword.
Shangyue did not dodge or evade, allowing the sharp sword to pierce his chest and using his body to block the sword tip.
Her expression remained unchanged. She took a step forward and smashed Jiang Ming's throat with the dagger.
"Gulu, gurgle!"
Blood rushed through Jiang Ming's throat, and he felt the cold dagger inserted into his throat.
There was a kaleidoscope of things in my eyes, and I will never close my eyes!
Shangyue pulled out the dagger and killed all the culprits who killed the original owner.
"I will avenge you!"
The remaining disciples were horrified and their scalps went numb.
They had never gone down the mountain to experience life and death, and had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene. For a moment, they all stood there in a daze, at a loss.
It was not until the hideous face of Shangyue gradually enlarged in their pupils that they thought of escaping.
The trees are shaded by elms, and the mountains are green.
Shrill and desperate screams rang out one after another.
A quarter of an hour later, everything returned to calm.
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