"Cough cough." Luo Wen took a few steps back and tried to stand up straight. He held his chest tightly with his hands, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his chest hurt faintly. Bright red blood seeped out of his robes. It was obvious that he was injured by Rong Jing's sword energy just now.
Rong Jing slowly approached with his sword in hand, his eyes fixed on Luo Wen's slightly trembling figure.
"You've been badly injured before." There was no question, only certainty. Rong Jing felt a flicker of regret. Luo Wen was the patriarch of the Luo family, and Luo Wen was a ruthless man, slaughtering his brothers and killing his colleagues. He was incredibly cruel, but it was precisely because of this ruthlessness that the Luo family could survive in the demon world. Now, if he could kill Luo Wen, the family he founded would quickly collapse. All he had to do was kill him.
This was the ultimate honor for him. Killing him would truly make him known to the world. However, he had been seriously injured before and had been traveling for days. Killing him now would clearly be taking advantage of someone's misfortune. Could he, Rong Jing, do such a thing? What difference would such honor make from stealing?
Rong Jing was holding the sword with some hesitation, and looked at Luo Wen in silence. Luo Wen stood opposite him. Although he knew that he was no match for Rong Jing at the moment, he still made seals quickly with his hands. Blood seeped from the corners of his mouth and his chest was also red, but he didn't seem to care.
As he moved, the surroundings began to slowly turn cold. Rong Jing looked down at his sword, which was already covered with a layer of frost. Rong Jing poured his spiritual power into the sword, melting all the frost on the sword. He looked up at Luo Wen, as if he had finally made up his mind. Rong Jing said, "Luo Wen, you are cruel and inhumane. You slaughtered your fellow disciples and harmed your brothers. Today, you must die..."
Cruel and unjust? Although Luo Wen had heard that people had criticized him for millions of things, he couldn't help but sneer at the fact that he was accused of such a crime before his death. "You want my life? Come and take it!"
As Luo Wen spoke, he formed seals with his hands even faster, and the entire space suddenly changed. The coldness that started from the surface quickly covered the entire space. Everyone stopped fighting and felt a biting cold piercing their hearts.
Luo Wen placed his hands in front of him, and the light purple spiritual energy in front of him flowed rapidly, but it was obviously shaking unstably. Rong Jing felt that his whole body was surrounded by coldness and paralyzed. He calmed his mind slightly, moved the sword slightly, and lightly tapped his toes to continue attacking Luo Wen.
Luo Wen lowered his body to deal with it. At this time, Rong Jing's attack was obviously reduced. Part of his spiritual power penetrated his body, and the other part was used to resist Luo Wen's icy barrier, so only a little spiritual power was left to fight against Luo Wen. Luo Wen had blood at the corner of his mouth and tried hard to maintain the formation. Although Rong Jing's power had weakened, he had already been seriously injured and was no longer able to fight against Rong Jing at this time.
"Hoo--" Luo Wen stood in the cold, watching countless ice flakes quickly dissipate. They floated in the air like flying snowflakes, and eventually fell to the ground and dissipated.
"You're seriously injured, yet you still dare to use such a barrier." Rong Jing pointed out coldly while standing in front of Luo Wen, "Besides, something seems to be wrong with you." Rong Jing frowned slightly, but in the end he couldn't tell clearly what was wrong. He just felt that Luo Wen's spiritual arts and barriers seemed to have just become powerful, and were extremely unstable, which was why he was unable to break them up.
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