"The fact that you were able to find this place successfully shows that Shenghan Mountain is indeed full of talented people." Luo Wen said lightly. His words were cold and there was no trace of extra emotion in his voice, making it difficult to tell whether he was praising or sarcasm.
Rong Jing snorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. This time, I will definitely kill you, this evildoer."
After saying that, Rong Jing no longer cared about anything else. He called on many disciples of Shenghan Mountain and attacked towards Luo Wen. The enemy was almost in front of him, but Luo Wen still did not move. The cold wind blew up his purple robe, making his stunning face look even more indifferent. In just a moment, the five purple servants scattered around him pulled away and quickly blocked his way.
Luo Wen was watching coldly from beginning to end. The two sides soon met together. Luo Wen was only accompanied by 5 purple servants, but the disciples of Shenghan Mountain were numerous. Although they were tired from the journey, the enemy they had been chasing all the way finally appeared in front of them. Everyone's face was filled with joy. On the other hand, Luo Wen was at a disadvantage.
Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely and spiritual lights were shining everywhere, Su Luoyin had been watching coldly from a distance from beginning to end. She blinked her eyes lightly, and looked straight at Luo Wen, who had not stepped forward, through the fighting crowd.
He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and the cold aura on his body became more and more serious, like a piece of ten thousand year old black ice that could not be melted no matter what.
Luo Wen didn't look at him. He just watched silently, his brows slightly furrowed, but his eyes were not on her at all. This made her feel much more at ease. She could finally take a good look at him.
After looking at him carefully, Su Luoyin suddenly realized what he had been through.
While he still managed to maintain his noble demeanor, he was clearly in a state of extreme distress. His twelve Purple Attendants had always been inseparable, guarding him closely, but now only five remained, and even the Killing Blade had vanished. If this were a trap, he wouldn't have needed to be so deliberate. This truly felt like... the end of the road.
What on earth did he go through?
Just as Su Luoyin was frowning and thinking, the struggle between the two sides began to become clear. Rong Jing shook his hand and shot out his sword quickly. While the purple-robed guard who was confronting him dodged, Rong Jing moved forward quickly. Before he could react, he flew towards Luo Wen. The moment Rong Jing changed direction, the purple-robed guard immediately chased him, but before he could turn around, two disciples of Shenghan Mountain flew out from behind and started to fight with him.
The long sword pointed directly at Luo Wen's cheek. Luo Wen looked coldly at the tip of the sword pointing at him, "Want to kill me?" Luo Wen looked at Rong Jing coldly and asked.
"Why not?" Rong Jing raised his head.
"Then, come on." Luo Wen didn't waste any more words with him. He quickly formed seals with his hands and flipped his fingers. Starting from his hands, the airflow in the entire space began to solidify.
Rong Jing frowned, and the sword in his hand quickly attacked Luo Wen. Luo Wen dodged slightly, but his hand did not stop.
The two soon engaged in a battle, and Rong Jing frowned slightly. The opponent did not use spiritual power to confront him from the beginning, but instead used barriers or some body protection techniques to defend himself. Luo Wen was one of the three family heads after all, but now it seemed that his strength was far beyond his expectations.
Could it be... that it's really as the rumors say...
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