As Leng Yan slashed out with sword energy, he pushed Xing Luo into Mo Qinglan's arms and said, "Protect Xing Luo. I'll be back soon."
Then the person disappeared. Xing Luo shouted, "Jiayang. Come back." But Leng Yan was no longer around.
Mo Qinglan calmed down and analyzed, "Now we need to find a place to wait for Fellow Daoist Leng. It's obvious that group of people are coming for you." Xing Luo was worried to death about Leng Yan. When she heard what Mo Qinglan said, she said directly, "If they are coming for me, then hand me over. Why is she..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mo Qinglan: "Xingluo, Fellow Daoist Leng's cultivation is now in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation." Xingluo fell silent after hearing this. Oh, right, how could she forget that Leng Yan was now in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.
After Xing Luo came to his senses, he looked around and asked Mo Qinglan, "Where's Jiayang's junior brother?" Mo Qinglan looked around but didn't see Qin Du. Then he said with a guilty conscience, "Fellow Daoist Leng only told me to protect you."
Xing Luo: ...
Xing Luo broke free from Mo Qinglan's arms and walked forward. Mo Qinglan hurriedly caught up with him and asked, "Where are you going?" Xing Luo said angrily, "Didn't you say we were going to find a place to wait for Jiayang?"
Mo Qinglan knew he was in the wrong and hurriedly chased after him.
Leng Yan's consciousness quickly locked onto the assassin, who, realizing he had been discovered, immediately turned and ran. Soon, the two of them left Tongcheng and reached the outskirts.
Leng Yan saw the person in front of her stop, and she immediately understood. She had been deliberately keeping a certain distance from the person in front of her, just to let him lead out the others. Now that he had stopped, it seemed that the others were lying in ambush here, just to ensure that nothing could go wrong.
Leng Yan stood there calmly, waiting for the man's next move. The man in front turned around and looked at Leng Yan. He had a black cloth on his face and his face could not be seen clearly.
Leng Yan saw that there was a scar on the left eye of his exposed eyes, which looked a little scary.
The man looked at Leng Yan who was alone, and let out a hoarse and unpleasant laugh, saying: "You dare to catch up with me alone? Today I will kill you first and then kill her." Leng Yan knew that the "she" he was talking about was Xing Luo.
Leng Yan looked at the person in front of him and felt that the people lying in ambush around him were moving towards him, but Leng Yan was not panicked at all.
Her eyes were as cold as ice. She looked at the person in front of her and said in a chilling tone, "Shut up." This immediately angered the person in front of her. He waved his hand and the people who were lying in ambush appeared one after another.
Leng Yan glanced at him coldly, then said, "Junior brother, move aside, or you'll be splashed with blood." Qin Du, who had just arrived, glanced at Leng Yan's back, then took a few steps back under the gaze of others.
Seeing Qin Du's indifferent look, the others burst into laughter: "Hahaha, are you here to make people laugh? Don't get splashed with blood. How powerful do you really think you are?"
Leng Yan's eyes remained calm. The person in front of Leng Yan waved his hand and said, "Okay, send her on her way."
Then everyone rushed towards Leng Yan. Leng Yan drew her Hanyue Sword and disappeared in the next second. When Leng Yan reappeared, except for the leader, everyone else had a very thin blood mark on their necks. Looking at Leng Yan's Hanyue Sword, there was not even a drop of blood on it.
Then they all fell to the ground, their eyes wide open. Leng Yan didn't even spare them a glance. This day had happened so quickly that the leader hadn't even realized what was happening and he was the only one left. Looking at the leader standing there in a daze, Leng Yan approached him step by step, sword in hand.
The leader didn't expect Leng Yan to be so powerful. His palms were now full of cold sweat.
At this time Leng Yan spoke, and she said: "I usually don't kill people, but if you touch my bottom line, you must die." Her voice was cold, and her eyes were even colder. Being looked at by Leng Yan like this, the man in black felt that Leng Yan was like a devil.
The man in black trembled as he raised his sword and swung a ray of sword energy towards Leng Yan. Leng Yan didn't even blink. The pressure from the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm shattered the sword energy in an instant.
The man in black was also overwhelmed by the pressure and spat out a mouthful of blood. He could now clearly hear the "crackling" sound of bones being crushed.
Leng Yan just looked at him with a frosty face. As Leng Yan got closer, the pressure became stronger and stronger. Blood flowed from the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, but it was covered by the mask. He also made an uncomfortable "ho ho" sound from his mouth.
Watching Leng Yan approaching him step by step, the cold light reflected by the Hanyue Sword hit his face, and he felt extremely regretful for taking on this task.
At this moment, blood began to flow out of his mouth, ears, eyes, and nose. He struggled to open his mouth and begged for mercy: "Please... please let me go, I can tell you who wanted to kill her." Leng Yan's tone was cold: "No need, I can search your soul."
He continued, word by word, "If you kill me, there will be other killers who will take on this task." Leng Yan said nonchalantly, "Then I will destroy your organization. Okay, you should get going. Your brothers are waiting for you."
After he finished speaking, the sword flashed, and the last person died. Leng Yan withdrew his pressure, then gathered the spiritual power in his hands, and finally Leng Yan swung the spiritual power in his hands into the body of the leading black-clothed man.
After a while, Leng Yan stood up. Qin Du hurried over. He knew that was Leng Yan's true self, a truly indifferent and ruthless one. Leng Yan's eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness, as if she were right in front of him, yet he couldn't touch her.
Qin Du was scared. He was afraid of Leng Yan's true appearance and afraid that Leng Yan no longer had him in her eyes.
Qin Du walked over. Leng Yan had already lost much of her bone-chilling coldness, returning to her usual coolness. Qin Du tried his best to keep his voice from trembling. He suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked Leng Yan, "Senior Sister, what is your cultivation path?"
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