At the same time, the dagger that glittered with frost appeared in the place Su Luo was at .
There were actually a.s.sa.s.sins that came to kill her!
This dagger came too fast and too suddenly, so fast that Su Luo almost couldn't react . Fortunately, her sharp perception of danger made her subconsciously move and she rolled to the ground . Thus, she avoided the strong killing move .
At this moment, a faint shadow suddenly appeared inside the room .
The dagger was lifted up high . That virtue image once again fiercely stabbed towards Su Luo's neck .
His style was fast and accurate, sharp and cold . Making it hard for people to react .
Su Luo's pupil instantly tightened, reflecting the cold light from the dagger .
Just at this critical moment .
The dagger in Su Luo's hand suddenly blocked .
“Clang——”
An intense hissing sound of metal on metal continued without an end .
Dagger and dagger blocked each other, colliding together . Momentarily, sparks flew in all directions .
That virtual image didn't retreat and instead pushed forward .
And Su Luo's figure was continually pressured to make her move back . In the end, with a 'thump' sound, Su Luo's back was against the firm wall . And at this moment, before her was the edge of the blade with a murderous aura . There was also that pair of eyes, flas.h.i.+ng with bloodthirsty light .
The edge of the blade stabbed towards Su Luo's eyes .
The moonlight shot into the room through the window, scattering in a clean room .
Using the moonlight Su Luo stared rigidly at this virtual image that was shrouded in shadows . She was certain that she had never seen the person in front of her . But she didn't understand why the opponent would look for her . Moreover, every step used was a killing move that had no emotions .
The edge of the blade came closer and closer to Su Luo's eyes .
Three inches, two inches, one inch… .
If the edge of the blade stabbed in, then Su Luo's life would be lost .
Although Su Luo's dagger was blocking him, but she couldn't block the opponent's strength .
How was it that Nangong Liuyun still wasn't here? Su Luo's thoughts were somewhat anxious .
Just at this tense moment . Su Luo could hear faintly that not far away came a burst of strong spirit force fluctuations and the sound of weapons colliding .
Looks like the opponent wasn't only here to kill her . They even dispatched people to attack Nangong Liuyun . And more than likely, it wasn't just one person besieging Nangong Liuyun, moreover, their strength was much stronger .
Su Luo's face was like condensed frost, grave and cold . She knew now that she couldn't rely on anyone, she could only rely on herself .
Just when the edge of the blade was about to stab into Su Luo's eyes——
“Whoosh——” A cold sword flew out from Su Luo's sleeves . With a 'hiss', it stabbed towards the virtual image .
Cheng Ying Sword, at the critical moment, automatically flew out, protecting its master .
Once Cheng Ying Sword appeared, it ruthlessly stabbed into the virtual image . But what surprised Su Luo was that Cheng Ying Sword actually flew through that virtual image . Afterwards, the virtual image once again condensed into a body . Cheng Ying Sword seemed to have no effect on the virtual image!
How could it be like this? Was the person in front of their eyes a person or a ghost?
Su Luo's eyes narrowed dangerously, as she coldly watched her opponent: “In the end, who are you?”
The opponent's mouth hidden in the shadow hooked up sinsterly . Eyes shooting out a strange light that terrified people . Encountering his gaze, Su Luo's mind was dizzy for a split second .
Just at this moment, another figure flew over . Similarly dressed in a black cloak that enveloped her from head to toe .
Her speed was very fast, so fast as to leave one image after another .
At this moment, her hand lifted up a black sword, with the sword pointing direct at Su Luo's head .
Unable to avoid it .
“Quickly wake up!”
Inside her s.p.a.ce, the little stone exploded out with an angry shout .
At the same time, his figure quickly flew out, both hands forming fists, forcefully meeting that sharp sword .
The black sword's light was red-hot, full of murderous spirit . The little stone, dressed in Elder Ancestor Mo's body, his fist was like iron, quickly exploding towards the sword point . Chapter 1592 – To confess his real feeling (4). . . At the same time, the dagger that glittered with frost appeared in the place Su Luo was at . There were actually a.s.sa.s.sins that came to kill her! This dagger came too fast and too suddenly, so fast that Su Luo almost couldn't react . Fortunately, her sharp perception of danger made her subconsciously move and she rolled to the ground . Thus, she avoided the strong killing move . At this moment, a faint shadow suddenly appeared inside the room . The dagger was lifted up high . That virtue image once again fiercely stabbed towards Su Luo's neck . His style was fast and accurate, sharp and cold . Making it hard for people to react . Su Luo's pupil instantly tightened, reflecting the cold light from the dagger . Just at this critical moment . . . The dagger in Su Luo's hand suddenly blocked . “Clang——” An intense hissing sound of metal on metal continued without an end . Dagger and dagger blocked each other, colliding together . Momentarily, sparks flew in all directions . That virtual image didn't retreat and instead pushed forward . And Su Luo's figure was continually pressured to make her move back . In the end, with a 'thump' sound, Su Luo's back was against the firm wall . And at this moment, before her was the edge of the blade with a murderous aura . There was also that pair of eyes, flas.h.i.+ng with bloodthirsty light . The edge of the blade stabbed towards Su Luo's eyes . The moonlight shot into the room through the window, scattering in a clean room . . . Using the moonlight Su Luo stared rigidly at this virtual image that was shrouded in shadows . She was certain that she had never seen the person in front of her . But she didn't understand why the opponent would look for her . Moreover, every step used was a killing move that had no emotions . The edge of the blade came closer and closer to Su Luo's eyes . Three inches, two inches, one inch… . If the edge of the blade stabbed in, then Su Luo's life would be lost . Although Su Luo's dagger was blocking him, but she couldn't block the opponent's strength . How was it that Nangong Liuyun still wasn't here? Su Luo's thoughts were somewhat anxious . Just at this tense moment . Su Luo could hear faintly that not far away came a burst of strong spirit force fluctuations and the sound of weapons colliding . Looks like the opponent wasn't only here to kill her . They even dispatched people to attack Nangong Liuyun . And more than likely, it wasn't just one person besieging Nangong Liuyun, moreover, their strength was much stronger . Su Luo's face was like condensed frost, grave and cold . She knew now that she couldn't rely on anyone, she could only rely on herself . Just when the edge of the blade was about to stab into Su Luo's eyes—— “Whoosh——” A cold sword flew out from Su Luo's sleeves . With a 'hiss', it stabbed towards the virtual image . Cheng Ying Sword, at the critical moment, automatically flew out, protecting its master . Once Cheng Ying Sword appeared, it ruthlessly stabbed into the virtual image . But what surprised Su Luo was that Cheng Ying Sword actually flew through that virtual image . Afterwards, the virtual image once again condensed into a body . Cheng Ying Sword seemed to have no effect on the virtual image! How could it be like this? Was the person in front of their eyes a person or a ghost? Su Luo's eyes narrowed dangerously, as she coldly watched her opponent: “In the end, who are you?” The opponent's mouth hidden in the shadow hooked up sinsterly . Eyes shooting out a strange light that terrified people . Encountering his gaze, Su Luo's mind was dizzy for a split second . Just at this moment, another figure flew over . Similarly dressed in a black cloak that enveloped her from head to toe . Her speed was very fast, so fast as to leave one image after another . At this moment, her hand lifted up a black sword, with the sword pointing direct at Su Luo's head . Unable to avoid it . “Quickly wake up!” Inside her s.p.a.ce, the little stone exploded out with an angry shout . At the same time, his figure quickly flew out, both hands forming fists, forcefully meeting that sharp sword . The black sword's light was red-hot, full of murderous spirit . The little stone, dressed in Elder Ancestor Mo's body, his fist was like iron, quickly exploding towards the sword point .
