Huo Jiuting's body was still bleeding. He let go of Xia Qing Dynasty and walked two steps, staggering.

But even so, Hongyu still took a few steps back. But her mind was firmer again, which was her only chance. In the future, Huo Jiuting would only become stronger and stronger, and she wanted to avenge her younger brother, and there would be no better chance than she is now.

Hongyu is in the late stage of the dark spirit, and is one small level higher than Huo Jiuting. If Hongyu hadn't been afraid before, but today, the strength Huo Jiuting showed frightened her, and she also knew that this time was really the last chance.

"Huo Jiuting, you killed my brother. Even if I don't kill you today, I will kill your junior sister in the future. The disaster will not be as good as my family. It's a pity that since your junior sister is the head of Nanhua Sect and is also a martial arts person, it's not a violation of the rules if I kill her to avenge my brother."

"Hahaha!" Huo Jiuting laughed twice, and a cold murderous intent burst out in his eyes. "You want to kill my junior sister? I don't remember who your brother is? But no matter who it is, since you said such words today, then leave your life here!"

Huo Jiuting walked out with a knife. He shouted as he walked, "My junior sister is only nine years old. Whoever you want to attack her? Who dares to attack her? Now take a good look at it and see how I took the lives of you guys!"

Every word is gritting its teeth, and every word is murderous.

Lu Lin took a deep breath. When Huo Jiuting passed by him, he moved a step toward him, fearing that this god of killing would be done for him.

He didn't want to mess with this bastard, so he made up his mind. When he came here again, he must inquire. If this bastard came, he would rather give up the opportunity than come.

"It's a waste of medicinal materials when I'm here!" Lu Lin thought angrily.

Warriors can only fight, advance, not retreat.

Hongyu thought about Grandpa Honghao's words in her heart and tried her best to restrain her fear. Huo Jiuting was very strong and was not afraid of death. He seemed to be hurt all the time, struggling for a lifetime of death, and becoming stronger.

As long as she defeated Huo Jiuting today, she would no longer have to be afraid, and from then on, she would no longer have fear in her heart.

As if seeing through her thoughts, Huo Jiuting sneered, "Confidence has never been given by others." Confidence is given to himself. It is the courage to move forward after overcoming fear, and the unwavering determination to not be afraid of death.

With a clang, the sword made a trembling sound. Hongyu saw Huo Jiuting's hands trembling, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop on his back. Every second of time passed, his face turned pale.

Taking a deep breath, the red jade showed off the weapon, a long whip, snow-white, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. It was both flexible and hard, and there was a string of tassels at the end, which looked very good.

"It's a good thing!" Xia Qing's eyes lit up. The weapons she used in that life were also long whips, but they were just magical artifacts, much better than Hongyu. But now, there are no good materials for her to make weapons. Even if there are, in such a peaceful and prosperous era on the surface, who would risk going to jail to help her build weapons?

But the cultivation world is different. The cultivation world will not abide by such rules, otherwise, there would be no people from the world who chased them.

How can you allow others to sleep soundly when you lie beside the bed?

Huo Jiuting's long sword stroked, and his man was approaching Hongyu. Hongyu was shocked. She almost forgot that this was a master who was not afraid of death.

One whip! Two whip!

Xia Qing murmured in his heart. Within a few breaths, Huo Jiuting had already endured ten whips, and each whip hit him, it was deep and bone-like.

Xia Qing's eyes were so cold that they were almost frozen. Her steps couldn't help but step forward, and the night pressed on her in time, "Miss Xia Qing, when Master Jiu takes action, he doesn't like others to interfere!"

Xia Qing turned his head and looked at An Ye, "Am I someone else?"

Xia Qing shook her shoulders and she glimpsed the look of others looking at them. Many people were very eager to see her. These people were watching her movements. As long as she dared to take action, these people would definitely intervene. Here, there are many people in the cultivation world.

This is also why An Ye and the others did not take action. It is common to bully people by relying on their power in the world, but the martial arts rules in the cultivation world are very strict. If you don’t follow them, you can die faster.

Bang!

A whip full of darkness whipped Huo Jiuting's back, and Hongyu's eyes turned red. With this whip, Huo Jiuting's knife fell from the sky and slashed in from Hongyu's shoulder. The knife was united with the person. Hongyu's eyes widened, full of disbelief, and the long whip fell off her hand.

Huo Jiuting's whole body was trembling, and he still took the last breath to pull out the long sword.

Xia Qing rushed over and supported Huo Jiuting from behind.

Hongyu's long whip came to her hands. Looking at the people who were about to move, Xia Qing shook the long whip and his voice was cold, "My senior brother has fought two games. Even if he still has the strength, I will not let him continue. As the head of the Nanhua Sect, I should fight one game and establish my authority for myself. Who would like to be my stepping stone?"

"furious!"

A sound sounded in the southeast. Huo Jiuting was almost fainting. At this time, he raised his eyes and looked over, "Who is talking?"

The sound came to an abrupt end. No one dared to speak except for some crackling sounds in the alchemy furnace.

At this time, everyone probably understood Huo Jiuting's thoughts. He was paving the way for his junior sister. He was telling people in the cultivation world that if his junior sister was about to be born, no one dared to touch him, and no one could touch him. If anyone touched him, he would kill him even if he died.

Who dares to mess with a ruthless man who dares to fight to the death and is not afraid of death?

The world of cultivation is not a world of world. Who has been cultivating to build a foundation, who has lived for hundreds of years? People in Yulin Guang are even two hundred and three years old. Is it easy to live for so long? Is it easy to build a foundation? Is it cost-effective to just bet like this and die of anger?

It is even more worthwhile to die at the hands of a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

No one dares to speak!

"Everyone is so sensible about the current affairs, so good and easy to save trouble!" Huo Jiuting laughed. After saying that, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Seeing that Xia Qing was worried, he didn't care at all, "It's okay, senior brother can't die, so he cleaned up everything, let Anye apply some medicine to me and continue to refine the alchemy tomorrow."

"Do you think I can't live without you?" Xia Qing's eyes turned red, tears were dripping, and he ignored Huo Jiuting in anger.

"I'm angry, don't be angry. This little injury is nothing, it's all flesh and blood." Huo Jiuting felt a little bad. Although he is young, he rarely crys. The last time it was because of her father, and this time it was because of himself. It's worth it.

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