"Get out of the way!" A cold voice came from the veil, unhurried, not slow, and extremely calm.

"Huh? The little beauty is quite bold. What if my brother doesn't get out of the way?" The wretched man chuckled, but subconsciously clenched the two knives in his hands. Based on the calm attitude of the other party, he must not be an ordinary person.<

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"If you don't get out of the way, then you will die..." Before she finished speaking, the woman had already moved, and a cold light flashed by. Before the wretched man could react, he stood there for an instant, and the next moment, he

He fell to the ground with a plop, and a tiny wound opened in his throat at some point, and blood slowly seeped out.

"Hiss..."

The lightning-fast shooting speed shocked everyone present.

That wretched man's gangster nickname was "Ghost Sword". He was a warrior in the early stage of blood exchange. His pair of scimitars were like ghosts and extremely fast. As a result, he couldn't even take a single move in the woman's hands.

Strong! Not ordinary strong. This woman's cultivation has probably reached the mid-to-late stage of blood exchange, or even the peak. Moreover, her swordsmanship is unpredictable and her methods are even more ruthless. It is obviously not the first time she has killed someone.

It is true that everyone is a desperado, but it is not true that they are not afraid of death. Faced with such a ruthless character, naturally no one dares to step forward and offend.

Seeing the woman's back gradually walking towards the depths of the valley, everyone couldn't help but start talking.

It seems that I have never heard of a strange woman with a high level of cultivation and advanced swordsmanship. Could she be a disciple from that sect? Or maybe she comes from a certain martial arts family?

Regardless of the comments of the crowd behind her, the woman at this time had already walked near a certain inn. Her cold eyes under her cloak glanced at her, and then she walked towards the lobby.

"Does the distinguished guest stay at the hotel or at the hotel?"

"Give me a room to stay quieter."

"Okay, distinguished guest, please come with me."

After a while, the woman had entered a guest room. She took a closer look at the environment inside, and was quite satisfied. She threw a piece of silver to the waiter and asked him to leave.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the woman took off her cloak and veil, revealing an alluring face. It was none other than Murong Yue. The two dazzling white patches on her temples were extremely conspicuous.

"Sirian Mountains, I'm here." He murmured in his mouth, then reached into his chest and took out a thick stack of paper, which was all densely covered with words.

She had visited Xuanyue Temple half a year ago, and these were given to her by Master Xuanjing, who had specially collected a lot of information about the Tianlang Mountains over the years, which even involved many unknown secrets.

The importance of this information can be imagined, and the difficulty of collecting it is definitely not low. At least it is much more detailed than the information she has asked for in the past ten years.

She even had the illusion that Master Xuan Jing must have lived in the Tianlang Mountains for a long time, right? How come he knew all the leaders' techniques, flaws, personal preferences, etc.
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"Soul Burial Ridge, Blood Knife Gang, Fifth Wolf Cave, five hundred bandits, leader Chen Zifeng, late stage of blood exchange, deputy leader Zhang Yang, early stage of blood exchange..." Looking at the information on the paper, Murong Yue's crystal eyes instantly burst with emotion.

Endless murderous intent,
Chapter completed!