"I never need a reason for anyone I want to kill!"

Mo Qing stretched out her blood-red nails, her smile was enchanting and charming.

Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi, Liu Kewei and two other female cultivators all had a very serious expression when they heard this.

"Hmph, Mo Qing, do you really think that our monks in Qianxue Palace are all made of mud?"

Mo Qing sneered in a flash and said, "Did you know if you are made of mud? You'll know in a while?"

The murderous words were still floating in the void, and Mo Qing's scarlet claws suddenly tore through the void and grabbed Xue Ji and others.

Xue Ji immediately raised her sword and pulled out a grand ice flower in the sky to seal the surrounding void, hoping to block Mo Qing's attack.

Mo Qing was frustrated when attacking Xue Ji, and immediately turned her target and rushed to a female cultivator with weak cultivation.

The female cultivator never expected that Mo Qing would suddenly target her.

For a moment, she was not prepared for any reason.

In a hurry, the defense built was vulnerable to Mo Qing's face.

"Click!"

The blood-red nails, like sharp blades that were unsheathed, instantly tore the unlucky female cultivator's body.

"ah!"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the female cultivator collapsed in a pool of blood.

Then, Mo Qing did the same thing, and her sharp claws tear apart the chest of another female cultivator. The scene was extremely bloody and terrible.

Including the female cultivator who was killed at the beginning, half of the six people in Qianxue Palace have left.

Only Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi and Liu Kewei are left.

At this moment, the three of them each occupy a corner and form a triangular defensive formation, which is a horn-like force to prevent Mo Qing from attacking.

Mo Qing fiddled with his blood-stained fingers and smiled fiercely.

"Hehe, you three have all grown up good skins. If you just kill them like this, it would be a bit of a disaster!"

Xue Ji watched the three sisters die in front of her, and her expression had already condensed into ice.

"Mo Qing, kill my disciples of Qianxue Palace and you will definitely pay your blood debts and blood!

Yan Ziyi and Liu Kewei were also full of anger and shouted sternly, "Yes, I must pay her blood debt!"

Mo Qing looked disdainful and sneered in a cold voice, "Just because of you three, you want to kill me, you are simply overestimating your ability!"

Before she finished speaking, her whole figure rushed towards Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi and Liu Kewei, just like a ghost.

Seeing this, Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi, and Liu Kewei were not willing to be outdone. The sword shadows crisscrossed and weaved them into a sword-inspired city wall, and went straight to meet them.

"Boom!"

The violent sound of impact exploded in the air.

The entire space was shaken and deformed, and the rocks on the palace fell down like hail.

Although he fought against three, Mo Qing became more and more brave as he fought.

Especially the black fog she released was very corrosive, which forced Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi, Liu Kewei and the three girls to spend a lot of energy to resist the erosion of the black fog on their bodies.

In this way, Mo Qing firmly took the initiative after a few encounters.

One goes up and the other goes down!

Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi, and Liu Kewei, the three girls, only have the ability to resist, but have no ability to fight back.

If Mo Qing hadn't fallen in love with Xue Ji and her other skins, I'm afraid that the three of them would have died on the spot like the three female cultivators before.

Seeing that he had already locked in the victory in advance, Mo Qing burst into another ghostly and strange laughter.

"Hehe, Xue Ji, you three are not my opponents, so you should surrender to avoid suffering from flesh and blood again!"

Although the three girls Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi and Liu Kewei's expressions were extremely solemn, they were even a little painful.

But there was still a glimmer of resoluteness in their bright eyes.

"Mo Qing, don't think so. Even if I die, I will never let your conspiracy succeed!"

Hearing Xue Ji's gritting words, Mo Qing sneered.

"Haha, you want to die, but it's not that easy!"

The gloomy voice was still floating in the void, and Mo Qing's arm suddenly stretched out.

The fingers as sharp as swords, directly tore the void and attacked Xue Ji and the three girls.

At this critical moment, an unparalleled sword intent suddenly broke through the air and slashed over.

Mo Qing never thought that someone would attack him. He was not prepared for a moment and his arms were cut off on the spot.

Seeing his bloody arms, Mo Qing was almost going crazy.

Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi, and Liu Kewei were stunned when they saw someone helping each other and looked sideways.

The person who came looked very ordinary, with a huge black iron sword on his back and no sign of identity proved.

However, Xue Ji always felt that this person was a little familiar.

Yes, the person coming was Li Chen.

Mo Qing didn't know Li Chen, and immediately shouted in anger, "Who are you? How dare you kill my arm?"

Li Chen looked at Mo Qing and asked coldly, "Don't you want to track down the whereabouts of the Demon Young Master?"

When Mo Qing heard Li Chen's sudden inquiry, he was stunned on the spot.

"Who are you? How could you know the whereabouts of the Demon Young Master?"

Li Chen had a expressionless face and replied faintly, "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is whether you want to know the whereabouts of the Demon Young Master!"

Mo Qing's pupils suddenly contracted, and she stared at Li Chen and looked carefully.

"Where is the Demon Young Master now?"

Li Chen replied carelessly, "Die!"

Mo Qing was shocked, "How do you know he was dead? Who killed him?"

Li Chen smiled coldly and replied, "I killed him!"

Hearing Li Chen's words, Xue Ji's clear eyes immediately shone brightly.

Yan Ziyi and Liu Kewei looked at Li Chen with surprise.

Mo Qing was furious and shouted loudly, "I don't care if you kill you. If you dare to kill our Tianmo Sect, there is only one fate, and that is death!"

Before the word "death" was completely released, Mo Qing suddenly opened her arms, and countless long black and red silks, like spiders' claws, climbed onto the stone wall, and rolling black fog appeared around it, which looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Xue Ji, Yan Ziyi, and Liu Kewei were shocked and hurriedly spoke to remind her.

"Be careful, this is the secret method of untied black widow from the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Hearing Xue Ji's reminder, Li Chen couldn't help but sneer coldly.

"Haha, this name is very unique!"

Mo Qing's blood-red pupils almost spit out fire, and she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Boy, wait a moment, I see if you can still laugh?"
Chapter completed!