Chapter 23
Hearing Gong Yunxin's words, the man in the bamboo hat couldn't help laughing, his hoarse voice sounded particularly harsh at night: "Hahaha, ignorant boy, Tingfeng Pavilion is the most authoritative source of information in Xuanji Continent, and Could it be false?"

After his words fell, the gray-robed man who had been standing by the side suddenly raised his hand, and a blue spiritual blade slashed at her. She dodged quickly but her arm was still scratched, "Hand over the Sky Spirit Flower!" .”

He repeated what he said just now, his tone still not fluctuating.

Before Gong Yunxin could speak, he raised his hand and slapped again. The wind of the palm hit directly. Gong Yunxin was sent flying several meters away, and fell to the ground hard.

"His grandma's, cough, cough..." Gong Yunxin cursed at the bottom, the blood in his chest was churning, and a mouthful of blood spewed out directly. It felt like his internal organs were about to be displaced, and even breathing hurt.

If it wasn't for the power of reincarnation protecting her, she would probably have been slapped to death directly.

Now she is really too weak, too weak...

When her spiritual roots are completely restored, the suffering she has suffered today will surely be repaid a hundredfold by those who hurt her.

When the rest of the people saw the blue spiritual power of the man in gray, they didn't dare to go forward. After all, there are very few green-rank magicians on this continent. With their cultivation base, to provoke this man is undoubtedly to go die.

Seeing Gong Yunxin laying still on the ground, the man in gray waved his hand lightly, and one of his attendants quickly approached Gong Yunxin.

After approaching, he found that Gong Yunxin had not moved. Even if he received the young master's palm, he would surely die, let alone an ordinary person with no cultivation.

Thinking of this, the man turned his head and said, "Young master, she is already dead."

"Maybe I'm not dead yet, let's make another cut." After the gray-clothed man's voice fell, Gong Yunxin, who was pretending to be dead, gritted her teeth with hatred. Maybe the man guessed that she was pretending to be dead, so that's why he said so.

The attendant drew out his sword and stabbed at Gong Yunxin's chest. During this breath, the dagger in Gong Yunxin's hand flew out of nowhere, and cut off the man's carotid artery with lightning speed!

"Clang..." The entourage's sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He stared intently, stretched out his hand to pinch his throat, and blood gushed out from his fingertips.

"You...you..." He couldn't figure out why an ordinary person with no cultivation was still alive after receiving the palm of the young master?

He didn't even understand why the dagger that cut his throat came out of nowhere, and he fixed his eyes on the girl in front of him.

Before dying, he saw the girl who had her eyes closed and motionless opened her eyes gently, and smiled at him...

If she wanted to kill her, she would have to take one with her to the death, otherwise wouldn't it be too much of a loss.

Gong Yunxin's ears were buzzing, she didn't have the strength to lift her hands up, and her head was aching, as if some force was rushing inside, and it was about to burst her head. This feeling made her extremely painful, and her eyes were foggy...

The death of the entourage made everyone present stunned. The man who died just now had his back facing them, so they didn't see the dagger that they flew up. People should be more than enough.

How could he die for no reason like this?

A gust of cold wind blew up and rolled up the fallen leaves. Everyone looked at each other and felt that this matter was too strange, which made people feel chills down their spines.

(End of this chapter)

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