Luo Yao rubbed his left face. It was still hot and there was a piercing pain. Judging from the touch, it was bloody and disfigured.

His face became extremely gloomy. Luo Yao stared at Ji Xu in front of him, with unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes.

He admitted that he underestimated the other party, but he did not expect that this guy from the countryside would react so quickly in the battle. Not only did he have a clear grasp of the timing, but he did not waste a second chance.

Ji Xu pulled out the dagger from his waist and said lightly: "What do you mean?"

"I was just trying to try you." Luo Yao thought that Mu Jin had just asked him to come over and try something special about this guy, who could be friends with the eldest lady of the [Yin Yang Family], but now, he doesn't think so anymore.

"Now, I just want to kill you!"

Luo Yao moved his feet, and the blood in his body burst out, wrapping around like a long dragon outside his body. At the same time, with a sharp edge, the sword in his hand pointed straight at Ji Xu and stabbed him suddenly.

Ji Xu's eyes flashed, and the sharpness emanated from the other party's body was already guessing that Luo Yao should be the "sword" among the six techniques he practiced.

Although he was a little confused about how the other party was clearly in the hidden meridian, he could still use qi and blood and spread the six techniques, but now he couldn't let him think about it carefully.

Luo Yao's sword quickly turned closer in blinking.

Ji Xu doesn't understand sword moves, but he has rich combat experience, and all responses are blocking and offsetting.

Kung Fu has always existed, and the moves have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and have evolved and solidified from the battles and survival with people and beasts again and again.

Ordinary people have limited energy, so knowing how to do the trick is nothing. At most, they can protect themselves from physical fitness, so there are many martial arts schools.

But martyrs are different. They have the power of qi and blood, and their physical fitness alone is much more harmful than the masters who have been fighting for a long time. Their fist moves are just simple means of fighting and a killing skill.

"It seems that we will learn some fighting skills in the future." Ji Xu thought to himself.

[Public Shu] The family is good at making tool mechanisms, using puppets, but has almost no combat power. Of course, this is also possible compared to other martyrs, dealing with a few ordinary people, so their clan has another force, specifically cultivating them to protect these direct tribe members, which is the attendant.

Luo Yao was the servant assigned to Mu Jin since childhood.

Ji Xu kept holding on to Luo Yao's sword that was stabbed by change. Through his perception of the qi, he had already seen that Luo Yao was not as good as the state of blood and qi, which was worse than his current qi and blood, and was even more said to be sensitive to the heart fire.

Yes, although there are many geniuses in the world, not everyone is.

Old Man Lu has been as blood as smoke for most of his life. Luo Yao is just a guard of the hidden vein, which is equivalent to a guard duty passed down from generation to generation. It is already a good talent to be able to reach the realm of blood as blood as dragon at this age.

Don’t forget that Cheng Yuan had a blood and qi plasm into plasma before. Although he was a little lazy, it also indirectly shows that the qi and blood tract is not easy to walk, and Ji Xu just took too much advantage.

Although Luo Yao practiced the "Sword" of the Six Techniques, he was still quite short of fire. The energy of the qi and blood on his body was not mixed with much sword intent, and the ordinary qi and blood released outside really did not cause any harm to Ji Xu.

Ji Xu's face was calm. Although the person in front of him was not as strong as the sword energy that Fang Xingyuan had emitted, he was still a master. If he had not used the Blood Soul Jade to improve, he would naturally be much more difficult to fight with him.

But now, all the opponent's actions cannot escape his own perception. Moreover, the difference between the two in terms of the purity of blood and energy is too big. It's just that seeing the opponent's sword moves are quite systematic, some famous masters want to learn from their own way.

Luo Yao gritted his teeth and jumped to the side as Ji Xu swung his sword, his face darker.

He could naturally see that the boy in front of him did not have any fighting skills, and all his movements were just passively defending and blocking, but this made him even more angry.

A kid who knows nothing can accurately block all his attacks and looks easeless. And the opponent's movements began to become proficient. The dagger occasionally swung the tricks he had used. At this point, he still didn't understand how he treated him as a scoop.

Luo Yao felt the scorching pain on his left face. He didn't understand why his blood and energy could not cover this burning injury. Instead, the pain was even more severe when his qi and blood power moved over, but it did not prevent his heart from becoming more intense.

He is the attendant of the [Kongshu] clan, loyalty to his master is the first, and the second is his own dignity.

Luo Yao felt that he was humiliated by a special service team's rustic bun, and he was also a defilement of his identity as a servant. If he could not even kill such a person, what kind of face would he have to face Mu Ji?

Ji Xu looked at Luo Yao, whose eyes were crazy and his face became a little ferocious, and sighed in his heart. Although he didn't know why these martyrs seemed to be inexplicably paranoid, since the other party was still determined to kill him, he had nothing to show mercy.

I originally thought I had met several times and said a few words. I was a teammate of this mission, but I didn’t expect that when a certain idea was not in line with it, some twists and turns would inevitably happen.

Ji Xu looked at the stabbing sword light quietly, and he suddenly understood something in his heart.

On this road I have embarked on, I have become a martyr, like a swordsman on a narrow road, either killing or being killed, with no other option.

Luo Yao's pupils contracted, and then suddenly became a little dispersed. He watched his long sword stabbed slowly to the ground, and then slowly lowered his head to look at the short sword that had broken through his body and steadily penetrated through his chest.

The dagger was held by a fair hand, and the nails on the hand were very short, neat and clean.

Luo Yao reluctantly raised his head and looked at Ji Xu, who was expressionless, and pulled the corners of his mouth, and a bloodline flowed down.

Ji Xu pulled out the dagger and watched Luo Yao's body fall to the ground. In the end, the other party had no regrets in his eyes, only sadness and desire for life.

"But so what?" Ji Xu shook off the short sword, and the remaining blood on it was thrown off, leaving no trace under the action of the scorching blood.

Putting away the dagger, Ji Xu tightened his loose backpack and slowly walked to the night ahead.

...

Near the pagoda led by the qi in the sky, a temple is much higher than the surrounding Buddhist temples.

"What's wrong?" Zhuge Min looked at Mu Ji, whose face suddenly changed, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Luo Yao, he is dead." Mu Jin's face turned pale in an instant, and he said in a stuttering tone.

Just now, the "spirit lock" between her and Luo Yao suddenly broke. This is a secret mechanism. It has been planted in both parties since childhood. Now, we can naturally know that the servant partner who has been with her since childhood has gone to another world.
Chapter completed!