After a moment of silence, Su Shi'er's brows twitched slightly.
He secretly pondered, Senior Mo Huaikong left in such a hurry. I fear it was not simply to fight that Body Integration stage Great Demon.
He had originally thought that, having caught up this time, he could ask about Master Jie Kong.
Looking at the situation, he could only wait until they met again another day to get to the bottom of it.
As he pondered, Su Shi'er's expression suddenly tightened.
He felt a chilling killing intent descend upon him, setting alarm bells ringing in his heart.
Without a second thought, Su Shi'er's body swayed as he swiftly shifted several yards to the side.
At the very instant he moved aside, a streak of sword qi slashed through the spot where he had just stood.
The sword qi missed and struck the ground, leaving behind a conspicuous sword mark.
Su Shi'er steadied his swaying body, feeling a mouthful of warm blood rise in his throat.
Before he could spit it out, he swiftly suppressed it and forcibly swallowed it back down.
He quickly turned his head and met a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.
"Why are you doing this, Fellow Daoist Ling?"
His gaze falling on Ling Yue Shang, Su Shi'er immediately spoke.
"Since the Heavenly Gang Green Wood Sword of my Xuan Yuan Sword Sect is in your hands, is there any need to ask?"
Ling Yue Shang's face was pale and bloodless, and her spirit remained listless.
No joy or anger could be seen on her face.
Yet her eyes revealed icy coldness and grim killing intent.
"Why must Fellow Daoist Ling be angry? There are indeed other circumstances behind this matter. This humble one had no choice but to conceal it."
Su Shi'er gave a bitter smile