The man cast a gloomy glance at Chu Luohen, then looked at Su Jiu a short distance away. A flicker of regret passed through his eyes.
"I had no idea disciples of the Azure Tide Sect had begun resorting to such dirty tricks as sneak attacks, especially against an ordinary cultivator whose Cultivation Level is who knows how far below yours."
Chu Luohen's move had also caught Yang Guo's attention. Unlike him, she did not choose silence in every situation. Against a monster like this, she could not lose the fight, much less the war of words.
"Hah, you have the nerve to accuse someone else of a sneak attack? At least we dare to stand here openly, unlike a rat like you, hiding your head while your tail sticks out. Besides, who knows whether you were lurking in the shadows to ambush A Jiu?"
Just as Yang Guo had said, Chu Luohen had not unleashed that streak of Sword Qi to take A Meng's life, but to force the Nightmare Demon out of hiding.
The Nightmare Demon had concealed his presence well. As far as Chu Luohen was concerned, unless he showed himself, he would remain an uncontrollable variable.
And Su Jiu could no longer withstand any uncontrollable variables.
In fact, the instant Chu Luohen unleashed his sword strike, A Meng had sensed his killing intent. But with the gap in their Cultivation Levels, she knew she could not possibly dodge in time. Her mind had gone blank in that instant. Only when she recovered and her thoughts began moving again did she realize he had used her to draw A Yan out.
She was furious with both him and herself-at his cunning, and at her own inability to help the Nightmare Demon in any way, leaving her only