Chapter 603 is already a dead person
"Cough...cough cough!"

Yun Luo choked on the blood gushing from his chest, coughed heavily, and lay half on the ground.

When she raised her eyes, ten killers in black were already surrounding her.

The sharp sword and the long sword were filled with murderous intent, which made the cold eyes look like black and impermanent men who were threatening their lives.

"Hehe...hehe..." Yun Luo suddenly laughed.

The laughter was indescribably cold and mocking, and these killers in black were stunned for a moment.

"You are very courageous to laugh even when you are about to die." A gloomy voice came from all directions, like a ghostly voice.

Yun Luo laughed while coughing up blood. After spitting out the congestion on his chest, he felt much more relaxed.

She raised her eyes sarcastically, "I laugh at how proud I am. A small seventh-level person can actually use ten eighth-level experts, one... top eight-level masters, to hunt me down together. It's really an honor... …”

She was seriously injured internally, and even her speech was weak, showing a strong sense of weakness.

But this could not hide the irony and sharpness in her words.

"Hmph! You're just an ant, you're really putting money on your face!"

The gloomy voice couldn't help but feel angry, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up, rushing directly towards Yun Luo's face, as if he wanted to slap her in the air.

Yun Luo tilted his head suddenly, and the strong wind fell on the ground behind him, causing the soil to fly.

Her eyes turned cold, "Isn't what I said the truth?"

While she was speaking, a small medicine bottle suddenly appeared in one of her hands behind her back, and the bottle cap was opened.

A thin wisp of colorless smoke overflowed from the mouth of the bottle.

With Yun Luo as the center, it slowly spreads around...

At this time, slight footsteps sounded.

A tall figure emerged from the darkness, walking over slowly with his hands behind his back.

The ten men in black who surrounded Yun Luo respectfully moved out of the way.Yun Luo narrowed her eyes warily - this person should be the one hiding in the dark, making her feel strongly threatened and locked in, right?
He is also the leader of this group of black-clad killers.

I saw that this man was a middle-aged man with a cold face, a hooked nose, a pair of sharp and narrow triangular eyes, a cold face, and a long breath.

His strength is much higher than Yun Luo.

Warriors cannot see through people who are stronger than themselves. Therefore, although Yun Luo noticed his existence early, he was unable to judge his level.

He didn't even wear a mask and showed his true face openly, obviously not caring about being seen by her.

Because in the eyes of this middle-aged man, Yun Luo is already a dead person.

So what if I saw it?

"You are right about what you said. It is indeed an honor for you to die in the hands of my Lord." The middle-aged man looked down at Yun Luo coldly, his eyes disdainful and contemptuous.

Yun Luo raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "Oh? I wonder what the venerable's name is?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, I will give you the title of Feng."

Venerable Wind?
Yun Luo secretly wrote down this name and glanced at him again: "Looking at your dark clothes, you must not be from Xianle Palace, right?"

Just by hearing the name, you can tell what Xianle Palace is about.

Xue Yi was dressed in white from head to toe, and she didn't even want to cover it up in the ghost market, making it look like she was wearing sackcloth and mourning.

"Ok?"

Master Feng glanced at her in surprise, then looked away with contempt on his face.

It was as if this slight glance was already condescending to him.

"You're a mere ant, but you actually know the name of Xianle Palace. You have some knowledge."

(End of this chapter)

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