"It's still a little short, but this distance is enough."

Yu Wenwen was making sword skills with her hands, and the green hair on her pretty face did not move in the wind.

The ancient sword trembled lightly, and the little girl stood on the tip of the sword, imitating Yu Wenwen's gestures, with a serious look on her face, and a powerful wave of spiritual power emitted from her whole body.

Sword winds are everywhere.

Yu Wenwen pointed her sword forward, and then the ancient sword disappeared instantly like an arrow from the string.

After three breaths.

The ancient sword flew back from the sky, with scarlet blood stains on its body.

The innkeeper who fell to the ground and couldn't stop crying in fear asked in a trembling voice: "The landlady...is she...dead?"

Yu Wenwen nodded.

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Yu Wenwen looked at him and said in surprise: "He should be dead."

Shen Yu said calmly: "I said there is another one."

Yu Wenwen frowned, and then understood.

The originally panicked innkeeper's eyes suddenly tightened, his momentum suddenly changed, and he was about to soar into the sky the next moment.

Pfft.

Before he could exert any force, he was pierced through the heart with a wooden sword and then nailed to the pillar of the rain corridor.

He stared blankly at the green-shirted figure in the distance, unable to understand until his death how he could be seen.

Shen Yu's eyes were as calm as ever, as if he had done a very simple thing.

Yu Wenwen said: "How did you see it?"

"I didn't see anything wrong with him. It's just that I met him more than ten years ago. I didn't expect that more than ten years later, his appearance has not changed at all. It's a bit fake."

Yu Wenwen asked dumbly: "How old were you ten years ago?"

Shen Yu thought for a while and said, "Seven years old."


Chapter completed!