"I tried my best to destroy half of my face, and I only exchanged for the Tang Sect prisoner."

"If it weren't for the Tang Sect's incident, I would probably die in prison."

"All my sufferings and the shame I suffered from the Tangmen dungeon, today you will repay me with all your capital and profit."

"Actually, I don't want to kill you so quickly. It's not enough for me to torture you for three or five months to slowly vent my anger."

"It's a pity that someone wants you to die as soon as possible. No matter what, you can't let you go back, Longdu robs the Tang Sect..."

"So, you go and die."

The woman in black said a few words gently, then pointed the gun at Song Hongyan.

"Swoosh--"

At this moment, a tree suddenly fell from her back.

The attacker was like a ghost, and at a speed faster than the wind, it broke out from the leaves above his head.

The sword in his hand is as sharp as lightning.

A whistling and thrusting down at a gap in the woman in black.

At this moment, thoughts have become a time-consuming luxury.

The woman in black changed her face and rushed forward. All her movements were entirely based on her subconscious instinct.

"flutter!"

Although the woman in black tried her best to pounce forward and avoid the vital points, the sword still penetrated her armpits coldly and sharply.

A stream of blood burst out from the wound.

When the woman in black endured the severe pain and jumped up, Yuan Qingyi was holding the blood-stained sword and staring at her coldly:

"Old friend, meet again..."
Chapter completed!