After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Bad things

    The girl's face was loose, but her lips were an ugly white-gray color, which contrasted with the bubbling bright red on her chest, which was shocking.

    Master Jiaoxin was in a stalemate with Mu Wushuang.

    He stared fiercely at Mu Wushuang and didn't move, but the veins on the back of his palm holding the stick and spear were bulging, obviously concentrating.

    The tense atmosphere seemed to have froze, cold sweat was dripping on Master Jiaoxin's forehead, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

    It's not bad that he took the demon's heart, but the heart is also one of the areas where the magic power is accumulated thickly.

    As soon as he stabbed in, the extreme gap in the magic power in his heart made it difficult for the tip of his staff to go any further.

    But there is no turning back when he opens the bow. He has this opportunity, so how can he be willing to give up?

    After all, although it was difficult to get another inch, but he really stabbed into the heart.

    The heart vein has been damaged, no matter how powerful your devilish energy is, it is destined to dissipate.

    Now he just needs to spend time with this Demon Venerable, and at the same time beware of her backhands, taking her down is only a matter of time.

    Master Jiaoxin's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to slack off for a moment, staring at Mu Wushuang's situation in front of him.

    Time flows little by little.

    The vitality of Mu Wushuang's body was visibly passing away.

    The blood dripping from the clothes gradually flowed out under the feet of the two of them, turning into a pool of dark red color.

    When the cold wind blows, the mottled bloodstains that bleed out slightly dry up.

    Master Jiaoxin's expression became more and more ugly.

    The crutch in his palm poured his magic power into Mu Wushuang's heart veins in an endless stream, trying to disperse the magic energy in her veins and hasten her death.

    But Mu Wushuang's heart is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much magic power he injects, it will disappear without a trace.

    It was as if... Mu Wushuang had swallowed his devilish energy.

    This thought flashed through Master Jiaoxin's mind, and the next moment, the bearded and haired old man suddenly pulled out his crutches and took a few steps back quickly!

    Mu Wushuang's eyelids drooped, and there seemed to be disappointment on his face.

    Chi -

    Master Jiaoxin's eyes suddenly turned into copper bells.

    His heart was pierced by a long and narrow knife, and the blade protruded from his chest, bringing out tiny foam of blood.

    Behind him, a young man with black hair and red eyes held a knife in one hand.

    He was surrounded by black mist, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

    And the "weak" Mu Wushuang in front of her straightened her waist immediately, and her beautiful brows frowned into a big pimple.

    With a bang, Master Jiaoxin fell to the ground, revealing Mu Wushuang's glaring face behind him.

    Gui Lan retracted the knife, then raised his head, looking at her with a cold expression.