C9

When Jun Mohan rushed to the small courtyard, he saw such a shocking and cruel scene. Wherever White Brook went, the black clothed man would not be able to live.

However, White Brook was only immersed in his own world, only knowing that those people deserved to be killed. He had no idea that his method of killing was so cruel.

White Brook was holding a black clothed man, holding a ball of fire and burning the black clothed man. The black clothed man was holding a black clothed man, holding a ball of fire and burning the black clothed man.

A cold wind blew at the hem of White Brook's clothes. In this snowy night, the plum blossoms between White Brook's brows were incomparably enchanting.

"Oh my god, that's scary. This is even scarier than evil spirits! "

Qing Feng, who was standing beside Jun Mohan, could not help but let out a cry of alarm, causing White Brook to turn around and look in the direction of the tree they were standing on, sending a ball of fire at him.

With a loud "bang", the big tree burned like a fireball, scaring Jun Mohan and Qing Feng so much that they quickly flew out, escaping from the place that was filled with fireballs. In the blink of an eye, the tree which had been pressed down by the snow turned into a pile of tree stumps, standing alone on the snow.

"prince, what do we do?"

Qing Feng worriedly looked at the killing lady in front of him, a burst of coldness surging into his heart. When did such a powerful woman exist in the martial arts world, how could he not know?

Jun Mohan frowned when he heard this. He flew to White Brook's side, one hand wrapped around White Brook's waist as he dealt with White Brook's palm that was flying towards him. It wasn't that he was bored to the point of meddling in other people's business. If White Brook continued to kill like this then he would truly be killed like a monster.

"Everyone retreat!"

The red-clothed female took advantage of the entanglement between White Brook and Jun Mohan to leave the small courtyard with Liao Kuang and her subordinates. He had originally wanted to leave, but who knew that Lan Yi would lead a group of people and block the door.

"Speak, who ordered you to abduct my Miss?"

Lan Yi's face no longer had the innocence a young lady should have, it had been replaced with an endless indifference, the sword in his hand pointing towards the smiling face of the lady in red.

"Little girl, what if I don't say anything? What can you do to me? "

From the woman in red's point of view, these people were only here to die. She didn't want to waste her breath on them. She had to hurry and report this to the Demon Lord. What she had seen today was truly too surprising.

"Then don't blame me for being impolite."

Lan Yi's eyes turned cold. He pulled out the sword in his hand and instantly clashed with the lady in red.

White Brook and Jun Mohan were the same as well. Jun Mohan received several palm strikes, and a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth. However, he still desperately hugged White Brook and continued to talk beside her.

This scene stunned Qing Feng who was standing at the side. Since when did prince have such a strong taste? If she really became his master, then he would be guilty in the future.

As he thought this, he revealed a pained expression and continued to watch the battle.

At this moment, the Plum Blossom on White Brook's forehead was growing weaker and weaker. Finally, it became a cluster of red lumps, and its strength was no longer as strong as before, as it slowly fell into Jun Mohan's embrace.

Outside the small courtyard, Lan Yi was not a match for the lady in red, and was pushed back to the edge of the cliff.

"Go to hell!"

With a palm strike landing on Lan Yi's chest, he instantly fell off the cliff. But at this moment, a woman dressed in red jumped off the cliff, and flew up while holding Lan Yi by the waist. Before anyone could react, a red handkerchief appeared and struck the woman who had beaten up Lan Yi, enveloping her, and before she could even react, the enchanting woman in red was thrown a few metres away.

The woman instantly coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. Her hair was let down and she looked at the person in front of her with a ferocious expression.