Supreme Immortal Demon

As if sensing the girl's change, the monk in black lowered his head and glanced at the girl who was held in his hand like a chicken.

At the same time, the girl also raised her head, her eyes bright and clear.

The two of them were only two steps away from the diabolo master.

The moment the monk in black retracted his gaze, the girl's eyes suddenly changed. It was almost desperate madness, and the madness was mixed with a trace of absurdity that even she herself could not understand.

Snapped!

One of her hands grasped the dagger.

The monk in black raised his lips slightly. He didn't understand what the girl wanted to do, but to him it was just a kitten scratching its paws, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

People such as Master Diabolo and Yun He also noticed Ren Jing'er's behavior and either sneered or shook their heads in ridicule.

"You still haven't given up yet... Such a fiery temper." Master Diabolo narrowed his eyes and looked greedily at Ren Jing'er's pretty face.

At this moment, Ren Jing'er shouted, waved her arm, threw the sheath, and drew the sword!

A flash of silver light flashed, it was the color of the sword light, the Tao Dan skill that had not even reached the level of mana.

The monk in black didn't look at it, but stretched out a finger and gently touched Ren Jing'er's knife.

Feeling the finger falling from the sky, like a mountain pressing down on top, blocking out the sky and the sun, Ren Jing'er's whole body felt weak, suffocating to the point of fainting at any moment. She didn't know why she made this helpless blow. Is it just because she was unwilling? Or maybe it was because of the demonic voice of the man in white that only he could see.

Wow!

Amid the overwhelming pressure that surpassed countless levels, only the girl's hand and the knife in her hand rose against the sky.

The sword light finally touched the black-clothed monk's finger.

Ren Jing'er closed her eyes, and at this moment a miserable and painful roar sounded in her ears.

Quickly opening her eyes, Ren Jing'er saw the monk in black covering his broken wrist. His entire palm, including the outstretched finger, had been chopped to pieces by his father's short blade. It fell to the ground and was rotting away bit by bit.

And soon, the decay extended to the black monk's severed wrist. It spread upwards bit by bit, and eventually most of the arm was riddled with holes. Falling apart, shattering, and rotting in a blink of an eye.

This... what's going on!

Ren Jing'er looked at the scene in front of her in shock, her brain stagnating for a moment. Gradually, her eyes fell on the twisted and twisted ugly runes on the short blade, and her heart beat faster.

Buzz!

After a brief period of confusion, the young geniuses of the Jade God Alliance exploded, with expressions of shock, solemnity, and fear, and the looks they looked at Ren Jing'er were weird and weird.

Even if Ren Jing'er has a pill that can increase her strength in a short period of time. But it can only reach the Return to the Void Realm at most, how can it possibly harm a strong person in the True Dao Realm! Not to mention directly crippling an arm of a strong man in the True Dao Realm!

The only possibility is that there is something wrong with the short knife in her hand.

"Master... Master Diabolo, what is going on!"

Yunhe quietly took two steps back, swallowed, looked at Master Diabolo, and asked nervously.

"This, this, this...how is this possible..."

Compared to anyone present, Master Diabolo's reaction was more violent. Even more than the monk in black who was in pain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom... Master Diabolo's heart was beating wildly, and he seemed to be in a daze, his face twitching rapidly. Staring at Ren Jing'er's dagger in shock, greed, fear, and bewilderment.

"Master...what's going on?" Yunhe felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Seeing Master Diabolo, whom he had always revered as a god, showing the shock that only a mortal could have, Yunhe felt very uncomfortable.

"Damn it... damn woman... I'm going to kill you!"

The right arm of the black-clothed monk has been cut off at the root, and the entire right shoulder has been shattered, and it is still spreading downwards. It is a sight that is neither human nor ghost, which makes people feel frightened.

Roaring angrily, the monk in black pounced on Ren Jing'er, using his left hand to attack with all his strength. There was anger and a hint of fear in the red eyes.

As soon as the black-clothed monk got up, Ren Jing'er was suppressed to the point of almost fainting. He knelt down directly to the ground like he was carrying a huge weight on his back.

The thin line between life and death. She gritted her teeth, took a few steps, and swung the short knife.

"Be careful! Don't go!"

Master Diabolo seemed to have reacted at this moment and shouted loudly, but it was too late.

A ball of mysterious divine energy flew out from the tip of Ren Jing'er's knife and shot towards the monk in black.

The divine flower flew through the air, and the void exploded. Almost everyone trembled under the divine flower, except Ren Jing'er.

"No..." the monk in black shouted in despair.

The divine flower submerged him, swallowed him up, and finally melted into residue, slowly drifting away.

"Well……"

Ren Jing'er lowered her head and looked at her father's last relic in disbelief.

It was still the short sword that had accompanied him for many years, but at this moment, it became different.

"It's that knife." Yunhe took another step back, and like the rest of the Jade God Alliance geniuses, looked at Ren Jing'er's knife in horror.

Not far away, Master Diabolo's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, which was both crazy and a little solemn. He suddenly asked: "Girl, who gave this knife... to you?"

"My father." Ren Jing'er said subconsciously, but she regretted it after saying it.

"Your father? He is also a Tianmen monk? It turns out that there are also strong Tianmen in this realm." There was a hint of goodwill in Master Diabolo's tone.

Tianmen monk?

Ren Jinger said nothing, but the man in white in the attic came to mind.

"Tianmen monk..." Yun He was startled, with a complicated expression and a slightly flushed face. Then he suddenly remembered something and said to Master Kongzhu: "Master... Both parents of this girl are dead."

"Hmm..." Master Kongzhu's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he nodded slightly without saying anything.

"It's a pity that you are still not firm enough. Otherwise, you can capture him and turn the situation around."

Luo Chuan's voice came and echoed in the ears of the girl.

Ren Jing'er looked at Master Kongzhu who was surrounded by people and gritted her teeth secretly.

If she had been more resolute before, she could take the opportunity to capture the Master Kongzhu as a hostage after cutting off the hand of the black-clothed strongman.

But now, she has consumed too much vitality and power after slashing twice, and the remaining vitality can only be used once more.

"You have one more chance. This chance is your last chance and the only chance."

Hearing this, Ren Jing'er showed a resolute look on her face, and said silently in her heart... Tell me, what to do?

"Very simple. Do you dare to kill people?"

Ren Jing'er was stunned.

"Hehe, didn't you just kill someone? It's just that this time, you need to kill a little more... Actually not many, just a few hundred monks."

A few... a few hundred people...

Ren Jing'er was completely stunned... A few hundred people... Not many? Who are you? Why are you helping me? It was you who changed my father's knife... You are so powerful, why don't you do it yourself!

"I won't do it to them... I'm just someone who helps you fulfill your wish."

If you don't do it yourself... let me kill people, hum!

Ren Jing'er didn't understand what Luo Chuan meant, but her perception of Luo Chuan had changed.

The man in white is most likely also a Tianmen monk! Just like Master Yunhe! He didn't do it himself, perhaps because he didn't want to be exposed, and he was most likely being hunted by a powerful enemy, or he didn't want to have a head-on conflict with Master Yunhe! Think about it, although they are both Tianmen monks, how can the Tianmen monks in Tiannan Domain compare to the Tianmen monks in Yushen Domain. Besides, he is so young, Master Yunhe is much older than him, and naturally more powerful! But no matter what, he is also one of us!

Ren Jing'er thought about these ideas, but the mysterious man didn't say anything, which made Ren Jing'er's guess more certain.

The only chance... where is the chance? Kill hundreds of people... where are those hundreds of people?

Just as Ren Jing'er was thinking hard, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Snap!

Her right hand holding the dagger was hit, and a strange force surged, as if an invisible claw grabbed the handle of the dagger.

"Don't..."

Ren Jing'er shouted.

The dagger flew out of her hand and fell into the hands of another person.

The man stepped on the cloud seat and flew from the west, wearing a silver battle armor, followed by three hundred monks riding dragon horses and full of murderous intent.

"Give it back to me! That's what my father gave me!"

Ren Jing'er's face changed drastically. This dagger was her only reliance at the moment.

Without this magical knife, how can there be any chance!

"Good knife... Is this a magic weapon that integrates the mysterious pattern?" The silver-armored monk stroked the dagger with a fiery look. (To be continued)