A sixth-level intermediate master was easily killed by the little girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old in front of him, and the other four could not accept this fact.

But that's the case. It's useless for them to not admit it. The corpses on the ground are getting cold little by little.

"Boss, she killed Basan!"

A woman's eyes were red, and she was extremely angry. The group of five people had been together for many years, especially since she and Basang had been together for the longest time, and she had already been like a family.

"I'm going to kill her to avenge Basan!"

As he said that, the woman rushed towards Luo Ling'er, and it was too late to stop the bald man.

Luo Ling'er curled a bloodthirsty sneer on her lips: "Very good! Another one who died."

If she kills one by one alone, she will lose one point of danger. As long as she breaks their defense, even if she cannot kill the bald head, at least she will have the ability to save her life.

The woman could not hear Luo Ling'er's mockery. She held the scimitar in her hands and slashed towards Luo Ling'er. Luo Ling'er was originally extremely powerful in her cultivation, so naturally the woman could see through her details with her move.

She was secretly shocked: "This guy's strength should be stronger than the reckless man just now, at least at the sixth level." But she was not panicked. Some of the eight-stage anti-sighted styles taught to her by Luo Wuxin, even if she was a seventh level opponent, so what if she was?

Besides, she also obtained the true teachings of her father Luo Bai. Even if her spiritual power is sealed, her defense ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people. If she transforms, her defense ability and attack power will be enhanced accordingly.

Luo Ling'er didn't want to waste time with her. After all, there were still three people waiting for her. It would be very unfavorable for her to consume a lot of physical strength.

A sharp light flashed through her clear eyes, and the tender face was full of murderous aura, which was not to be underestimated.

"Sister three, be careful!"

The woman turned around and smiled proudly at the other three: "Don't worry! This little girl I've killed will avenge Basang!"

Luo Ling'er snorted coldly, and the sword in her hand suddenly stabbed towards the woman, with swords and swords in the air full of murderous intent.

"Breaking through the air!"

Luo Ling'er stabbed the woman's chest with a sword. The scimitar in the woman's hand suddenly blocked her chest, and snorted coldly and said to Luo Ling'er: "With your skill, you want to break my defense and kill me?"

Luo Ling'er shrugged at her indifferently, then squinted her eyes and smiled: "You might as well look at your knife and then your chest."

Hearing this, the woman looked down at the scimitar blocking her chest. It was actually... a thin slit was cut by the sword energy that Luo Ling'er had just emitted, and a blood mark was also cut on her skin.

She looked at herself in disbelief and looked at Luo Ling'er again: "This...this...how is this possible?"

Luo Ling'er smiled slightly and said nothing. The eight styles against the heavens that Luo Wuxin passed to her were originally enough to look down on the world. In addition, his father's true teachings were put aside, but few people in the entire cultivation world could be her opponent.
Chapter completed!