Chapter 814

Zhang Wuji was stunned and couldn't help but smile bitterly; this person was truly ruthless—already beaten into such a state, yet still wanting to seek revenge?

This courage and perseverance were truly shameful; if it were him, he probably wouldn't have this kind of boldness.

It was just that the people of the Mo Sect were arrogant and domineering, killing, looting, stealing chickens, and touching dogs—they did everything; although they had been eradicated now, no one could guarantee if there would be any fish that slipped through the net. Su Chen fighting alone was inevitably...

Zhang Wuji looked at Su Chen with some worry.

Su Chen naturally understood the concerns in Zhang Wuji's heart, just smiled slightly, "Rest assured, I know what I am doing."

"Benefactor Su, this poor monk will accompany you on a trip." Kongwen also stepped out of the temple door and followed.

This brat had just saved the lives of their Shaolin Sect, and now that Su Chen was in trouble, how could he stand by and watch?

Su Chen nodded; he needed a helper, and this Master Kongwen happened to meet his conditions.

The two walked side by side, while Zhang Wuji fell behind to guard the rear.

Half an hour later, on a hill.

The mountain wind blew, the grass and trees swayed, and the branches of two withered locust trees shook chaotically.

A figure stood at the peak of the locust tree, standing with his hands behind his back, looking forward; not far from his side, a stone tablet was inserted there, inscribed with three vigorous characters—*Wuji Mountain*!

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It was already the middle of the night, and the surroundings were pitch black, with only the occasional howl of wolves and the chirping of insects, adding a bit of misery.

This person was the Ghost Sword, the Ghost King, one of the three great elders of the Mo Sect!

Suddenly, a sound of rapid shouting came, waking the Ghost Sword.

The Ghost Sword turned slowly; by the moonlight, he could vaguely see a black shadow approaching rapidly.

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The person who came was a woman, wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat, her appearance unclear; however, from her figure, she was a graceful and beautiful woman.

"You couldn't escape after all." The Ghost Sword snorted lightly, his eyes narrowing into a thin line.

The person stopped, took off the bamboo hat, and revealed a charming and beautiful face; this woman was none other than the Emei disciple Miss Jing Xu!

"Hmph, you don't need to use a provocation tactic; since I dared to come out, naturally I am holding the determination to die!" Miss Jing Xu said, her voice revealing some weakness; her state seemed not good.

The Ghost Sword looked at Miss Jing Xu contemptuously and sneered, "Not bad, you actually practiced the *Thousand-Blade Cold Poison*."

Miss Jing Xu smiled coldly, "If I couldn't even see through this little trick, I would be unworthy of being an Emei disciple!" ===== CHAPTER 816 =====