Squelch~
The blade pierced flesh, and blood spurted everywhere in an instant.
Ye Haochuan watched Kou Jing quietly, his hand gripping the sword tip was soaked in crimson blood, yet he seemed to feel no pain at all.
Kou Jing stared at the blood flowing everywhere, dumbfounded, and the longsword in her hand could not move an inch further. Instead, the Divine Concealment Sword, now tasting its master's blood, faintly emitted a shivering sound of excitement.
"What's wrong? Can't bring yourself to do it?" Liu Chengyu mocked from the side when he saw Kou Jing hesitating, "It was this person in front of you who caused the deaths of your grandfather and master. Don't you want to avenge them?"
"I..."
Kou Jing felt her mind go blank; she didn't know how to respond or whether to continue stabbing this sword down.
