The sword shadows resembled falling maple leaves, sharp as blades.
With several "puh-puh-puh" sounds, the sword shadows that flew out from the [Water Cold Sword] all struck the body of the gray-haired elder.
"Puh-chi!"
The gray-haired elder was wounded by the sword shadows, immediately spitting out blood, his face turning pale, his eyes blank.
At this time, a few traces of a cold smile swept across Jing Ke's gentle face, and he said indifferently, "I won't kill you."
The gray-haired elder, with a "thud," knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, constantly vomiting blood. If Jing Ke wanted to kill the gray-haired elder, he only needed to gently move the sword in his hand.
But Jing Ke put away the [Water Cold Sword], no longer looking at the gray-haired elder, and turned to walk straight towards Lyu Bu.
However, Lyu Bu laughed a few times, saying, "Go help Luo Shen, no need to help me."
"... Understood."
