Published at 11th of October 2018 09:55:04 PM
Chapter 1592: 1592
Chapter 1592 – To confess his real feeling (4)

At the same time, the dagger that glittered with frost appeared in the place Su Luo was at .

There were actually assassins that came to kill her!

This dagger came too fast and too suddenly, so fast that Su Luo almost couldn’t react . Fortunately, her sharp perception of danger made her subconsciously move and she rolled to the ground . Thus, she avoided the strong killing move .

At this moment, a faint shadow suddenly appeared inside the room .

The dagger was lifted up high . That virtue image once again fiercely stabbed towards Su Luo’s neck .

His style was fast and accurate, sharp and cold . Making it hard for people to react .

Su Luo’s pupil instantly tightened, reflecting the cold light from the dagger .

Just at this critical moment .

The dagger in Su Luo’s hand suddenly blocked .


An intense hissing sound of metal on metal continued without an end .

Dagger and dagger blocked each other, colliding together . Momentarily, sparks flew in all directions .

That virtual image didn’t retreat and instead pushed forward .

And Su Luo’s figure was continually pressured to make her move back . In the end, with a ‘thump’ sound, Su Luo’s back was against the firm wall . And at this moment, before her was the edge of the blade with a murderous aura . There was also that pair of eyes, flashing with bloodthirsty light .

The edge of the blade stabbed towards Su Luo’s eyes .

The moonlight shot into the room through the window, scattering in a clean room .

Using the moonlight Su Luo stared rigidly at this virtual image that was shrouded in shadows . She was certain that she had never seen the person in front of her . But she didn’t understand why the opponent would look for her . Moreover, every step used was a killing move that had no emotions .

The edge of the blade came closer and closer to Su Luo’s eyes .

Three inches, two inches, one inch… .

If the edge of the blade stabbed in, then Su Luo’s life would be lost .

Although Su Luo’s dagger was blocking him, but she couldn’t block the opponent’s strength .

How was it that Nangong Liuyun still wasn’t here? Su Luo’s thoughts were somewhat anxious .

Just at this tense moment . Su Luo could hear faintly that not far away came a burst of strong spirit force fluctuations and the sound of weapons colliding .

Looks like the opponent wasn’t only here to kill her . They even dispatched people to attack Nangong Liuyun . And more than likely, it wasn’t just one person besieging Nangong Liuyun, moreover, their strength was much stronger .

Su Luo’s face was like condensed frost, grave and cold . She knew now that she couldn’t rely on anyone, she could only rely on herself .

Just when the edge of the blade was about to stab into Su Luo’s eyes——

“Whoosh——” A cold sword flew out from Su Luo’s sleeves . With a ‘hiss’, it stabbed towards the virtual image .

Cheng Ying Sword, at the critical moment, automatically flew out, protecting its master .

Once Cheng Ying Sword appeared, it ruthlessly stabbed into the virtual image . But what surprised Su Luo was that Cheng Ying Sword actually flew through that virtual image . Afterwards, the virtual image once again condensed into a body . Cheng Ying Sword seemed to have no effect on the virtual image!

How could it be like this? Was the person in front of their eyes a person or a ghost?

Su Luo’s eyes narrowed dangerously, as she coldly watched her opponent: “In the end, who are you?”

The opponent’s mouth hidden in the shadow hooked up sinsterly . Eyes shooting out a strange light that terrified people . Encountering his gaze, Su Luo’s mind was dizzy for a split second .

Just at this moment, another figure flew over . Similarly dressed in a black cloak that enveloped her from head to toe .

Her speed was very fast, so fast as to leave one image after another .

At this moment, her hand lifted up a black sword, with the sword pointing direct at Su Luo’s head .

Unable to avoid it .

“Quickly wake up!”

Inside her space, the little stone exploded out with an angry shout .

At the same time, his figure quickly flew out, both hands forming fists, forcefully meeting that sharp sword .

The black sword’s light was red-hot, full of murderous spirit . The little stone, dressed in Elder Ancestor Mo’s body, his fist was like iron, quickly exploding towards the sword point .