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The sound of raindrops falling to the ground was loud, hitting several people with a "crackling" sound.

The blade of the sword cut through the falling raindrops, and its sharp edge suddenly appeared.

The long sword drew an arc in the air and slashed straight at Jiang Lu's neck.

Binghan had already arrived first, causing Jiang Lu's adrenaline to surge.

All the past events suddenly appeared in her eyes, as if she was going through them again.

Is it a revolving door... She felt sad in her heart. She could no longer think of a way to deal with it and gave up resistance.

But the moment the sword blade touched her skin, the white jade on her chest shattered, followed by an angry roar exploding from the air.

"Xiao Xiao, how dare you!" A strong middle-aged male voice clearly rang in the ears of everyone present.

Warnings are accompanied by shocks.

Suddenly, a figure flashed between the two of them and struck the sword in Zhang Shou'an's hand with a palm.

"Bang!" The long sword was blown away by a palm, spinning several times in the air, and finally inserted into the ground.

The blood stains on it finally flowed slowly and began to dilute under the wash of rain.

Zhang Shou'an's mind instantly sounded alarm bells, and he subconsciously wanted to distance himself.

But that palm was already covering Zhang Shou'an's abdomen.

The next second, a strong impact exploded in Zhang Shou'an's abdomen. Zhang Shou'an had no time to react. Bai Qinggang Qi was not used at all, and he simply took the attack with his body strengthened by the Vajra Strengthening Method.

The endless pain spread from his abdomen in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of Zhang Shou'an's mouth and flew backwards.

After a few meters, he stabilized his figure. He covered his abdomen in a somewhat embarrassed manner and looked at the figure.

To be precise, it was no longer a person, but a corpse.

He was wearing a blue robe, his figure was stiff, and his exposed skin showed a touch of blue-black, with traces of blood vessels oozing from it.

The messy hair hung down, blocking most of his face.However, everyone present could indeed hear his heavy breathing.

Corpse training, and the realm of the corpse is not low... Zhang Shou'an came up with an inference and spit out a mouthful of blood on one side.

The old guy behind him is here, right? Then where is he really?

Zhang Shou'an summoned green energy to cover himself, and then carefully looked around for a few times, but there was still no sign of the old guy.

If he could really hide it, it couldn't be the Jiang family's foundation builder... Zhang Shou'an cursed in his heart, but he also felt slightly uneasy.

At this time, Jiang Lu finally dared to take a deep breath. The joy of escaping from death had not yet lingered on her face for a moment, and she immediately bent over and knelt down. Her voice was full of joy and fear for the rest of her life: "Master! You are finally here!"

At this time, the male voice continued to come out, still containing anger:

"I really thought that no one in my Jiang family would dare to provoke me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse slowly turned its head, its cloudy eyes turned slightly behind its hair, and landed on Zhang Shou'an.

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