ter he let go of her. She was about to burst into tears, but An Xuetang suddenly said:"The King of the Northern Frontier is most vexed by people crying and wailing before him. If he wasn't to continue...Only when he rushed to that place did he discover several men in black standing on the precipice, their heads all bowed as if searching for something.

Hearing the sound just now, Mo Yunjing could easily guess what had happened.

In an instant, his face darkened, his brows furrowed, and the line of his jaw clenched tightly.

His hand gripping the sword was bulging with veins, and in the next instant, he leaped into the air. Before those few men in black could even feel the intense killing intent emanating from him, Mo Yun Jing's sword had already sent them to their deaths.

These people probably couldn't have imagined in their wildest dreams that they would die so quietly and without a sound.

Reader's ID: 563743675s. However, they both trusted An Xuetang's judgment very much.Mo Yunjing and Feng Ming were both incredibly skilled in light kung fu. Mo Yunjing rushed to An Xuetang's side and lifted her into his arm...