What he didn't know was that Jun Wuxie was already in poor health, and now he had a severe headache.
There is no such thing as taking advantage of others' danger as he said.
Strictly speaking, the battle at this time was very unfavorable to Jun Wuxie. However, Jun Wuxie still chose to get rid of Hua Fengmo at such a dangerous moment.
He was worried that in the future days when Luo Qingyue would not be accompanied by him, Hua Fengmo would cause harm to Luo Qingyue if he stirred up troubles.
Sometimes, he would rather kill by mistake than let go!
Even if danger coexists, he will not take a step back. He does all this just to let the woman hidden in his heart have a quiet and beautiful life without being disturbed.
Call him cruel or callous, he can bear it for her.
The Sword of the Setting Sun exudes dazzling brilliance. The undead do not dare to move forward, and Hua Fengmo does not dare to take action rashly.
Jun Wuxie smiled cruelly and raised his sword to point at Hua Fengmo, "I once said, if you hurt her a little, I will hurt you a lot!"
Hua Fengmo's eyes darkened, and cold sweat broke out in her palms.
Today is his most unlucky day.
The power of the Setting Sun Sword was not something he could resist.
The only thing he can do now is to use Jade Ancient Rakshasa.
However, he does not have much power left, and he is worried that he will be counterattacked by the power of the Jade Ancient Rakshasa. By then, he will surely fall into a place of eternal disaster.
Overflowing with brilliance, Jun Wuxie's killing move was enough to make Hua Fengmo unable to resist.
Hua Fengmo gritted his teeth, it seemed that he was doomed today.
The golden light struck instantly. Hua Fengmo dodged sideways, grabbed an undead spirit with one hand, swung it hard, and blocked it.
Jun Wuxie's attacks were swift and fierce, showing no mercy, leaving no room for Hua Fengmo.
His fingertips trembled, and he stabbed the dead soul into the heart with a sword. However, the next moment, the dead soul burned like a raging fire, turned into a stream of light with a 'swish' sound, and penetrated into the jade ancient Rakshasa on Hua Fengmo's back.
When Hua Fengmo saw this, his expression suddenly changed. The current situation was very unfavorable for him.
He turned around, unable to avoid it, and decided to attack forcefully.
Unexpectedly, Jun Wuxie didn't give him a chance to take action.
Although the pain in his head was splitting, Jun Wuxie gritted his teeth and fought hard. He had to fight quickly.
He gathered all the strength in his body, and with one move, he hit Hua Fengmo.
When Hua Fengmo saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank. He couldn't escape from this sword...
The power and sword energy of the Setting Sun Sword are unrivaled. It is the number one magic weapon on the list of magic weapons. He uses his bare hands and his body's profound strength has plummeted. How can he resist it?
Seeing the Setting Sun Sword stabbing towards him, Hua Fengmo closed his eyes as if accepting his fate.
Jun Wuxie's face was expressionless, and his strength suddenly increased.
"No!" A scream penetrated the air and came from the sky.
Jun Wuxie's movements paused subconsciously. However, when the power was retracted, part of the sword energy still hit Hua Fengmo.
Blood mist spurted out, and Hua Fengmo fell to the ground.
A woman in red clothes came in a hurry, her face turned pale.
"Mother..." Hua Fengmo covered her heart and murmured after seeing the person clearly.
Su He was about to cry and threw herself in front of Hua Fengmo. Seeing the blood on Hua Fengmo's mouth, her heart ached, "Mo'er, how are you? I'm sorry, mother is late."
Jun Wuxie pursed her lips and stood, looking extremely cold and cold.