Jian Xu turned around and glanced at Ning Lang.
"You should leave. The matters of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect have nothing to do with you anymore."
Ning Lang almost thought she had misheard, looking at Jian Xu in disbelief.
"Are you... are you chasing me away?"
Jian Xu's voice suddenly became extremely cold and ruthless.
"Leave, if you don't want to die."
Ning Lang was stunned, and after a moment, she suddenly rushed madly toward Jian Xu.
"Jian Xu, I always knew about your feelings for Liu Chan..."
Before she could finish, half of a sword tip suddenly appeared at her throat, blood splattering everywhere.
The rest of her words were never spoken, and with a grating sound between her throat, blood sprayed out like an arrow.
Moments later, Ning Lang's body limply fell to the ground, the annihilation intent of the Qing Xu Sword completely robbing her of life.
Yang Fei was startled.
