If you want to kill me, come here

"Li'er, stay in the room and don't wander around," said Su Zimo. As soon as she spoke, she swiftly flew out of the window.

"Mother," Su Li turned around, picked up her clothes and started to put them on, preparing to follow.

Nalan Wenhao and Huai Jin hurriedly entered.

"What happened, Li'er?"

"Qi'er is missing. Mother and father went after him. I'm worried about my mother, so I'll go ahead and check. You guys stay at the inn and wait for news," Su Li said, then turned around and jumped out of the window.

"Jin Ge, the City Lord is here," Yu Su hurriedly approached, followed by Qinglian.

"What about the two young masters?" Qinglian hurriedly entered the room.

Huai Jin briefly explained the situation to Qinglian, then went downstairs to receive the City Lord.

Su Zimo chased after them and was intercepted by two masked women.

Su Zimo stood cold and solitary in the night breeze, her icy eyes scanning the surroundings. In the pitch-black night, there was nothing.

"Make way!"

The two women exchanged glances, their eyes mocking Su Zimo.

A deep killing intent erupted from the depths of Su Zimo's eyes, and her beautiful face turned cold and ruthless. In this life and the previous one, she, Su Zimo, always sought revenge!

"What? You think you can command us with your mere first-stage cultivation of the Saint Profound Realm?" one of the women sneered, and with a "crack!" she swung her whip towards Su Zimo, producing a terrifying sound in the dark night.

Su Zimo swiftly dodged the woman's whip, her bright eyes shining with a chilling light. Whether in her past or present life, Su Zimo would seek vengeance for any offense!

"Scared now?" The woman, seeing Su Zimo evade the whip, walked over with a triumphant smile beneath her veil. Although she felt surprised that someone with only first-stage cultivation of the Saint Profound Realm could dodge her peak-stage cultivation of the Saint Profound Realm, she playfully toyed with the whip in her hand and struck again.

"Seeking death!" Su Zimo's voice grew cold and low as her fury engulfed her. She swiftly leaped into the air, and her Xuan Bing Snow Threads flew over her head. She and the Xuan Bing Snow Threads attacked the woman together.

Swiftly grabbing the whip about to strike, Su Zimo smoothly took it from the woman's hand. The Xuan Bing Snow Threads instantly transformed into a long whip. "You seem to like whips, don't you? Today, I'll let you taste the feeling of being whipped."

"Xuan Bing, kill her," Su Zimo quickly gave the command, and the Xuan Bing Snow Threads attacked the woman in different forms.

Meanwhile, the other woman, witnessing the scene, showed panic in her eyes and swiftly launched an attack on Su Zimo.

"Die!" The woman angrily yelled, and the sword in her hand stabbed towards Su Zimo.

Su Zimo lightly shifted her body and executed a backflip, narrowly avoiding the woman's sword. Su Zimo couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her heart. Indeed, cultivation at the first stage of the Saint Profound Realm was truly different. The speed was truly astonishing.

"Ah!" The young woman squinted her eyes. How could this be? With such a disparity in cultivation levels, how did she dodge it?

With an air of arrogance, Su Zimo's cold gaze revealed a touch of contempt. "Is this the full extent of your peak-stage cultivation in the Saint Profound Realm? Regardless of your cultivation, you still have no way out in front of me." Her confident words cut through the air, directly intimidating the woman's fearful eyes. Su Zimo's starry black eyes exuded self-assured sharpness, and a cool smile appeared on her beautiful face. Only after the woman's body slowly fell to the ground and closed her eyes did Su Zimo shift her gaze away.

"Mother, you're injured," Su Li said anxiously, her eyes filled with concern.

"Li'er, it's just a minor injury on the surface. It's nothing," Su Zimo reassured her.

Meanwhile, the woman entangled with the Xuan Bing Snow Threads saw her companion fall and her face turned pale. She wanted to break free from the Xuan Bing Snow Threads, but no matter where she went, the threads followed her like a living being.

Su Zimo turned around and looked at the woman struggling against the Xuan Bing Snow Threads. She flew over and joined forces with the Xuan Bing Snow Threads to attack the woman.

Witnessing this, Su Zimo's killing intent surged, and she fiercely swung her phantom god whip.

Surrounded on all sides, the woman, despite her peak-stage cultivation in the Saint Profound Realm, found it extremely difficult to deal with the situation.

Su Zimo glanced coldly at her, signaling to Su Li with her eyes. Su Zimo launched an attack while Su Li's phantom god whip swiftly wrapped around the woman's neck. With a forceful pull, a trickle of blood emerged from the woman's throat.

"Li'er, let's go," Su Zimo said, not even sparing a glance at the woman's body.

She grabbed Su Li's hand and went to chase after Mu Yunxuan and the others.

"Elder, Qiuyue and Qiuyu sisters are dead, killed by Su Zimo," a masked man knelt down respectfully and reported.

"Useless! How can someone with peak-stage cultivation in the Saint Profound Realm fail to deal with a mere person? Send people to kill her. Even if they can't kill her, they must not let her catch up to Mu Yunxuan and the others," the man angrily waved his hand, his voice filled with a storm.

"If Su Qi fails, you will all answer to me," he added, and the kneeling man's eyes flashed with fear.

"Yes, Elder," the black-clothed man reluctantly stood up and left.

Su Zimo and Su Li hadn't flown far when they were blocked by a group of black-clothed masked individuals, led by a masked woman who coldly stared at Su Zimo.

Narrowing her phoenix-like eyes, Su Zimo couldn't help but suspect that everything in the city of Weiku was prepared for them.

"You want to kill us," Su Zimo's voice, as cold as if it came from hell, sent shivers down everyone's spines, making them feel as if their bodies were buried in ice and snow, unable to breathe.

The woman moved her body, steadied herself, tightened her grip, and her eyes gleamed with determination.

"Tonight will be your end."

"Just with you?" Su Zimo's eyes were cold, sharp, and seemed capable of piercing through the woman's heart.

Su Zimo's gaze instinctively gave the woman a sense of horror.

"Mother, no need to waste words with them. Just kill them directly," Su Li, who couldn't wait any longer, urged. With her words, she flew out, and the phantom god whip in her hand mercilessly struck the black-clothed masked individuals. The sight of the blood on her mother's arm made her vent her anger. Only in this way could she feel a little relief.

"Ah...!" A pained cry came from the black-clothed person as each lash landed precisely on the enemies' bodies. The phantom god whip, derived from the Phantom God Art, was a manifestation of the profound energy in the world, and when it struck a person, it caused piercing and agonizing pain.

Su Zimo's eyes chilled, and the Xuan Bing Snow Threads in her hand attacked the woman.

The woman thought it was just an ordinary white silk, so she raised the sword in her hand to cut through the Xuan Bing Snow Threads.

But when the sword touched the Xuan Bing Snow Threads, a crisp sound echoed.

A hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes! She dared not underestimate her opponent.

As Su Zimo attacked again, the woman hesitated for a moment and didn't have time to react. The hand holding the sword was scratched by the Xuan Bing Snow Threads. With a "clang" sound, the sword fell to the ground. The woman's face turned pale with fear. Such speed, no wonder Qiuyue and Qiuyu sisters were killed so quickly. How did this woman achieve such strength?

Su Zimo approached the woman step by step.

The woman became completely alert as Su Zimo closed in. Due to the high tension, the pain in her arm seemed to disappear.

"Hehe!" Su Zimo smiled lightly, but it gave off an bone-chilling coldness, freezing everyone's body even though it was just a light smile.

Suddenly, Su Zimo stopped in her tracks.

The woman instantly felt relieved!

But just as she let out a sigh of relief, a piece of white silk obstructed her vision. The sharp edge of the silk grazed the woman's throat, and before she could react, her body uncontrollably fell to the ground. In her wide open eyes, there was no peace in death.

At the same time, Su Li killed the last black-clothed masked individual.

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, without thinking too much, Su Zimo released the Golden Butterfly and let it search for Su Qi's whereabouts. The two of them closely followed behind the Golden Butterfly.

If it had not fallen into a pool of corpses, furiously raised its hand, and instantly cremated the bodies on the ground.

The black-eyed figure resembling a leopard in the dark immediately chased after Su Zimo and the others as they departed.

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