"I'm the trusted aide of senior brother Zheng Jingshan, the branch head of the jiansang branch of the inner sect," Lu Fujiang was in a difficult position, but PEI Ling was not having an easy time either.
After all, he was only at the seventh level of the Qi refining stage. He had used up more than half of his spiritual power to hold on until now. In addition to the external injuries he had suffered, if he continued, he was afraid that he would have to cut off one of his arms and escape with the blood ghost escape technique.
However, if he did that, he would definitely suffer a great loss. Who knew if he would encounter other dangers?
At the thought of this, PEI Ling said in a deep voice, " this life-weary saber was given to me by senior brother Zheng in public when I entered the sect with true inheritor li! It's not like you don't recognize the weapon that senior brother Zheng used in the outer sect!"