Seeing that Yuan Pei was fine, Leng Huai breathed a sigh of relief. Yuan Pei was said to be the oldest veteran in the Mo family army. If something happened here, it would not be a major loss for the Mo family army.

Send someone to escort Yuan Pei back to the General's Mansion. Leng Huai and Feng Zhiyao ordered the soldiers who had just arrived to search for any Xiling soldiers who had missed the net. When they arranged all this, it was already bright, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other, and Feng Zhiyao suddenly shouted: "The prince and the princess are still on the city tower!" If Mo Xiuyao had solved Lei Zhenting, he would definitely appear with Ye Li to take charge of the overall situation. The reason why they have not seen the two of them until now must be that the decisive battle on the city tower has not ended.

When the two of them hurriedly felt that Qin Feng and others had already arrived. Although they were covered in scars and leaned on the city tower without confidence, everyone looked extremely relaxed. Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but smile, shrugged his shoulders and walked to the side to sit down under the city wall. After this battle, it would take a long time to stop fighting, so shouldn't it be easier? As a soldier, it may be a sadness to never go to the battlefield in his life. But as a country, if he had been in war for the rest of his life, it would be better to destroy the country earlier.

Seeing Feng Zhiyao Leng Huai and others appear one after another, Lei Zhenting finally realized that he was defeated by the Mo family army again. The attack became more and more fierce. However, after this fierce fighting day and night, Lei Zhenting's loss was much stronger than Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiuyao. No matter how powerful the reversal technique is, it is impossible to guarantee that Lei Zhenting will be invincible within these twenty-four hours. Even if he is powerful, Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiuyao, two of the world's highest masters, are also seriously injured. As a person, even if he consumes all his vitality in advance, there is a limit, so after several consecutive fierce attacks, Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan clearly felt the changes of Lei Zhenting.

The two looked at each other, and Ling Tiehan drew a long sword in his hand and headed straight for Lei Zhenting's chest. But Mo Xiuyao behind him turned into the air, and inserted his sword from top to bottom towards Lei Zhenting's head.

Lei Zhenting sneered, flew away from the sword that Mo Xiuyao stabbed from above, and reached out with one hand to grab Ling Tiehan's long sword. Then he rushed up along the sword force of Ling Tiehan and slapped Ling Tiehan's chest.

Mo Xiuyao waited for this moment, and the sword that stabbed on his head was a cover. At such an important position on the top of his head, how could someone easily give him a bayonet unless Lei Zhenting could not move? Mo Xiuyao's sword force turned, and the Fen Mie Sword slashed through a cold light and instantly penetrated Lei Zhenting's right shoulder. Lei Zhenting slapped Ling Tiehan's palm and paused Ling Tiehan's sword. Ling Tiehan twisted the sword in his hand, pulled it out of Lei Zhenting's hand, and waved his body and slashed Mo Xiuyao with one left and right toward Lei Zhenting's legs.

Suddenly, after being hit by Mo Xiuyao's sword, Lei Zhenting quickly jumped away in pain. He avoided the two swords behind Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan, but a blood mark was still cut by Ling Tiehan's sword.

Lei Zhenting retreated to the edge of the city wall before holding Fu's footsteps. He looked down at the wound on his right shoulder and frowned. The injury was not important, but he had just suffered Ye Li's gunshot wound a few days ago, and his injuries had not healed. Now, with Mo Xiuyao's sword, it was naturally worse. Moreover, the reversal technique did not make him completely ignore the pain. Countless scars and pain were added to his body, which greatly reduced his strength.

Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan were not in a hurry, and each held the sword in their hands tightly and looked at Lei Zhenting indifferently. At this point, with Lei Zhenting's personality, he would never run away again, because he was afraid that he would still want to bring someone to accompany him to bury him when he died.

Lei Zhenting smiled indifferently and said, "I will not be in vain for being able to fight with King Ding and Lord of the King of Hell."

Ling Tiehan looked calm and didn't say anything, but Mo Xiuyao smiled coldly and said, "I have never planned to fight you. I only want one thing. If you die, I will live."

Lei Zhenting was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing at the sky, "Haha... King Ding is indeed worthy of being King Ding, Mo Liufang's good son! Mo Xiuyao... If Ling Tiehan was not here today, you would definitely die in the hands of this king!" The most unpredictable thing in this world is human, but Mo Xiuyao could calculate the sensible hearts of people. So even a master like Ling Tiehan can be allowed to mobilize him. Perhaps Ye Li was right. The Ding Mansion was so sinister that Mo Xiuyao learned from the pain that he could understand all the desires and attempts in the hearts of the people. Therefore, he was defeated in his hands.

Mo Xiuyao didn't care about Lei Zhenting's mockery and said calmly: "If Lord Ling was not here, you wouldn't die here. Of course, I have other ways to make you die."

Lei Zhenting laughed loudly, and everyone present looked at each other and didn't understand what he was laughing. Perhaps he didn't even understand. When he finally laughed enough, Lei Zhenting stood up again, pointed the sword in his hand and said, "Okay! OK... I will take a look. How can King Ding let me die!"

A cold smile appeared on Mo Xiuyao's lips, "I want you to... live, no, like, die!"
Chapter completed!