Hearing this, Dongliu became completely angry: "Ma De, you are an ugly monster, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this? I think you are looking for death!"
As he spoke, Dongliu's internal energy exploded, and he drew out his sword at the same time.
In an instant, a powerful aura filled the entire water prison.
"Qingyi!"
Seeing this situation, Huayemeng's delicate body trembled and she was anxious. She couldn't help shouting at Qingyi: "Go quickly, you are no match for her. Go quickly, go!"
"If Master is humiliated today, you will avenge me in the future. Do you understand?"
In Huaye Meng's heart, she was very satisfied that Mo Qingyi could appear at the critical moment. But in the current situation, if she didn't leave, she would be killed by Dongliu.
After all, Qingyi's swordsmanship was taught to her by herself, so how could she survive Dongliu?
However, Mo Qingyi didn't seem to hear it, and stood there quietly, looking at Dongliu's inner strength exploding, his eyes full of determination: "Dongliu, I don't want to fight you, you let me take the master away!"
"What are you daydreaming about?"
Dongliu's face was full of sneers, and his eyes were filled with incomparable contempt: "What qualifications do you have to tell me this? I'm warning you one last time, get out of here, otherwise I won't be polite!"
call...
Hearing this, Mo Qing let out a long breath and silently clenched the hilt of the sword.
Master needs me exactly when he is needed, so he cannot leave!
Absolutely not leaving!
Dongliu saw Mo Qingyi's movements, and when he saw her holding the hilt of the sword, he suddenly showed a contemptuous smile.
"Stinky girl, I've given you a chance. If you don't grasp it yourself, don't blame me. I'll kill you and I'll enjoy your beautiful master again!" After the words fell, Dongliu's figure flashed and stabbed Mo Qing with his sword.
Come!
call!
This sword contains 70% to 80% of Dongliu's skill. You can clearly see that wherever the sword passes, the surrounding air seems to be distorted!
Seeing this situation, Mo Qingyi became nervous inexplicably, but he thought about his master and quickly regained his composure.
"As long as I am here today, I will never let you touch my master!"
Mo Qing bit his lip tightly, and after saying this, he quickly activated his internal energy, then drew out his long sword, charged forward, and started a fierce battle with Dongliu.
"Clang clang clang!"
Mo Qingyi used the swordsmanship taught by Huayemeng, and saw her and Dongliu's swords constantly colliding with each other, making loud noises. After a few rounds, Mo Qingyi couldn't hold on any longer!
After all, Dongliu is the senior brother with outstanding strength. Among the entire Sword Sect disciples, he has few rivals.
Mo Qingyi, on the other hand, is relatively weak and cannot be ranked among the disciples of the Sword Sect. At this time, the fight against Dongliu is a complete one-off attack.
"Made!"
After a few rounds of fighting, Dongliu looked at Mo Qingyi with a complicated look: "You can't tell, my swordsmanship has improved a lot compared to the previous two years. It can actually block so many of my moves."
"But I'm not in the mood to play with you anymore, go to hell!"
Said coldly, Dongliu flipped his wrist, raised his hand and hit him with a palm!
At this time, Dongliu just wanted to kill Mo Qingyi as soon as possible, and then enjoy the dream of flowers and leaves.
"Qingyi, be careful..."
Seeing this scene, Huayemeng couldn't help but scream, her eyes full of worry.
Qingyi is so stupid, you are no match for Dongliu, why don't you leave.
call...
Seeing Dongliu's palm coming at an extremely fast speed, Mo Qing's delicate body trembled and she panicked. She couldn't avoid it at all. At that time, she could only use her inner strength to face it with a palm.
Bang!
The palms of the two people touched, and there was a dull vibration. At this moment, Mo Qing's delicate body took several steps back, and his face turned ugly!
Dongliu is a senior brother with strong inner strength, and Mo Qingyi is certainly no match for him!
Mo Qing felt a tightness in his chest and steadied his figure, looking at Dongliu in shock and anger, his face full of unwillingness and fear.
Dongliu's strength is indeed very strong.
What should I do? Should I let him taint Master?
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”
Looking at Mo Qingyi's expression, Dongliu's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm: "With this little strength, how dare you brazenly save people? You stinky girl, I've long disliked you. I just told you to get out and you didn't, so why don't you?"