The gun body was like lightning, sweeping through the air, with the force of thunder, and struck Zhuo Yang's neck, and Zhuo Yang raised his sword to meet him.
The body of the sword was filled with silver light, and within the silver light, there was even more golden light flashing.
boom!
The gun and the sword met hard at a place less than half a foot away from Zhuoyang's head. The air stagnated for a moment, and then exploded violently in all directions centered on the point where the two weapons intersected.
At first, the two of them just responded with each other's moves, but now when both of them released their true energy, the powerful aura collision between the strong ones naturally caused violent vibrations in the air.
The two of them separated in mid-air at the same time.
Mingyue took two steps back, Zhuo Yang took two steps back, took half a step back with his right foot, and then fell back to the original position.
The powerful aura passed by the two of them and spread around, blowing up their clothes and hair, and sending the snow on the ground flying into the air. The snow on the valley on the side of the valley was all blown up.
The ground was shaken by the breath and slid downwards.
Mingyue holds the gun in one hand, holds the golden light gun behind her, and picks up a few black hairs in her right hand.
"You can't be my opponent just by relying on martial arts!"
Raising his hand, he loosened his fingers and let the hair fall silently from his fingers.
Zhuo Yang lowered his sword to his side, with blood spilling from the tiger's mouth.
That day in the ring, Zhuo Yang had cut off Mo Li's hair, and today, Mingyue would retaliate in kind.
First cut off his hair, then split his jaw, and then take his life.
Previously, Zhuo Yang relied on force to break through the water barrier on the North Sea. Although Zhuo Yang came back from the dead, his abilities were not fully restored and his strength was also compromised.
At this time, he is indeed no match for Mingyue based on his martial arts alone.
However, tonight, Zhuo Yang did not want to fight Mingyue.
"I don't want to lose both sides with you!" Zhuo Yang glanced at the direction of Wenyue City in the distance, then quickly looked back at Mingyue, "Where is Mo Li?!"
Mingyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "She's dead!"
"I know she's not dead!" Zhuo Yang looked deeply into his eyes.
Mingyue naturally took Zhuo Yang's words as a threat.
"Knowing that she is not dead, you must die!" Mingyue's voice was filled with murderous intent.
Mo Li is still alive. This is a big secret, so anyone who might leak this secret will die!
"If you see her, tell her that I like that birthday gift very much!" Behind him, the golden wings flapped violently, and Zhuoyang's body instantly exited the valley entrance.
Hearing his words, Mingyue lost consciousness for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Zhuo Yang had disappeared.
Behind him, the other two people had already appeared above the snow valley.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" The Punishment Priest frowned slightly, "Were you fighting just now?!"
"It's a member of the demon clan!" Mingyue turned around, clenched her fingers, and the light gun in her hand disappeared silently, "It's a pity that he escaped!"
"His Royal Highness the Prince is not resting in the camp, why are you here?!" Gong Ao's voice was filled with doubts.
Mingyue glanced at him with her peripheral vision, "You are not qualified to question me yet!"
Gong Ao's face instantly turned red, "You..."
The Great Priest of Punishment raised his right hand to stop what he was saying, "Although Your Highness is extraordinary in skill, the demons are cunning and cunning, so you still have to be more careful!"
"Thank you, High Priest, for your concern!" Mingyue smiled faintly, "I just came to see the scenery!"
Skimming across the snow, he bent down and picked up the snowball he had pinched before. His body moved slightly, and he disappeared into the night.