Murong Feixue didn't dare not listen, and even Mo Zishang, a seventh-dan white man, was so panicked, which showed how powerful the enemy would be.
"Hehe, do you want to leave? It's too late."
Yan Sanniang and her two friends chased after them, joined the others, and surrounded Mo Zishang and Murong Feixue.
"You guys want to stop me?" Mo Zishang frowned, and a white light suddenly bloomed from his body. A brilliant sword light drew out from his hand, as if it pierced the holy light of the night and dazzled the eyes of these people.
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When the sword penetrated the intestines, the white light was like a blooming white lotus, so beautiful and coquettish.
Yan Sanniang and others were so frightened that they fell to the ground or ran away. Two of them were so panicked that they fell down and ate the shit of a dog.
It's no wonder they were so panicked. In fact, the strength shown by Mo Zishang was much stronger than theirs. With Bai Qipuan's strength, even a single sword light could destroy them ten times.
So, they fled.
They escaped quickly, but Mo Zishang's sword was faster. After the lotus-like white light pierced through, a dozen people who surrounded Murong Feixue were nailed to the ground by the sharp sword. Only Yan Sanniang and a few other powerful people
The slightly taller ones dodged in embarrassment, but even if they dodged the fatal blow, they were still extremely embarrassed.
Seeing them like this, Murong Feixue felt very happy, she had finally avenged this sword attack.
But before she could laugh out loud, Mo Zishang suddenly grabbed her and said in a panic: "Quickly..."
But at this moment, a dark blade slashed through the air.
The blade was several feet long, spinning continuously and turning into a circle. All the trees and rocks it passed along the way were easily chopped into pieces.
The sword flash came so fast and suddenly that Mo Zishang could only turn around and receive the sword forcefully.
Mo Zishang's white sword edge collided fiercely with the black sword light, and a majestic force burst out, exploding at the intersection of the two.
With a loud bang, Mo Zishang was blown away. He couldn't help but raise his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Murong Feixue's eyes were stunned by the changes in the lightning and flint. Mo Zishang, who was in the seventh degree of Bai, was actually unable to take the opponent's black sword light. Whose move was this? Why was it so domineering?
Mo Zishang flew back, and using the force of the impact, he grabbed Murong Feixue and flew away.
They had just left when an extremely monstrous-looking man with long hair shawl and wearing a black robe walked out of the dark forest.
Yan Sanniang and others who had escaped from death all knelt down on the ground when they saw this enchanting man, and respectfully shouted: "Welcome to the three leaders."
The enchanting man looked at Yan Sanniang and the others coldly, and said impatiently: "A bunch of trash, I asked you to catch Murong Feixue, who is only a young man, but you can't even catch him. If it weren't for the lack of people in the sanctuary now,
This sect has already destroyed you all."
Yan Sanniang and others were so frightened that they did not dare to say a word.
In the forest, a figure jumped over quickly, and then landed lightly next to Yan Sanniang and others.
This man was tall and very ordinary-looking, but he was covered in blood and looked like a murderous maniac.
"See the three leaders." The visitor bowed respectfully to the demonic man with a dignified expression.
"Ye Wu, how are you doing with your affairs?" Yao Yinan asked calmly.