Nangong Liuyun resisted the violent breath that hit his chest.
Just when Patriarch Mo was shocked, the Scarlet Sky Sword suddenly appeared in his hand!
The strange appearance of the Red Sky Sword!
Because the distance was too close, almost hand-to-hand combat, so Patriarch Mo didn't react at all.
"Pfft——"
With a soft sound, the Red Sky Sword was inserted hard into the heart of Patriarch Mo's chest, and the force came out through his back!
After cultivating to the peak of the holy level, other swords no longer have any lethality for Patriarch Mo. Only the Chixiao sword after drinking blood can only be held in the hands of Nangong Liuyun, and he can gather all his strength to strike with all his strength.
Only with Xiaojian can it cause harm to him.
Ancestor Mo lowered his head in astonishment and looked at the Chixiao Sword, which was fully engraved in his chest and only the hilt remained. He felt a little confused and puzzled for a moment.
Blood dripped down.
Rolled down from mid-air to the ground.
Ancestor Mo opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Soon, he came back to his senses!
He was assassinated!
Ancestor Mo suddenly looked crazy!
Ancestor Mo's reaction may seem slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning!
After he came back to his senses, his whole person looked furious, and he punched Nangong Liuyun hard!
Nangong Liuyun used all his strength on the Scarlet Sky Sword to assassinate Patriarch Mo, and had no power to defend himself. In fact, when he thrust the Scarlet Sky Sword into Patriarch Mo's chest, his body could no longer bear it.
Live and fall directly to the ground.
However, after Patriarch Mo reacted, he punched Nangong Liuyun directly.
How could Nangong Liuyun, who had no spiritual defense at all, withstand this blow?
He had already endured the devastating palm power of Patriarch Mo before, but now without any spiritual power to protect his body, his body would be directly blasted into pieces.
At this critical moment, Su Luo had teleported.
When she saw Nangong Liuyun's falling figure, she almost went crazy!
She didn't have time to think too much, she just grabbed the small stone in the space and threw it hard at Patriarch Mo's crazy palm.
Nangong Liuyun struck with all his strength, so why didn't Old Ancestor Mo do the same?
This palm power contains all the power that Patriarch Mo has cultivated throughout his life. The sound of wind carried by this palm shook the nine heavens, as if the clouds in the sky were shattered.
Only a pervert like Xiao Shitou can handle such power.
Just now, the little stone shouted in Su Luo's mind, asking her to throw it out, so it should be somewhat confident. Su Luo remembered that the little stone said before that it was practicing in seclusion. Now that so long has passed, its cultivation should be
It's about achieving something.
At this time, the small stone collided with the huge palm wind.
For a moment, there was a violent explosion in the surrounding air.
What made Su Luo happy was that the small stone was able to block the palm forcefully. Not only that, he also flew into the sky and flew towards Ancestor Mo's body!
"Pfft!"
There was a violent sound, and the small stone hit Old Ancestor Mo hard in the middle of his eyebrows.
Ancestor Mo's body can be said to be indestructible, but the small stone was able to fly into the center of his eyebrows, which was beyond Su Luo's expectation.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Su Luo had no time to care about why the small stone rushed into Old Ancestor Mo's body, and why the stone disappeared as well. What she was most concerned about now was Nangong Liuyun.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun fell straight down, and Su Luo jumped up and steadily took Nangong Liuyun into his arms.
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The publishing house said that the online version of "The Evil King Chasing His Wife" was too serious and was rejected. Alas, this is really a sad story. Come on, let's brainstorm and help think of a title for publication. If it is adopted, a sample book will be sent to you.
.Requires one or four words; second, the title of the book should be grand and artistic, such as: Song of Night Snow.