Flying in the air, Mo Qingqiu thought of something, turned his head and looked behind him, but he did not see the young man. He broke through the barrier just now, and not only the master and apprentice attacked, but also the young man
Man. Although he could not compare with himself in terms of strength, Mo Qingqiu could feel that his real combat power was still far superior to other saints of the same level, and even the imperial saints who were two or three levels higher than him.
Not his opponent.
More importantly, when the sword was taken, the majesty and arrogance that was so powerful that he could not bear to the world made Mo Qingqiu feel nervous, as if he had seen the long-closed figure again!
But when the barrier was broken, his figure disappeared. Mo Qingqiu's heart also felt inexplicable uneasiness.
But now is obviously not the time to think about these things, saving Gu Fenghua is the most urgent task. If she hadn't set up the formation, this time in Qingqiu Gorge, apart from the more than a hundred people who had escaped from the Five Abnormal Demons Formation, several others were the ones who had originally escaped from the Five Abnormal Demons Formation.
The disciples of the sect will definitely not escape death. As the master of Qingqiu Gorge, he will definitely be ruined. Even if he is afraid of his strength and no one dares to ask for an explanation, he will not forgive himself and will spend the rest of his life in regret.
To put it another way, Gu Fenghua saved not only disciples of various sects, but also Mo Qingqiu. No matter what, he had to save Gu Fenghua and must not let her have any accidents.
"Six-Hebei Eight Deserts, sword dances Qingqiu!" A simple long sword appeared in Mo Qingqiu's hands and slashed towards the invisible power falling from the sky.
The closer you are to Gu Fenghua, the more you can feel the terror of that power. Even a top-level man like Mo Qingqiu is not sure to compete with him with a pair of flesh palms.
Qing Fan had already drawn out his long sword, and saw this and slashed out with one sword.
"Puff!" The sword with all his strength seemed to slash into the vast ocean. Then, a force that was more than several times stronger than his sword recoiled. The force directly blasted into the meridians through the long sword
, rushing into the Qi Sea. Qing Fan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.
Mo Qingqiu's body shook. Although he was not as shocked as Qingfan, his face turned pale in an instant.
What a powerful force! Mo Qingqiu finally realized the terrible power of this power and understood more clearly one thing, how difficult it is for Gu Fenghua to use the self-destruction formation to help disciples of various sects save their lives.
Such a talent, even if it is not for his own fame, but for the entire Wuji Shengtian, there must be no accident! Mo Qingqiu gritted his teeth and flew straight towards the spiritual cloud to block the still falling down for Gu Fenghua.
Power.
"Boom, boom, boom..." There were loud bangs one after another.
After each loud noise, Mo Qingqiu's old and straight figure would shake, and his face turned pale. Qingfan calmed down a little, and rushed forward again, wanting to share the burden for his master.
Pressure. However, how powerful is this power that contains the Five Elements Heavenly Power and the Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation? Even a strong man like Mo Qingqiu has been dealing with extremely difficult times, let alone him?
After only a few swords were slashed, he vomited blood again and was shaken away heavily.
Below the spiritual cloud, bloodshots also gushed out of Gu Fenghua's mouth.
Although Mo Qingqiu blocked most of the power for her, the remaining part was still not something that she could easily bear at the peak of the Ninth-grade Tiansheng.