Bang—

The loud noise was like thunder, arousing a circle of impact, causing the monks around to scream. Luan Xiong groaned, his face suddenly pale, and his body flew backwards.

A sharp look flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. Today's situation, only by shocking everyone with powerful means can he escape. Otherwise, he will fall into a melee, no matter how strong he is, he will be unable to match four hands with his fists. With a heavy step under his feet, his figure roared and chased out, and punched him down.

roar--

In the void, a low roar suddenly sounded, and the rolling black demonic energy surged out, condensed into a troll above Mo Yu's head, and his eyes were full of violence, and he also raised his hand and punched him down.

"ah!"

Luan Xiong screamed, and the golden light outside his body had driven the protective technique to the limit, but the horror in his eyes could not be concealed.

Bang—

With a deep and loud noise, his body was directly blown away, and cracks were covered with golden skin all over his body. When he was in mid-air, he fainted. When he landed on the ground, his breath was weak and he was obviously seriously injured.

Since it is intentional shock, Mo Yu will naturally not be reserved.

In the entire space, except those who were affected by the pain and moaning, there was no sound. The countless jealous and resentful eyes before now had a deep awe. Even the followers next to the imperial carriage suddenly changed their complexion, and their faces were a little pale.

Luan Xiong's strength is at least middle and upper level among them, but when he faces this person, he has no power to resist. If they take action, the result can be imagined. The annoyance in his heart before has quietly turned into glory.

Mo Yumo had no expression, his eyes were cold and he swept around and said slowly, "Who dares to stop Mo, this person will end up." His voice was calm, but the coldness in it was like the coldness of the severe winter, and it penetrated into the bones! Most of the monks who were swept away by his eyes subconsciously took a step back, showing fear.

But at this moment, another sound suddenly sounded.

"No wonder he dared to be rude to the young lady. It turns out that he had such cultivation. But today Feng is here, how can you allow you to be so arrogant?" Feng Hou's voice was cold. He walked forward, and his handsome face showed his strength. A black brocade robe fluttered in the wind. He was really outstanding in his posture, which made people secretly applaud.

"Don't say that Feng didn't give you a chance, immediately apologize to the young lady, leaving a hurtful arm, I can spare your life." The eyebrows and eyes showed domineering and strong confidence. As a direct descendant of the Feng clan, he had pure bloodline of the Divine Lord flowing through his body, and his cultivation exploded with all his strength, enough to rank the level of the Divine General.

Mo Yu frowned, but soon returned to calm. Without saying much, he just walked under his feet and walked slowly down the vanity.

He didn't want to delay here. Since there was someone who wanted to stop him, he just cooked it!

Feng Hou narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, showing a little smile, but the smile was extremely cold, just like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, making people feel cold in his heart.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. Now even if you kneel down and beg me, I will not let you leave again. Remember, my name is Fenghou!"

He raised his hand and clicked the nothingness in front of him. With just a few strokes, a rune appeared, and the whole body was black and gave people a sense of extreme silence and depression. A rune appeared, and there was no pause in his hand. In a blink of an eye, the second, third and fourth runes were drawn.

At this moment, Fenghou did not have any resentment around him, and he was like a painter, focusing on his writing.

However, what he is drawing now is a formation.

The Feng clan is famous for its forbidden formation. Several gods from his ancestors even joined forces to force them to retreat to the God King realm, and were respected by all parties.

The formation drawn by the Fenghou is based on the formation of several ancestors who joined forces to retreat to the God King formation and comprehended it on his own. Although its power is far from comparable to that, its domineering killing is enough to kill any god-general rank! Today, he set up this formation to show his power in one fell swoop! With Luan Xiong's defeat in front of him, it can more and more show his strength and extraordinaryness. Why worry about not being able to make the young lady fall in love with him?

Mo Yu walked forward with nothingness, as if he didn't notice the danger, carrying his hands on his back without any warning.

However, the monks around had already felt the terrifying aura from the unfinished formation, and retreated in panic, fearing that they would be involved in it if they were a little late.

Fenghou looked up, and the last rune was drawn, forming a 365-year-old number around him. He looked at Mo Yu, and his smile became heavier at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became colder.

If you dare to underestimate him so much, you should die without a place to die!

"This formation was created by Feng, and its name is called Shuang. It is also your honor to be able to die in it." As he waved his sleeves, he waved his sleeves, and 365 runes roared, each of which was bright and bright, rendering the entire space, like a blooming flower of death, which wanted to swallow the prey and erase it.

Mo Yu's steps did not stop, and he seemed not to see the black light spreading in an instant, allowing it to submerge its figure in an instant.

This scene was beyond the expectations of the onlookers. Judging from his strength to defeat Luan Xiong before, he should not be easily killed without any resistance. But the fact seems to be like this.

"It's over like this!"

"Is this person aware that he is defeated and is waiting to die?"

"This Luan Xiong is so powerful that he must be the ultimate kill. No matter what the reason is, if this person falls into the formation, he will be unable to fly!"

"Hmph! He dared to refuse the invitation of the fairy in the Imperial Palace of Wa. It's his own fault!"

Xingcai's face was pale, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he looked at the turning black light not far ahead, but his eyes showed mockery. These idiots really thought that evil star was so easy to deal with. If this was the case, he would not be directly subjugated, and he would not even dare to escape. Although he didn't know what the evil star was planning, Xingcai would never think that something really happened to him.

Looking at the look on Feng Hou's face, he curled his lips and thought to himself that you are too happy too early. Wait until you will cry!

With the evil star's nature, there is no possibility of suffering.

After the initial doubt, Fenghou quickly calmed down. He had never expected that things would go so smoothly, but since Mo Yu fell into the "suppression" formation, he would definitely die! He was full of confidence in this.

At this moment, he turned around and bowed, "It is difficult for Feng to take back his actions. He took this person's life. Please don't be surprised by the girl."

But at this moment, without waiting for the snow-white carriage to respond, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the turning black light, sharp and domineering in all directions, as if the heaven and earth were ahead, and would be torn apart!

Buzz —

Buzz —

Buzz —

All the sword-holding practitioners in the entire gathering point, whether in their hands or in the storage ring, trembled violently, and they struggled as if they were about to fly out on their own. Seeing this, countless monks showed horror on their faces.

The next moment.

boom--

The dazzling sword light soared into the sky in an instant, like the sharpest long sword in the world, shattering the rotating black light through it!

"What!" Feng Hou suddenly turned around and looked at the scene in front of him, his face was shocked and his eyes were filled with disbelief. The "suppression" formation was actually broken!

But now, he had no time to be angry, because the aura of the terrifying sword had locked him in.

The black light disappeared, revealing Mo Yu's figure. He was wearing a black robe and motionless. The divine light shone in his eyes. There were countless sword shadows roaring across the space. At this moment, he turned his head and looked like an invisible sword, which made Feng Hou's body tremble and reveal a look of pain.

"It's not enough to kill Mo Mou."

When he said, he raised his hand and pointed at him.

puff--

There was a muffled sound in the void, and it seemed like it was broken. A sword shadow roared out, and the sword appeared in the color of purple gold!

Swish-

In a blink of an eye, it was approaching.

Feng Hou's eyes were frightened, and his face faded in an instant, but his hands moved instantly, turning into a phantom, and in a blink of an eye, runes fell all over his body. As the sword shadow pierced, he opened his mouth suddenly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Stop it!"

The runes around him absorbed the blood, and there was a little more bloody red in the center. At the same moment, a dazzling blood light burst out, turning into a blood cocoon, protecting him in it.

But this thing could not withstand the attack of the purple gold sword shadow.

Because it is the purest sword power from Orleans!

The God General Level is unstoppable!

The blood cocoon burst out with a dazzling light, but it quickly dimmed in just one breath and then collapsed.

Feng Hou bowed his head with difficulty, looked at the transparent blood hole in his chest, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. But soon, boundless weakness swept over like a tide, completely swallowing his consciousness.

Bang—

Fenghou's body fell straight to the ground, splashing out a piece of blood, scarlet and dazzling.

In the dead silence of the space, the muffled sound seemed extremely harsh, which made everyone here unable to help but shrink their necks. The eyes looked again and there was a deep fear.

He seriously injured Luan Xiong and killed Fenghou, which was equally clean and neat, but the cruelty in his attacks doubled. Obviously, Mo Yu had no patience and continued to delay.

Since failure cannot make them retreat, then death makes them feel scared!

Mo Yu's surging sword intent slowly converged, his eyes swept across the surroundings, and said lightly: "Who else is there to stop me?"

With a word, the space is quiet and no one dares to interfere.

Next to the snow-white carriage, the arrogant follower, all of whom were looking down at the face, and they looked down and did not dare to look at him. Even the several beautiful maids who walked out of the carriage were shocked, and they obviously did not expect that Mo Yu would have such strength.

However, at this moment, no one noticed that in the inconspicuous corner, a gaze was falling on Mo Yu, calm and cold, and even a little joking.

Qihua looked up, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and murmured: "This farce is over."

He took a step forward, and his simple actions attracted all the attention in an instant.

No one expected that under such a situation, there would be someone who dared to stand up.

He wants to die?

Mo Yu's eyes also fell on the person who came, and his brows frowned inadvertently. For some reason, from then on, he felt a little threat from the person, and solemnity appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Qihua bowed and said calmly: "I didn't want to make things difficult for fellow Taoists, but Luan Xiong is my good friend. I can't sit still and see him being hurt. This is one. The girl is the only woman Qi admires in this life. I can't see her suffering any grievances, this is the second."

This person is very scheming and has always been dating Luan Xiong, but has never shown his true cultivation. Now he speaks, which is also very meaningful. He not only shows that he is a person with great affection and friendship, but has expressed his intentions. But this is far from all his preparations. At this moment, the topic of the conversation suddenly changed.

"Of course, Qi is even more unwilling to see the young lady sad. As long as the fellow Taoist agrees at this time and is invited to enter the imperial carriage, I will take fellow Taoist Luanxiong to leave directly, and I will never make things difficult for you. I remind fellow Taoist in advance that once I take action, it will be difficult to take it back. You will either die or be injured."

Mo Yu shook his head secretly when he heard this. If he hadn't vaguely sensed that this person had hidden a deep murderous intent, he would have been deceived by him and mistakenly thought that this person was the open and honest person who values ​​love and righteousness.

If he was willing to accept the invitation, why did this happen? He knew that he would refuse, but he still spoke like this. Mo Yu felt most hatred for such a hypocrite. He sneered and said, "Since fellow Taoist is Luan Xiong's friend and loves the girl so much, how can he endure it until now? If Mo really agreed and was invited to enter the imperial carriage, I wonder how my friend would smooth things over? Will he regret it? "

Qi Hua's face was slightly unchecked, and then she returned to the original state. She slowly said in an equally plain tone: "It seems that fellow Taoist is not willing to accept my proposal. In this way, Qi has no intention of wasting his words."

"please."

As he fell down, he suddenly raised his head, his white shirt flew and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, black lines quickly appeared on his handsome face, forming a black grimace, occupying most of his face, lifelike.
To be continued...