"Huh! Hhoo!"
Two sword auras with a breath of death slashed at them.Of course, at that moment, when Mo Chen saw that scene, his whole heart fell like an ice cellar.
He stared at the scene in a daze, watching the two sword auras with a breath of death cut into the flames, splitting the flames, but there were no two of Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Moze in that place.
At that moment, his heart seemed to be still, until, seeing a flash of light, when the two figures of Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Moze reappeared on the side of the flame, the heart he raised started beating, and the whole person also A heavy sigh of relief.
It’s fine, he thought, thought...
Feng Jiu pulled Xuanyuan Moze back a few meters to stabilize his body.At that moment, while shielding him with flames, she pulled him into the space to avoid the two fatal attacks. I can’t imagine that if there is no space for them to avoid at that moment, What would it be like when those two sword auras with death fell on them?
She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled with lingering fears, glanced at the gloomy Black Lotus Lord, and then looked at Xuanyuan Moze and asked, "How are you?"
"It's okay." Xuanyuan Mo Ze said, shook his head slightly, and said with a solemn expression: "His strength has increased a lot, so you can't take it lightly."
"I know." She replied.
The Qingfeng Sword in his hand was clenched tightly, his eyes fixed on the Lord of Black Lotus, and the next moment, together with Xuanyuan Moze, he greeted him and headed towards the Lord of Black Lotus.
"It seems that you still have a secret treasure!"
The black lotus lord stared at Feng Jiu with a gloomy gaze, with excitement in his eyes. Now, in his eyes, all the treasures on Feng Jiu’s body will belong to him, not only the ancient Qinglian, but also The moment when the two disappeared just now, it was enough to let him know that there was still a portable space in Feng Jiu's body!
With a raised hand, the black long sword flew towards Xuanyuan Moze as if it was alive. At the same time, a black lotus force condensed from his palm to attack Feng Jiu.
The black figure faced the Qingfeng sword in Feng Jiu's hand straight up, unavoidably not flashing, the palm of the wind rushed out extremely harshly, the move was fatal, and it hit Feng Jiu's life gate.
On the other side, Xuanyuan Moze was entangled by the black aura from the long sword, and the black lotus aura exuding death aura shot out sharp like a blade, traversing Xuanyuan Moze's body, breaking his whole body. His breath cut through his robe.
The black breath entered the body, it was just a wisp, the coldness of the stool made people horrible, and countless black smoke wrapped him in it, as if all of them were going to penetrate into his body.
Seeing this scene, Mo Chen didn't care about being seriously injured. He immediately lifted his qi and headed towards Xuanyuan Moze. The breath in his body surged, and the palm wind slammed away. A dazzling holy light flew out of his hand towards the blackness. The smoke went away, dispelling all the black smoke.
"How are you? Can you still hold it?" Mo Chen held on to Xuanyuan Moze, whose steps were slightly messy, and felt a gloomy air rushing into his palm as soon as he held his hand. , He was shocked and looked at him suddenly.
"It's okay." Xuanyuan Mo Ze pursed his lips, but his lips were slightly discolored, and his face was a bit ugly, but he was still holding on.
"Hei Lian's world-destroying aura is hard to resist even today's Feng Jiu, you..."