The strong men of the Murong family also discovered this scene, and their hearts were shocked in an instant. In their opinion, Murong Wan was a thousand times more precious than Mo Wubian's life.

As long as Murong Wan is around in the family, sooner or later they will be able to lead everyone to glory and regain the glory that the ancestors of Litian were alive.

But the little Mirror Moon Sect has ruined the hope of the family, how can everyone not be angry!

"Kill...kill all these bastards!"

"Fight them!"

As roars rang out one after another, the strong men from the Murong family below all unsheathed their magic weapons, bursting out with majestic waves, and took the initiative to attack the strong men from the Mirror Moon Sect.

Void!

Hundreds of divine weapons arrived in an instant, surrounding Murong Wan in a circle. Following the guidance of the water-singing sword in her hand, they mingled and formed into a giant sword ten feet long spanning the sky and the earth!

"puff!"

Murong Wan spat out another mouthful of blood, and the giant sword instantly turned into blood, emitting a vast coercion that could sink the world.

"Madman...women are indeed snakes and scorpions!"

Mo Wubian had already turned pale with fear. If he was hit by this giant sword, he couldn't guarantee whether he would survive.

At this moment, Mo Wubian had a black rag in his hand. With a slight shake, unimaginable evil energy came out of it, but it felt like evil energy, because the person who died under this black cloth

There are too many strong people.

The reason why it is called a rag is because it has countless knife marks and sword marks on it. I think that over the years of fighting with Mo Wubian, I have fought many powerful enemies for him.

"Wow!"

Mo Wubian rolled up his hands, and the black cloth instantly magnified a hundred miles, and immediately wrapped up a piece of sky, as if it had grasped a piece of heaven and earth, exuding the power of destroying the fluctuating world.

On the other side, Murong Wan's white dress fluttered and stood on top of the giant sword. Her face was calm, neither sad nor happy, with only a little energy left crazily pouring into her feet.

"Crash!"

The giant sword moved, like an arrow shot from a string. The void continued to be annihilated along the way. Before it was touched by the sword, it was torn apart by the indescribable wave.

"Stop me!"

Mo Wubian directly threw out the terrifying black cloth, turned around and ran away, shouting: "If you four don't come out yet, stop her with this sect leader."

The void shook slightly, and four powerful figures with terrifying auras appeared in the distant sky, possessing the early stages of True God Realm cultivation.

It turns out that Mo Wubian still has a back-up plan, and not even Yuwen Leidong knows about it.

But after these four people appeared, they just looked at me and I looked at you without making any move. They must have seen the horror of the Litian Sword Formation and felt that Mo Wubian's promise was not enough for them to take the risk.

Murong Wan seemed to have not seen it. All the jade and stone were burned to the ground. Not to mention the four more powerful people in the early stage of True God Realm. Even a few more people could not change the overall situation.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a huge earthquake in the sky and the earth, and the black cloth that wrapped a square of space struck, and it could only make the giant sword tremble slightly before it disintegrated.

"how so?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Wubian felt terrified, but how could he be faster than Chasing Feng Zhuyue's bloody giant sword?

"Tick tock!"

Suddenly, drops of blood slipped from the giant sword, as if it sensed the master's thoughts, or was mourning for the impending destruction of the Murong family.

"Sister Murong, stop quickly, you can't die before big brother arrives!"

The purple spirit had already turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the void, but its speed was not half as fast as Murong Wan's, so she could only scream crazily from behind.

"he?"

The fairy in white was slightly touched, turned her head and looked into the endless void, a layer of mist rose in her eyes, and murmured: "If it weren't for me, his pressure would be much less!"

Immediately, the giant sword chased Mo Wubian at an even faster speed.

Ten miles...eight miles...five miles...three miles!

"Ms. Murong, stop, this sect... I can lead the Mirror Moon Sect to evacuate Fengxi City immediately, and will never be an enemy of the Murong family from now on!" Mo Wubian's soul was in danger. He really didn't expect that the magic that was inherited from the ancient times would

The family background is so terrible.

Murong Wan didn't answer. How could she believe her enemy's impending death begging for mercy?

Seeing that the Litian Sword Formation would be detonated in the next moment and Mo Wubian would die together, Murong Wan suddenly felt that the source of power in her body was disordered, and her beauty instantly turned pale.

"Damn it, how could you encounter a breakthrough in cultivation at this critical moment?"

She tried her best to suppress it, but the more she did, the restless atmosphere became more and more violent.

"Wow..."
Chapter completed!