Under the control of Mo Qingyun, the eight ancient swords turned into streams of light, and Xiang Xingqinghan and others chased him.

The ancient sword flew extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with Xing Qinghan and others and blocked their way.

After blocking the way of Xing Qinghan and his men, eight ancient swords were scattered and completely blocked the retreat of Xing Qinghan and his men.

"Can't escape!"

Seeing this scene, Xing Qinghan and others tense their expressions and looked at Mo Qingyun with fear.

All their ways are gone. Today, if they want to save their lives, they can only fight to the death with Mo Qingyun.

If they win this battle, they can leave here alive.

If they are defeated in this battle, they will basically die.

"cut!"

He intercepted Xing Qinghan and others' way, and Mo Qingyun didn't talk nonsense to them, controlling the sword formation to attack Xing Qinghan and others.

Under Mo Qingyun's control, the eight ancient swords immediately formed a mysterious sword formation, and dazzling sword lights burst out.

Eight ancient swords turned into streams of light and attacked Xing Qinghan and others.

Under the chaotic flying of the eight ancient swords, they left behind a series of chaotic sword lights, which made people dazzled and confused.

Xingli and others were extremely injured. Now facing the attacks of eight ancient swords, they could not dodge in time.

Puff!

Soon, fortunately, Luke Li was hit by eight ancient swords again, and the injuries on his body became much worse, and the blood that flowed out dyed his clothes red.

"Brother Qinghan, we can't leave anymore, you don't have to worry about us!"

"No, I can't leave you alone unless I'm lucky enough to die of Qinghan."

"Brother Qinghan, if you don't leave, we will all die today!"

"Yes, if you survive, at least you can avenge us."

...

Seeing that he and others were getting worse and worse, Xingli and others showed their resolute expressions and persuaded Xing Qinghan to leave alone.

Their words are true. If Xing Qinghan takes care of them, they will definitely be dead today.

If Qinghan gave up on them and left alone, he might have a chance to save his life.

After a fierce psychological struggle, Xiang Qinghan finally made a decision and planned to leave alone.

His tribe brothers are right. Instead of dying here together, it is better to save one person's life.

In this way, the others will not die in vain and can have a thought of revenge.

"Dear brothers, we will be brothers in the next life."

Xing Qinghan said something, and he moved his figure and prepared to leave here immediately.

Seeing Xing Qinghan's actions, Mo Qingyun immediately guessed what he thought, smiled sarcastically and said, "Xing Qinghan, for your sake, have you ignored their lives? They are the helpers you have found. There are many of these people who are your tribe."

When Mo Qingyun was talking, he did not forget to pursue Xing Qinghan and did not intend to let Xing Qinghan leave.

In the area covered by the combination gate, even the powerful people in the holy realm are not faster than Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun's figure flashed, and he came to Xing Qinghan's front and blocked Xing Qinghan's way again.

Demon Star-Splitting Palm!

Blocking Xing Qinghan's way, Mo Qingyun immediately waved his arm and slashed Xing Qinghan with a palm.

Mo Qingyun blasted out with a palm, and a terrifying immortal power gathered on his arm.

Then, a palm shadow several meters long blasted out from Mo Qingyun's palm.

The shadow of the palm blasted out from Mo Qingyun's hand, and swept across the army with a stance towards Xing Qinghan.

Under Mo Qingyun's palm, Xing Qinghan immediately stepped back and did not dare to fight Mo Qingyun's palm.

However, although Xing Qinghan retreated extremely, he was still caught up by Mo Qingyun's palm power.

Nine Yang Thunder Palm!

Looking at the palm shadow that was approaching, Xing Qinghan no longer hesitated and immediately raised his hand to bang at the palm shadow.

When Qinghan waved his arm, lightning flashed on his palm, and a terrifying immortal power burst out.

Soon, nine imposing thunder palm shadows blasted out from Xing Qinghan's palm.

Bang bang bang bang...

Nine thunder palm shadows blasted out, and they collided with the Demon Star-Splitting Palm, and a series of loud noises broke out.

But after nine sounds, the nine thunder palm shadows cracked, as if they were cut by one knife.

After defeating a shadow of the Thunder Palm, the attack of the Demon Star Split Palm continued to slam the body directly on Xing Qinghan.

Puff!

After being bombarded by the Demon Star-Splitting Palm, one of Xing Qinghan's arms was directly cut off.

One arm was forcibly cut off, and Qinghan's horse turned pale and a scream came out.

Although the people of the Immortal Clan have terrifying recovery ability, they can recover even if they suffer severe injuries.

But it does not mean that they will not feel any pain when they are seriously injured.

"Brother Qinghan, how are you?"

"This...it's so possible. This kid is just the Daluo Golden Fairyland. How could he..."

"The magic trick, this kid must know magic tricks, otherwise, how could his strength be so strong?"

...

Xingli and others widened their eyes, unable to believe that this was true and could not accept such a result.

Mo Qingyun was only able to crush them with the cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. Facing their group of powerful men in the Nine Heavens Mystery Immortal Realm.

This kind of thing is really ironic to them.

"I said, you can't leave either of you, so don't leave either."

Mo Qingyun forced Xing Qinghan away with one palm, and his face turned cold and he said a cold word.

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, he controlled the eight ancient swords and attacked Xing Qinghan and others again.

Now, Xingli and others are half dead, and there will be Mo Qingyun's opponent.

Not to mention letting them fight with Mo Qingyun, it is extremely difficult to avoid Mo Qingyun's attack.

However, Mo Qingyun did not feel any ruthless to them because Xing Qinghan and others were seriously injured.

Mo Qingyun knew very well that if he lost to the person today, his fate would be more than a hundred times more miserable.

Once he is killed by Xing Qinghan and others, Long Hanyan and others with great fortune will most likely end up in a miserable end.

When Mo Qingyun thought of such consequences, he became cold and no longer had any sympathy for Xing Qinghan and others.

Puff!

In just a short moment, under the attack of eight ancient swords, Xingli and others were killed.

Now, among them, the only one who guarantees their lives is Xing Qinghan.

"Boy, you actually massacred my tribe members. You are waiting to be hunted down by our tribe."

Seeing Xingli and others being killed, Xing Qinghan's eyes were about to break, and he wished he could crush Mo Qingyun's bones and ashes.

In this Kunlai fairyland, they have always been killed by the immortal clan and have never been slaughtered like this by others.

This encounter was a very shame for them.

Ignoring Xing Qinghan's anger, Mo Qingyun's mouth slightly raised, and his face showed contemptuous expression: "The murderer will always kill him. There is no absolute king in this world, at least you are not yet a member of the immortal clan."
Chapter completed!