For a while, the scene was chaotic again, and some people took out signal flares and hit the air, spreading the news.

At this time, the handsome woman had almost recovered and walked over.

When she found out about this, she immediately said loudly: "Can't you two people work in a team, one to attack Mo Batian, and the other to pay attention to the surrounding situation?"

When those masters heard the handsome woman say this, they immediately combined and flew towards Mo Huasong's side.

However, Mo Huasong had already flown to the front, how could he wait for them to come and kill?

"Chase quickly, don't let Mo Batian escape. So, these masters chased after them.

So, the imperial city began to be in chaos.

Generally, people with low strength dare not stop Mo Huasong in front, whoever is in front will die so much that they can't die anymore.

At first, there were still people who wanted to stop Mo Huasong in front and get a reward.

But the sword spirit and fire are not vegetarians, as long as they are in front of them, they are cultivators below the half-step Yuan Infant, and they are all like paper paste, and they will be killed in an instant.

Then, no one dared to stop Mo Huasong in front, whoever stopped him would die.

Because Mo Huasong's speed is very fast, it is impossible for those Yuanying strength masters to surpass him.

So, the handsome woman issued an order to let the powerful Yuanying master of the Imperial City intercept Mo Batian in front and not let him escape.

And the other princes and princes also heard the news, and immediately rushed over with the masters of Yuanying's strength.

After all, there are still many masters of Yuanying strength in the Imperial City, and they have to rush over.

If Mo Batian didn't die, they wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the imperial city in the future.

Although these princes and princes are usually intrigued, at a critical time, they still have to be unanimous to the outside world, so as not to be robbed by others.

The eighth prince also received the news, but he was so angry that he was about to die.

I really didn't expect it, Mo Batian's birdman is really a big pit.

Didn't he say that he would do it at night? Why did he do it during the day?

There is also a person who said that he would do it to Nanying, why did Mo Batian kill the general of Xiying?

It's messy, it's all messy, if he knew that this was the case, he wouldn't have any alliance with Mo Batian, just tell the imperial brother where Mo Batian is, and then everyone will rush up and kill him.

Because this is in the imperial city, it is inconvenient for the sergeants to move.

If they were only a team of 1,000 or hundreds of people, it wouldn't be enough to kill them.

Mo Batian can kill hundreds of people with just one move, if it weren't for the appearance of a master of Yuanying's strength, he could only be slaughtered.

Soon, the Eighth Prince came to the Imperial City, after all, he had a third-level flying beast, and he was near the Imperial City.

A large number of masters appeared, putting the imperial city at the point of imminent storms.

Seeing the scene around him, the eighth prince couldn't help but secretly shook his head and said, "Alas, it seems that Mo Batian is going to die this time." ”

Huang Feng was beside the Eighth Prince, looking at the scene in front of him, and sneered: "Eighth Prince, it seems that the king is still reluctant to send a powerful master." ”

"What do you mean by that?" asked the Eighth Prince.

"Look, their highest strength is the early stage of the Yuan Infant, how can they beat Mo Batian? Huang Feng sneered.

You must know that you are all in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant strength, and they may not be Mo Batian's opponents, how can those people be Mo Batian's opponents?

No wonder several masters with the early strength of the Yuan Infant have been killed today, and their kind of strength, when they meet Mo Batian, they must be killed.

Hearing Huang Feng say this, the Eighth Prince nodded secretly and said, "Senior, you are right, I think if it goes on like this, it will definitely be over." ”

"However, I can see the problem, and I guess some people know about it. Huang Feng said: "Now we don't care, let's go and see the situation." Anyway, it's someone else who dies, and then we'll still have a little bit of good. ”

Now that the generals of both battalions have been killed, they still have the advantage.

When the time comes, they will operate again, get their people to the position of general, and the rest will be easy to do.

And as long as Mo Batian kills more princes and princes, the eighth prince also has an advantage.

Thinking of this, Huang Feng asked sinisterly, "Eighth Prince, can you still contact Mo Batian now?" Let him listen to your command and help you kill some more people." ”

Hearing Huang Feng say this, the eighth prince looked distressed. "Now that Mo Batian is being hunted down by others, how can he hear my command again?"

"It's a shame. If we let him kill which people first, it will be good for us. Huang Feng smiled gloomily: "Think about it, if Mo Batian kills the prince and the prince, wouldn't it give us more chances?"

In fact, killing the generals of other camps now does not have much effect, but instead letting Mo Batian kill those princes and princes, which is very useful to the eighth prince.

When the Eighth Prince heard Huang Feng say this, his heart moved, and he whispered: "In this way, I will send a message to Mo Batian, if he has time to watch it, he can still see it." ”

Speaking of this, the eighth prince took out the communication spirit weapon and said to Mo Batian in a suppressed voice, let him kill the prince and other princes when he has the opportunity, and then he will help Mo Batian escape.

However, when the Eighth Prince finished speaking, there was no movement on Mo Batian's side.

The eighth prince shook his head helplessly and said: "There is no way, it is estimated that Mo Batian is only concerned about fleeing for his life now, and he can't hear what we say." ”

Huang Feng said: "Since this is the case, then let's rush over there, lest something happen and people say that we can't help." ”

"Okay, let's go. The eighth prince nodded and flew forward.

As a result, their group quickly disappeared into front.

Mo Huasong is really running for his life, because more and more masters are appearing, and as the handsome woman said, the two of them are in a group, and Yi'er has no chance to assassinate them.

A few times, when Yi'er was about to do it, she was discovered.

If it weren't for Yi'er's light work, she would have been killed.

In this case, how could Mo Huasong not run desperately?

Zeng Chunyu was better, Jiulongyu and Dong Mengdie were sad, they were still half-step Yuanying strength, if it weren't for their talent, they would have been caught up by the enemy behind them early in the morning.

However, Mo Huasong did not help them, but let them do their best.

This kind of experience is very rare for them.

Cultivating in the martial arts, who can only achieve positive results if they have not experienced the tribulations of nine deaths and a lifetime.

If they can't even get through this, something big will definitely happen in the future.

Therefore, Mo Huasong better let them run on their own, it will be good for them.

After running for more than ten minutes, Dong Mengdie's face became more and more pale.