"Here we are..."

Mo Lingquan's face was gloomy, and he couldn't imagine that the gate of Wushuang City was close in front of him, and he was actually intercepted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hum..."

Mo Lingquan's Mid-Autumn Water Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and flew out through the top of the carriage.

"Zheng... Zheng... Zheng..."

The bolts were knocked away by his sword.

"Let's go..."

Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god, suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, and pushed his granddaughter Nangong Yuyu, who was protecting him, to Mo Lingquan's side.

"Take my granddaughter and go..."

The cloth god turned around and looked at the crossbow arrows that flashed with cold light, with a calm expression.

"Old thing, it's not worrying to step into the coffin with both feet..."

A grim voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Heaven and earth..."

The momentum of Nangong Qingwu, the cloth god minister, rose to the peak, and the copper coins surrounded him, and his body hung above everyone's heads.

"Zheng... Zheng... Zheng..."

Crossbow arrows slammed into the copper coins, making a sound of gold and iron.

In the distance, the guards of the Peerless City had already spotted the fight here, and an arrow pierced the sky.

"Waste... I can't even handle a dying man..."

An earth-shattering sword burst through the air from the crowd, directly smashing the copper coins that surrounded Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god.

The net was broken when it landed, and the copper coins fell to the ground in two.

The sword also gradually dissipated, and a long knife with a black body appeared in front of Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god, and he couldn't dodge it at this time.

"Poof..."

The long knife slashed diagonally down his shoulder, blood splattering as it landed.

"Hehe..."

A strange smile appeared on the face of Nangong Qingwu, the cloth god minister.

The attacker feels bad and wants to get out of the way.

"Poof! Burst! Poof..."

A series of sharp blades sounded into the body, and immediately after, the body of Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god, fell weakly from the sky.

"Xiangye..."

All this happened between the electric sparks, and when everyone reacted, the body of Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god minister, fell from the sky with a blood mist.

The old man who was driving the car was the first to react, flew up, and took his fallen body into his arms.

"Grandpa..."

Nangong Yuyu cried and ran up.

"Let's go..."

Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god, only uttered a vague word, and spit out a large mouthful of blood foam, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Zheng... Zheng... Zheng..."

Mo Lingquan waved the long sword in his hand and stopped the crossbow arrows that were being shot.

At this time, Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god, was speechless, and looked at Mo Lingquan who was blocking him, and a touch of apology and relief flashed in his eyes. For the sake of his granddaughter, he had to calculate the young man in front of him.

There is no other ability, looking at the ability to recognize people, he is the second, and no one can say the first.

"Grandpa..."

Nangong Yuyu's mind was blank, his grandfather, who had accompanied him since he was a child, died in front of him, and at the last moment, he handed himself over to an outsider who had only met once.

This is the last explanation that grandpa gave her with his eyes.

Several Heavenly Realm killers were rapidly approaching, and a large number of Peerless City guards poured out of the city gate in the distance.

"Master Mo, take Miss away... I'm here to stop them. ”

The old man who was driving the car gently put the body of Nangong Qingwu, the cloth-clothed god, on the ground, picked up the long knife on the side and greeted him.

"No..."

Nangong Yuyu let out a sad scream, these days, the people around her died one after another in front of her eyes, and now that her grandfather is gone, the old housekeeper who has always taken good care of herself is also blatantly going to death to buy time for her to escape, how can she be willing to leave...

"Bang..."

Mo Lingquan slapped Nangong Yuyu on the neck with a palm, knocking her unconscious.

The old man seemed to have sensed something, and his body was stunned, and the long knife in his hand burst out with bursts of swords, enveloping several leading Heavenly Realm killers.

Mo Lingquan held Nangong Yuyu in his arms and exerted his light skills to the extreme. It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that he can't let the cloth-clothed god Nangong Qingwu and the old man die in vain.

If he were alone, he would have gone up with a sword.

"Protect the good lady..."

The old man's faint voice sounded in Mo Lingquan's ears. With a little force under his feet, his body became a little faster, and under the perception of the moon wheel, the old man had already been stabbed several times and fell in a pool of blood.

Beside him, one of the Heavenly Realm's dead soldiers was seriously injured and wanted to die, and the rest of them were also suffering from serious injuries.

Apparently the result of his life for his life.

Da Da... Da Da...

A group of guards from the Peerless City surrounded Mo Lingquan, and the iron spear in his hand was also pointed at him. Another group of people galloped towards the battlefield not far away.

"No use of force is allowed in Wushuang City, so let's arrest it!"

The general at the head looked at Mo Lingquan with an indifferent expression.

"Get out of the way..."

Mo Lingquan looked indifferent, he didn't think that these people in front of him could stop the group of dead soldiers behind him.

"Bold... This is but..."

A soldier who looked like a personal guard behind him looked at Mo Lingquan with an angry face, but soon his words were interrupted by the long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand.

"You can recognize it..."

Mo Lingquan's face was cold, and he showed the sheathed long sword that was blocked by Nangong Yuyu.

"Three... Three... The third princess's sword..."

The man seemed to have been suddenly pinched by the neck, and looked at Mo Lingquan with a frightened expression.

"Quick... Don't get out of the way..."

The general's face changed and he immediately shouted.

Some time ago, the third princess gave her sword to a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, but there was a stir in Wushuang City, he was not a fool, and the person in front of him was not something he could offend.

"You... Don't get out of the way..."

The general yelled at the panicked subordinate who had forgotten to get out of the way with an angry face.

"Yes, yes, yes... Subordinates damn it..."

The guard looked horrified and let go of his seated horse.

"You don't have to..."

Mo Lingquan's face was indifferent, his figure rose into the air, and with a slight touch of his toes on the horse's back, his figure swept out several feet.

The dead soldiers behind him had already fought with the group of officers and soldiers.

"Hum..."

Just as Mo Lingquan was about to enter the gate of Wushuang City, several people on both sides of the city gate suddenly shot out their blades and attacked him.

didn't have to think about it, Mo Lingquan's body was stunned, and he dodged the combined attack of several people.

Without waiting for a few people to strike again, the light technique of "Cloud Dragon Nine Appearances" suddenly came out, and Mo Lingquan's body turned two times in a row, leaving two afterimages in place, and flew into the city gate.

"Zheng..."

A willow leaf flying knife shot at the back of his heart, although it was blocked by the long shirt that was too void, and the strength hit Mo Lingquan's body through the long shirt, but it made him feel chest tightness for a while.

With a strong breath, with the power of this blow, Mo Lingquan's speed was even faster.

"Bold... Who dares to do anything in my Peerless City..."

At this time, a large number of masters from Wushuang City arrived, and after a few people surrounded Mo Lingquan, most of the remaining masters did not hesitate to kill outside the city.

"Don't you know that Wushuang City prohibits people from fighting privately."

Several qi machines locked Mo Lingquan firmly, and if Mo Lingquan made any abnormal moves, he would be greeted by a stormy blow from several people.