Chapter 309: Mountain Rain is Coming (1)

"Master, the front is it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Hellstar said, looking at the fluctuating barrier ahead.

Mo Bang Liang wrinkled, but the faint smell of blood in the air did not escape his nose, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"What people! Come out! ”

Hearing this, Prison Hearing Yan's expression froze, he instantly drew his sword and looked around vigilantly. This time, even he didn't notice anything unusual, it seemed that it wasn't the people of the Red Blood Continent, but them.

A few crisp applause rang out, and the prison looked at the source of the sound, and his face changed suddenly.

"I didn't expect our noble highness to escape to a place where this kind of bird doesn't, so that his subordinates can find it." Several middle-aged men in brocade clothes appeared from the forest, and the calm man at the head spoke with a smile on his face.

Mo Bang Li's eyes were like a cold sword that had been sleeping for thousands of years, cold and sharp, and he said in a deep voice, "He is really a big hand, he will actually send you out, Xuan Ling." ”

Xuan Ling laughed, "You became the Purple Emperor at the age of five, how can the Lord underestimate it." ”

Mo Wanqi tightened the killing in his hand, "Hmph, thank you for looking up to him." ”

Xuan Ling waved her hand, "Your Highness is polite, the Lord misses you very much, no, this time the Lord personally ordered that I will pick you up from my subordinates." ”

The hatred of Rumo was rendered in the depths of Mo Wang's eyes, his face was not obvious, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile that fell into the city, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to take the deity back!" ”

Before the words fell, the extremely sharp killing instantly unsheathed and shot towards Xuan Ling, and the figure of Mo Bang Fence followed closely behind.

Xuan Ling's eyes were shocked, he didn't have time to draw his sword, and with a twist of his wrist, the extraordinary scabbard blocked the killing blow, and after a blow, when Xuan Ling was about to draw his sword, he saw the sword in his hand crack with a click, and Xuan Ling's face changed, when did he have such a powerful weapon!

Mo Bang Liang was also slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't expect that this killing was really a treasure, and he couldn't even fight against the spirit sword.

After Xuan Ling's momentary surprise, the greedy gaze fell on the killing in the hands of Mo Bang Fence, and after he killed him, this treasure was his!

It was just a moment of effort, and the two parties were instantly entangled together, and when the knife fell, the passage of life was so fast.

From time to time, the sharp arrows of the dark iron that flew out from the shadows penetrated deep into the enemy's head and heart.

With just one pillar of incense, there were only five people left in Xuanling's convenience, and Xuanling's brows furrowed deeply.

Damn it! This is not the Winged Phoenix Continent, their skills have been limited, and if they continue like this, it will not be them who will die, but themselves.

Seeing that Xuan Ling was a little distracted, the power condensed in his hand instantly hit the opponent's chest. "I'm still in the mood to think about something else when I fight with the deity, it seems that you are very confident!"

Xuan Ling slapped a palm, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and smiled, "Your Highness's kung fu is far less than before, think about it, in order to survive, the rest is nothing, what is this called, lingering!" Haha....... "Taking advantage of this time, Xuanling secretly smeared some powder on his hands.

Mo Bang Liang sneered and said in a deep voice, "Later, the deity will let you know what it means to linger." ”

"Hehehe, Your Highness, you haven't fused with this body yet, have you?" Xuan Ling opened his mouth, and the prison over there paused for a moment. (To be continued.) )