How could Yanyun here be disguised and prepare to go to purgatory quietly, but the Mozi people who came back from the frontier were blocked by a group of masked people

Mo Ziyu didn't get out of the carriage, while Lu Jinyu and Mo Zixuan stood outside the carriage, looking at the masked man in front of them indifferently

"Who sent you?" Mo Zixuan said contemptuously, asking this question, in fact, he already had a vague answer in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it directly

Although the masked man at the head was blocked, a pair of eyes did not block his ruthlessness at all

"They are all people who are going to die, why do you know so much?" After speaking, he commanded the people behind him to meet him head-on

Mo Zixuan, Lu Jinyu and the people who followed immediately faced each other, and for a while, there were swords and swords, wailing all over the ground, and they couldn't tell whether it was someone from their own side or a masked person

Moziyu on the carriage sat calmly inside, and Sang Duo and Sang Dong, who followed beside him, were originally under this face, and instinctively wanted to scream, but when they saw that Moziyu beside him was as stable as Mount Tai, his heart quieted down for no reason, and he sat quietly in the carriage with Moziyu

It's just that the clenched hands betray the tension and fear at the moment

The battle outside the carriage was still very fierce, and the masked man's kung fu was not bad, so Mo Zixuan and the people around Mo Zixuan were a little powerless

And Lu Jinyu's side is still fighting with the masked man's commander without hurry, Lu Jinyu's face is unharmed, and his heart is secretly marveling at the masked man's martial arts

I even admired the mastermind behind sending these people here, and was so willing to kill them

Thinking that Mo Ziyu, who was pregnant, was still sitting in the carriage, Lu Jinyu exerted a little more force, and after a while, the masked man led by him hung up his colors

After retreating a few steps, the masked man led by him wanted to attack again, but at a glance, he found that his companion had been repelled by Mo Zixuan and others, dead and wounded

The masked man at the head was stunned, and quickly flashed to Mo Zixuan's side, seeing that Mo Zixuan was about to kill his companions, the masked man at the head stabbed Mo Zixuan with a sword while Mo Zixuan was not paying attention

thought that he could hurt Mo Zixuan in one fell swoop, but the sword that knew that it was about to pierce Mo Zixuan's body was blocked by Lu Jinyu who rushed over

Mo Zixuan got rid of the masked man in his hand, and when he saw that Lu Jinyu was injured in order to save himself, he quickly walked towards the masked man in his head

It's just that before Mo Zixuan got closer, a faster figure approached the masked man at the head, and when Mo Zixuan saw it clearly, he was scared

Mo Ziyu had a cold face at the moment, and fought against the masked man at the head with murderous intent, and every move was more ruthless than the other

The masked man at the head first saw that Moziyu was a woman, and he felt relaxed, thinking that Moziyu was the same as other women, but he could just embroider his legs, but the more he went to the back, the more frightened he became, Moziyu's every move and style he had never seen, and he found that he couldn't be distracted by Moziyu's moves, and he had to be single-minded, because you didn't know how Moziyu would come out in the next move

Mo Zixuan went from being frightened at the beginning to being incredible at the back, and in the end he could only admit that he was really inferior in skills

He took Lu Jinyu from his entourage, and saw that Lu Jinyu was pursing his lips at the moment looking at the figure not far away, his eyes were full of worry, and he wanted to rush up and solve the masked man led by him

But when Mozi came out just now, he told him through spatial transmission that he couldn't expose too much strength at the moment, otherwise the road behind would be more and more difficult to walk

He resisted the impulse, but a pair of eyes followed Mo Ziyu's figure all the time, and no one knew how nervous he was at the moment