The blue light flashed, and the blade of the executioner's falling blade collided with it with a crisp sound. After the sound, the blade broke into two pieces and ricocheted above the execution table.

When Mo Sang heard this sudden change, he immediately overjoyed. Because the woman's broken voice just now made him distinguish the identity of this person, it was Qi Ling'er who he had been thinking about for a long time!

Qi Ling'er also wore a green coat today, but did not wear a skirt, but a set of close-fitting clothes. appeared in front of Mo Sang like a woman.

Mo Sang's excited hands kept trembling, and his lips twitched up and down. Seeing the person he had been thinking about for a long time rushing out desperately to save himself at such a critical juncture, Mo Sang had mixed feelings. He said softly to Ling'er in front of him.

"I didn't expect God to have mercy on me, a poor man, and I was content to see you again before I died. You'd better leave quickly, there's a golden-stage monk in the court. And not far from this palace is Xiangguo Temple, which is a master. You can't fight them alone!

Now that I have seen you, my wish has been fulfilled and I will die without regrets!"

Qi Ling'er saw Mo Sanna's haggard face and bloodstained feet, and shed tears in distress.

"You fool, why are you so persistent? I'm just saying it casually, you don't even want your life for the sake of the name of the champion? If it weren't for the master calculating that there would be great difficulties for me to pick you up on this trip, wouldn't we have to be so different people?"

Mo Sang's heart warmed when he heard Qi Linger's questioning.

"Ling'er, if I don't have the name of the champion, how can I fulfill my promise to you? How can I marry you to Qingxia Mountain? For me, you are all I have. What's the use of my life without you?"

Mo San's weak breath was only left at this time, and his lips twitched to say these inner words.

Qi Ling'er heard Mo Sang's unpretentious and sincere confession, and the center fell in front of Mo Sang, holding Mo Sang tightly in his arms.

At this time, on the execution ground, the soldiers guarding were shocked when they saw this sudden change. Dare to hijack the Dharma field in front of the Beijing Gate, this has not happened for hundreds of years. One by one, they were on guard as if they were facing a great enemy.

At this time, a person in official uniform on the prison beheading platform shouted.

"Bold enchantress, dare to hijack the law field. Quickly take her down and ask her for the guilt!"

When the guards heard the order, they immediately drew their sabers and rushed to the execution platform.

Qi Ling'er didn't care about those who rushed over at all, but said affectionately to Mo Sang in front of him.

"The jade pendant I gave you is for you to save your life in times of crisis, why don't you use it?"

Mo Sang brought the flame jade pendant in his hand, which had been infected with blood, to Qi Ling'er and said softly.

"Now that I can't get the champion, how can I have the face to see you again? Not to mention that I am already a prisoner at this time, how dare I pull you into this dangerous situation?"

Qi Ling'er listened to the words of the beloved in front of her with full concern, and couldn't help but hold Mo Sang's hands trembling. With a little force, she tore off the shackles that bound Mo Sang and helped him up from the ground.

"After that, as in the matter of what has happened. We all have to bear it together, and now I am the same person as you, and whoever dies cannot live alone!"

Mo Sang listened to Qi Ling'er's words full of love, and nodded firmly with his eyes.

At this time, the guards had already rushed to the high platform, and the long knives in their hands were waving and slashing towards Qi Ling'er and Mo Sang. Qi Ling'er protected Mo Sang behind him, and with a gentle wave of his palm, a blue light pushed all the guards who rushed over from the high platform. Qi Ling'er supported the crumbling Mo Sang, turned around and kicked the guards behind Mo Sang out.

Qi Ling'er gently lifted Mo Sang on her back, and jumped to the top of the high platform with the wind on the soles of her feet, avoiding the guards who were surging over like a tide. Qi Ling'er slapped behind him, and a strong wind blew towards the guards on the high platform, and he carried Mo Sang on his back and flew quickly out of the high platform. At this time, the judges on the beheading platform ordered loudly.

"Shoot them to death! Go and invite the Immortal Master and Master Xuanzang!"

Before the judge's words fell, an old Taoist priest with a crane-haired and childish face stepped on a green steel sword and flew out of the palace. Qi Ling'er saw this person from a distance, and when the person got closer, Qi Ling'er slapped it at the old Taoist priest with a palm.

A blue light quickly shot towards the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest raised the dust in his hand and easily scattered the green light. Qi Ling'er saw that the Taoist priest had broken his spell so easily, and she was shocked in her heart, and just about to make another move, the Taoist priest spoke.

"Dare to ask Dao friends, what sect is there? We cultivators have already made an appointment in advance, and we are not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the mortal world. Now that you have taken away this court prisoner without such a blind eye, aren't you going to break the rules?"

Although Qi Ling'er knew that the Dao person had some skills, she didn't flinch and said.

"Stinky Taoist, do you want you to dictate what this fairy does? I must take this person away today, you can use whatever skills you have!"

The old Taoist priest saw that Qi Ling'er didn't give him any thin face, and said with a cold snort with a blue face.

"Hmph, since you are obsessed, don't blame the old man for being heavy!"

As soon as the Taoist priest's words fell, he jumped up from the flying sword, and the flying sword under his feet flew towards Qi Ling'er as quickly as if it was alive with spirituality.

Qi Ling'er saw that the flying sword was attached to the powerful sword qi, and she didn't dare to be careless. She carefully carried Mo Sang behind her back, and then slapped the flying sword hard. From Qi Ling'er's palm, a huge handprint condensed by the palm wind quickly emerged, flying towards the flying sword.

The flying sword collided with the palm print in mid-air, making a great explosion sound, but after the loud noise, the flying sword penetrated through the palm print unharmed and went straight to Qi Ling'er.

Qi Ling'er was shocked when she saw that she had not been able to block the attack of the flying sword. In a panic, she threw Mo Sang into the air, and Mo Sang dragged him with a gentle force on his body, so that he remained suspended in mid-air and did not fall.

Qi Ling'er clenched his fists with both hands and slammed into the flying green steel sword, and the sword qi in the green steel sword was released and entangled with Qi Ling'er. And the old Taoist priest stood in front of the outer city of the palace, stretched out one hand and put his two fingers together, and the other fingers were clenched. The whole hand formed a sword-like shape, and constantly issued various attack orders to the green steel sword that flew out.

Mo Sang saw that the old Taoist priest's changing gestures should be a means of attack for the flying of the sword. And Qi Ling'er has obviously shown some overwhelmed trends at this time, and if she fights like this again, it is estimated that she will have to lose the battle in a short time.

Mo Sankan's heart was anxious, but he couldn't do anything. At this time, he hated himself very much that he was just a scholar, powerless, and now the enemy still wants that beloved to defend himself. At this time, how much Mo Sang wished that he could have the ability to be a god, and he could easily defeat the old Taoist priest who was sanctimonious, so that Qi Ling'er would not have to suffer like this.