Mo Sang thought in his heart: Since I can't outrun you, then I will fight with you! If I am captured, it will never be possible.

Those guards had already walked up to Mo San, looked at Mo Sang's decadent figure and said loudly.

"You better go back with us honestly, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin again!"

Mo Sang's eyes stared at the white-robed man who was walking towards him, and the purple and green sword in his hand tightened again.

When the white-robed man approached Mo Sang, Mo San suddenly pulled out the purple and green sword in his hand. The purple and cyan rays of light surged out instantly, and the long sword tail light slashed towards the white-robed man in front of him.

The white-robed man had discovered Mo Sang's movements when he was close, and he had already been on guard in his heart, and Mo Sang had never used a weapon, which made the accuracy of the blow just now obviously a little off.

The white-robed man leaned back and dodged Mo Sang's seemingly powerful blow. The purple and blue sword qi quickly sank into the bamboo forest, cutting off a large piece of bamboo behind the white-robed person.

The white-robed man saw that the purple and green sword in Mo Sang's hand was actually so powerful, and his heart was also frightened, and some cold sweat broke out on his head, he estimated that if the sword just now was slashed on his body, he was afraid that it would immediately turn into that bamboo.

It seems that he is still too careless, after all, this is a felony pursued by the imperial court, and everything must be careful! He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead because of the fright, and said to the person behind him.

"Everyone be careful, this scholar is at the end of his rope and is ready to fight with us! You must pay attention to the sword in his hand later, it is a weapon used by the immortal master, and it is infinitely powerful! If any of you idiots are injured or killed by this powerless scholar, I will not give you credit!"

Those chasing soldiers who were originally looking at each other with a playful look on their faces picked up their contemptuous mentality after hearing their leader's reminder, and watched Mo Sang's every move cautiously.

The reason why he was careless before was because this scholar really had no power to restrain the chicken. They have already seen it along the way, this kind of behavior is absolutely impossible to pretend, a person who has practiced martial arts and a person who has not practiced martial arts have a different posture of walking, not to mention that he can barely stand firm when he is bumpy all the way?

Mo Sang stood still with difficulty, holding the purple and green sword in his hand and glaring at the guards who captured him.

"I'm just a scholar, and I relied on my own strength to gain fame but was framed by the vicious Concubine Hua. Now that it's in your hands again, if you press it step by step, I will have to fight desperately!

Don't deceive people too much, even if I die here today, I will never go back with you. ”

When the white-robed man in the lead heard Mo Sang's words, his brows furrowed. It was Master Xuanzang who gave the order, and what he asked was that if he saw a living person, he must bring it back alive. But now that it's like this, how can he be brought back alive? But if he is killed on the spot, it will definitely violate Master Xuanzang's decree, although the man is gentle on the surface, he also has some extremely cruel methods.

There was some hesitation in the hearts of the white-robed people.

When Mo Sang saw that those people were reluctant to do anything, he also muttered in his heart: These people could have restrained me and arrest me, but why didn't they do it? Are they really afraid of the sharp weapon in my hand?

Mo Sang thought about it for a long time and didn't feel like it. Since they don't do it, they have to do it themselves. After all, it is impossible to outrun those guards, only to fight a bloody way.

Mo Sang raised the purple and blue sword in his hand and slashed at the white-robed man, and the purple and blue light surged out again. The white-robed man was frightened, and in a panic, he rolled around on the spot to avoid the attack of the sword qi.

However, the place where he was standing was cut out by the powerful sword qi and a pit that was a finger deep, and the white-robed man saw that Mo Sang's mind was absolutely impossible to surrender, and he did not hesitate. It's a big deal to beat him to a serious injury and then drag him back, the master just said that he can't be injured if he wants to live, he only needs to have a breath when he is sent back, and it is not up to him to save him in the end.

After making up his mind, the white-robed man glanced at his subordinates around him and motioned for them to disperse and surround Mosan.

Mo Sang looked around nervously. Those guards were well-trained, and they were not in a hurry to attack after surrounding Mozambi, but they kept harassing Mozan around, and immediately walked away after the first contact without giving Mozan a chance to fight back.

Moissan's constant being pushed and attacked by the besieging guards. Time passed little by little, and Mo Sang obviously felt a little exhausted.

He felt that it would not be long before he would fall to the ground due to serious physical overdraft, and at this time his legs were trembling and it was a little difficult to even stand, but he forcibly supported himself without falling down with a will not to admit defeat.

The white-robed man saw Mo Sang's twin strands trembling, and he almost wanted to fall. Sensing that the time was ripe, he jumped high and struck Mo Ozan in the back with a swift reach. Mo Sang was instantly knocked to the ground by this force, and the belief that had supported him to stand was shattered.

Mo Sang left two lines of tears of grief, and silently thought in his heart: Am I Mo Shan destined to die here today? Father, mother, the child is not filial, and you can't do your filial piety to the second elder. Ling'er, we don't have a chance to see each other again. I hope that in the next life, I can be reincarnated as a martial artist and have the strength to protect my most beloved person!

Mo Sang raised the purple and green sword in his hand with the determination to die, he didn't want to commit suicide, but was ready to pull a few people on his back before he died.

The guards who rushed up quickly obviously didn't expect that Mo Sang still had the strength to struggle at this time, and a purple and cyan sword qi that couldn't react was split in half in an instant.

The white-robed man was furious when he saw that his men were killed in front of him in such an instant. He quickly pounced and kicked Mo Sang's hand holding the sword away, and the purple and green sword crossed a beautiful parabola and threw it at a thigh-thick bamboo in the distance, and the bamboo made a "stab" sound, and was cut out of a deep mark and firmly clamped the purple and green sword.

The white-robed man saw that he had succeeded in one blow, and the sword in Mo Sang's hand was no longer a threat, he laughed and walked to Mo Sang's side, grabbed his collar and said fiercely.

"You are the most stubborn scholar I have ever met! Although I sympathize with the wrongs you have suffered, I can only blame you for your bad life. Remember to be reincarnated in the next life!"

The white-robed man was fierce, and punched Mo Sang in the lower abdomen. Mo Sang screamed in pain, and his face turned extremely pale without a trace of blood.

Mo Sang knew that maybe the end was approaching and he would no longer struggle or debate, he just thought that all this was the last ordeal before death, and at this time he was no longer able to resist and only wanted to die.