"Humph!" Yun Ciyue's face turned cold, she withdrew the folding fan between the electric lights and flints, and formed a fist with her right hand.

A straight punch carried a chilling chill and greeted Mo Lao.

However, his punch seemed to have increased its strength, and it was just a false move.

He kicked out, and then his whole body was like a roc soaring, bringing up a fallen leaf, and after landing on the tree, he turned over and went down, fighting with Mo Lao Lightning for seven or eight moves.

In the dim forest, the two figures flickered at the same time, and Yun Ciyue turned around again, drawing a graceful arc obliquely, and lifted into the air with the help of force, slapping Mo Lao's back with one palm.

While the two were fighting.

Yun Lingyun's body flickered, stopped Xiao Mingyi, and fought fiercely.

Yun Ciyue caught a glimpse of Xiao Mingyi being stopped by Yun Lingyun, and her palm was stopped by Mo Lao, and she was not in love with war.

A jack pendant fell quickly, and his left foot infused with internal breath kicked at Mo Lao, who spun around and punched him.

Mo Lao's left fist met with Yun Ciyue's right foot, and he let out a loud roar, and his inner breath rushed, knocking Yun Ciyue away.

Yun Ciyue counted the points on her toes and barely stabilized herself.

He snorted, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a hint of bright red.

Mo Lao's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, his body moved, and he attacked Yun Ciyue's heart.

Yun Ciyue leaned back, and Mo Lao's palm wind twitched from above his cheeks.

Then, his eyes narrowed, his feet were like lightning, and he kicked at Mo Lao's right ankle.

Through the battle, he could see that this old man with strange and profound martial arts had injuries to his right hand and right foot.

Mo Lao's eyes sank, his left hand was withdrawn, his five fingers were hooked, and he grabbed Yun Ciyue's neck fiercely.

Yun Ciyue didn't dodge or dodge, and pointed like a knife, stabbing hard, targeting Mo Lao's throat.

Mo Lao quickly changed his moves, turned his claws into fists, and hit Yun Ciyue's heart.

Yun Ciyue's eyes froze, and then she bent her fingers like a bird's beak and pecked at his temple.

The two masters of the world actually fought hand-to-hand with each other, and their moves were ruthless, with a thousand injured enemies and eight hundred self-damage, either dead or disabled.

Mo Lao changed color slightly, he suddenly clasped Yun Ciyue's two fingers, pushed hard with his left hand, and his body turned back with force.

His left foot slammed into the tree, and he shot at Yun Xiyue again as fast as lightning.

He slapped it out, and halfway through the palm, he suddenly changed his slap to a grab, and slashed at Yun Ciyue's throat.

Yun Ciyue raised the folding fan in his hand to block his left hand.

At the same time, another lightning bolt struck, smashing directly into the back of Mo Lao's head.

Mo Lao tilted his head, avoided Yun Ciyue's move, and kicked three times with his left foot, targeting Yun Ciyue's dantian, Tiantu, and the three deadly points in the middle pole.

These three major acupoints, as long as there is one stroke, Yun Ciyue will either die or be disabled, and the whole body will be lost and cannot be recovered.

Yun Ciyue's pupils shrank, her body leaned back sharply, she folded her fan to protect the big hole on her chest, and kicked Mo Lao's right ankle.

Mo Lao withdrew his foot and blocked Yun Ciyue's foot.

Yun Ciyue's eyes were ruthless, not only did she not avoid it, but the strength on her feet was heavier, and she had a hard time with Mo Lao.

Mo Lao's expression changed, he shook his hands, grabbed Yun Ciyue's ankles, and threw him away.

Yun Ciyue rolled twice in the air, and as soon as she landed, she bullied Mo Lao again, and her knees slammed into his abdomen.

Mo Lao scolded sharply, poured his left hand into his inner breath, and slapped it on his knee.

"Click......" The crisp sound of bone dislocation was heard.

Yun Ciyue's face suddenly turned pale.

In the next second, Mo Lao's infusion palm slapped at him again.

In a hurry, Yun Ciyue only had time to protect her hands on her chest, mobilize all her internal breath, and shake it out.

Mo Lao was caught off guard and was shocked by Yun Ciyue.

But after all, he had a deep inner breath, and he reacted extremely quickly to flip in the air, and then turned over several times in a row to lose his strength.

Rao was like this, and after he landed and stood firmly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Yun Ciyue's condition is much worse than him, and he is desperate to fight for his life.

The shock caused by the exhaustion of all his internal breath made his body involuntarily retreat, his arms outstretched, and one foot pointed to the ground, drawing a deep ravine.

Eventually, he staggered and leaned against a tree to stand firm, his face pale, and the corners of his mouth were dripping blood.

Mo Lao stared closely at Yun Ciyue, who was leaning against the tree, gasping rapidly, with a face full of disbelief: "Who are you?" ”

Yun Ciyue is so beautiful that she looks like a saint.

More than 20 years ago, the saint left the clan and has not been heard from since.

But the adults came out quietly to look for it, but found no trace of the saint.

Moreover, the holy woman destroyed her bloodline technique, and she was either dead or disabled.

The Moon Birch Palace has a history of hundreds of years, and the current palace master's wife is the adopted daughter of the previous palace master, who has been raised in the Moon Birch Palace since she was a child, and it is impossible to be a saint.

It should, just a coincidence.

"Ahem...... cough cough" Yun Ciyue covered her lips with her hands, and blood kept sliding between her fingers.

Yun Lingyun forced Xiao Mingyi back with one palm, flashed to Yun Ciyue's side, and supported him worriedly: "Fifth brother, ......"

Yun Ciyue raised her eyes and looked at Mo Lao, and said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Mo Lao snorted coldly: "Who the old man is, you are not qualified to know." ”

Xiao Mingyi glanced at Yun Lingyan and Yun Lingshao not far from him, helped Mo Lao, and gave Mo Lao a look.

Mo Lao understood, and his eyes flashed with poison.

He suddenly dodged and grabbed Yun Lingyan and Yun Lingshao, and flew towards the forest quickly.

Xiao Mingyi smiled coldly and followed closely.

"Second brother! Fourth brother! Yun Lingyun just wanted to chase after him, but he was surprised to find that the weight on his hand had increased.

Yun Ciyue's eyes were closed tightly and she fell into a coma.

"Fifth brother!" Yun Lingyun stabilized Yun Ciyue, glanced at Xiao Mingyi, who had disappeared, and gritted his teeth.

Bent down and hugged Yun Ciyue horizontally, and quickly walked towards the direction of the Moon Birch Palace.

What is the origin of the old man in black who is with Xiao Mingyi?

The martial arts are strange and strong, and he dares to kidnap the son of the palace master of the Moon Birch Palace.

What is the force behind him?

On the other side, Mo Lao grabbed Yun Lingyan and Yun Lingshao and looked at Xiao Mingyi: "Young Master, are these two people sent to the Forbidden Clan?" ”

Xiao Mingyi's face was gloomy, and he shook his head: "Don't use it for the time being, I'll keep them for a while, so let's be with Qingling Lao Dao and that little beggar." ”

Mo Lao nodded and looked at Xiao Mingyi suspiciously: "Who is that little beggar?" Why did the young master arrest him? ”

"I don't know, but I can be taken by Qingling Lao Dao by my side, Yun Lingxi also attaches great importance to him, if he stays in his hands, it should be of some use, if it's really useless, just kill it."

The wind blew, bringing a chill of cold.

In the early morning of this day, Yun Lingxi hugged Mo Yechen and lay on the bed.

Mo Yechen's cheeks were dyed with a faint pink, her eyes were rippling, and her thin lips were glowing with a peach-like sheen.

He lazily leaned into Yun Lingxi's arms, closing his eyes slightly.

The neck is white and slender, and there are dots of red plums all over.

"The princess?" Outside the door, the voice of Green Whisper came.

"What?" Yun Lingxi pulled the quilt, covered the person in his arms, and spoke lightly.

Hearing Yun Lingxi's words, Lu Yu gently pushed open the door and walked in: "Princess Shizi, someone from Yuehua Palace is here." ”