As those undead ghost armies fell, the battle suddenly stopped, and the forces of the four sides on the battlefield also turned their eyes to Mo He, Gou Sundial, and Han Feng.

Noticing Mo He's gaze on him, Gou Yan seemed to understand what Mo He was thinking, and he also set his eyes on Mo He, with a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes, without concealing it at all.

Just as Mo He wants to leave Gou Yan behind, Gou Yan also wants to kill Mo He, the once small loose cultivation has now become a big problem, and there is still a deep potential in the future, so that Gou Yan can't wait to get rid of it now.

But at this time, Gou Yan obviously can't do it, and he can't even continue to stay here.

With a slight glance, Gou Yan saw that the four forces of the Dynasty had continued to surround this side, especially Ye Nian, who was in the imperial army, and his eyes were already firmly fixed on Gou Yuan's body.

Now the remnants of the Second Dynasty, the highest and most important one left in the scene is Gou Sundial, leaving Gou Sundial, then this battle can be fully successful.

A layer of blue light gradually lit up on Mo He's body, and the spiritual power in his body was already running, and the black jade bamboo staff in his hand was thrown out by him vigorously, and the target was directly aimed at Gou Sundial.

Seeing Mo He's decisive move, the purple-gold long sword in Gou Yan's hand flipped over, and between the swings of the sword, a sword qi met the flying black jade bamboo cane head-on, knocking it upside down and flying back, and at the same time, the long sword stabbed straight ahead, and a little edge converged at the tip of the sword, making people's hearts chill, stabbing towards Mo He.

Mo He stretched out his hand to grab the black jade bamboo cane that flew back upside down, and with a flick of his other hand, a drop of crystal clear Tianhe water flew out from Mo He's fingertips, hitting the tip of the sword head-on.

At this time, the imperial army below had already manipulated the surrounding iron-blooded evil qi and began to converge towards the surroundings, which was a sign of launching an iron-blooded battlefield.

A little cold light at the tip of the Gou Sundial sword collided with that drop of Tianhe water, and the sharp sword qi pierced the power of the stars in the Tianhe water, and continued to stab towards the Mo River.

With this blow, Gou Sundial's figure quickly retreated, turning into a purple-gold streamer, rolling up Wen Ruo below, and then shooting towards the sky.

The sword qi after piercing the Tianhe water was easily stopped by Mo He, seeing that Gou Yan wanted to leave, Mo He naturally couldn't let him get his wish, but before his body moved, the bladeless long sword in Han Feng's hand was gently raised, and a sharp sword qi attacked Mo He, obviously wanting to stop Mo He.

Blocked by this sword qi, Mo He's body could only retreat, but he did not give up blocking Gou Sundial.

The Xuanyuan gourd quickly appeared on the top of Mo He's head, and the mouth of the gourd emitted a suction, enveloping Gou Dial and Wen Ruo, who were about to leave the range of iron-blooded evil qi.

In an instant, a figure fell from the sky and was included in the Xuanyuan gourd by Mo He, but the purple-gold streamer had already left the scope of the iron-blooded evil qi.

At that moment, the surrounding iron-blooded evil qi condensed into a barrier, enveloping a large area of the surrounding area, and the land under his feet also turned into a piece of yellow sand.

The purple-gold streamer stayed in the air, revealing the figure of the Gou Sundial in it, through the barrier condensed by a layer of iron-blooded evil qi, he glanced deeply at Mohe, and then turned into a purple-gold streamer again and flew into the distance.

The sword that Han Feng swung just now was just blocking Mo He, and that sword qi was easily blocked by Mo He. But now, Mo He felt that the next sword that Han Feng was about to swing was not something that he could take lightly like just now.

However, this sword Han Feng did not swing out immediately, but condensed and said to Mo He: "Hand over the people!"

"Why?" Hearing Han Feng's words, Mo He held the Moyu bamboo cane tightly in his hand, the blue light on his body shone, and he said without flinching.

As soon as Mo He's words fell, the long sword in Han Feng's hand swung violently, and an extremely sharp sword qi attacked Mo He, that kind of sharp edge made Mo He feel that all the defenses around him were so fragile that he couldn't resist the sharpness of this sword at all.

A stream of water converged around Mo He, quickly turning into several thin water walls, and at the same time, Mu Yuan's spiritual treasure flew to the top of Mo He's head, and fell down one after another green qi, firmly wrapping Mo He.

That sword qi broke through the layers of water walls in front of Mo He, and was finally blocked by the green qi that Mu Yuan's spiritual treasure bead was falling, and it did not hurt Mo He.

Just as Mo He wanted to fight back, the surrounding rich iron-blooded evil qi wrapped Mo He and Han Feng in it at the same time, and then Ye Nian's voice sounded.

"Daoist Mo, and this monk of the Taiyi Sword Sect, this battle is over, please stop!"

Shrouded in iron-blooded aura, Mo He and Han Feng both chose to stop for a while, and then slowly landed on the ground.

The surrounding iron-blooded battlefield was quickly lifted, and the remnants of the army belonging to the Second Dynasty all became prisoners of the Imperial Army.

"Thank you Mo Daochang for your help this time, His Majesty the Emperor promised Mo Daochang that it will definitely be done in the future, and please rest assured. On the side of the imperial army, Ye Nian walked over to Mo He very enthusiastically and said, he walked directly to the middle of Mo He and Han Feng to separate the two, but ignored Han Feng.

Seeing Ye Nian's actions, a smile flashed in Mo He's eyes, this old general Ye was deliberately defending himself, and he didn't want to have any conflict with Han Feng of the Taiyi Sword Sect, so he came over to separate the two.

Ye Nian and Mo He talked for a while, looking at Han Feng standing there motionless, without the slightest intention of leaving, Ye Nian simply said to Mo He: "Daoist Mo, the army is about to return, Dao Commander might as well go together, it is best to return to the Divine Capital together and meet His Majesty the Human Emperor." ”

"Thank you General Ye for your kindness, but I won't go to Shendu, and it's not too far from Bingzhou to Qiongzhou, I have to go back to continue my cultivation, so I won't go with General Ye, the matter is over here, so I'll leave!" Hearing this, Mo He glanced at Han Feng, then nodded with a smile at Ye Nian, and after a salute, he turned into a blue light and flew up, heading towards Anzhou, where he was still waiting for him!

Mo He's figure flew into the sky, and when Han Feng saw this, he immediately followed, leaving only Ye Nian, who was standing there, shook his head slightly, and thought in his heart: "It's still too arrogant, but with such a skill, it's normal to have a little bit of energy, but unfortunately, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a loss!"

Mo He walked towards the border of Anzhou, of course, he knew that Han Feng was still following him, but Mo He didn't care.

Even if Han Feng's strength is stronger than Gou Yan, and he is still not an opponent now, this does not mean that he is afraid of him, and he can still protect himself if he really makes a move.

Han Feng didn't know what he was thinking, he followed behind Mo He, but he didn't step forward to stop Mo He halfway, so he followed unhurriedly until he came to the border of Anzhou, Mo He sensed a worry-free breath, and the moment he landed and stopped, Han Feng also stopped.

"Master!" Looking at Mo He falling from the sky, the original worry in Wu Wu's heart immediately disappeared, and he saluted Mo He.

Originally, I thought that Mohe would come over soon, but after waiting for a long time at the border of Anzhou, there was no trace of Mohe, and I couldn't help but be a little worried.

After saluting Mo He, Wu Wu couldn't help but set his eyes on Han Feng, who was following Mo He and falling not far from the two of them, and was wondering if this was Mo He's friend, and whether he needed to come forward to salute, when he heard the man speak.

"Give me people, what do you want, you can say!"

Hearing this, Mo He turned his gaze to Han Feng, and then spoke: "If you want someone, you can, but you have to ask my disciple." ”

Worry-free heard the conversation between the two, and had some doubts in his heart, so he saw Mo He take out a black gourd, open the mouth of the gourd and face down, and a person poured out of it.

And seeing this figure, Wuwu immediately understood what Mohe meant.

Wen Ruo came out of the Xuanyuan gourd, feeling that her brain was still a little dizzy, but with the spiritual power in her body, this feeling disappeared quickly, and then she slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the few people around her, especially when she saw Worry-free, Wen Ruo was obviously stunned for a moment.

"You...!" Wen Ruozhu's lips opened lightly, and a complex color appeared on a beautiful face, looking at the carefree face, it has become exactly the same as the face in his memory, but the temperament on his body is completely different.

The face in my memory always has a smile in front of me, but the face in front of me does not show the slightest expression on his face, and even looking at his gaze seems to be looking at an unrelated person.

Han Feng couldn't help frowning slightly now, looking at the scene in front of him, I am afraid that this disciple of Mohe has some grievances with Wen Ruo, and if he wants to take people away, it will take a lot of trouble.

Wu Wu looked at Wen Ruo in front of him, before he had those memories, this figure occasionally appeared in his mind, and he had seen it when he was in Yunzhou, and now he had seen those memories, and he felt both familiar and unfamiliar with the people in front of him.

"Give me the person, you can say what you want!" Han Feng spoke again, the same thing he said to Wuwu this time.

Glancing at Han Feng, he looked back at Mo He, and when he saw the look on Mo He's face, he took a deep breath, and under the gaze of several people, he raised his feet and walked towards Wen Ruo.

"You, remember!" Looking at the carefree who walked in front of him, the look on Wen Ruo's face gradually recovered, but there was still a complicated color in his eyes, and then he slowly spoke.

Wuwu nodded slightly, looking at Wen Ruo in front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a clean and bright smile, which made Wen Ruo stunned, as if he saw the figure who had been following him.

But just when she was stunned, her carefree palm was raised high.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the palm of Wuwu's hand slapped Wen Ruo fiercely, leaving a clear palm print on that beautiful face.

"Before he left, he wanted to see you and hug you, but I didn't want to do that!" The smile on Wuwu's face retracted, and he said in a cold voice.