Chapter Ninety-Seven: Inexplicable
Zilan's gaze fell on the fiery red spear in Mo's hand, as if he understood the reason for his previous irritability.
"Broken army, but dead?"
Zilan's voice was soft, but it was just enough for Mo to hear clearly.
"Yes. ”
Mo raised his head and calmly met Zilan's gaze.
"He's very good and he's very dedicated. ”
Zilan didn't know much about Pojun, even though Pojun had been her personal guard for hundreds of years.
Mo nodded and said in a deep voice: "He's very good, so I can only kill him." ”
Zilan looked at Po Jun and said: "Kill and kill, as long as you don't come to Yunkong, the death of Po Jun can actually be ignored." ”
Hearing this, he bent down to pick up the girl, and found a low hill to put down.
The girl looked at Mo and said with a worried face: "Mo, don't fight, run away, the Buddha's heart trembles so much, we will be discovered." ”
Mo brushed the broken hair between the girl's sideburns behind her ears, and then untied the Buddha heart around her waist and handed it to the girl.
"Don't worry, I don't have to fight her. ”
"Mo, you have to be careful!"
"Hmm. ”
Mo turned around and walked slowly towards Zilan.
Zilan's hands were sealed, and a vast sword intent burst out from her body, and the Zhuxian Sword escaped from the void, drawing a cyan lightning bolt in the clear sky.
The Zhuxian Sword flew in front of Zilan and stopped, the tip of the sword pointed at the sky, and the fierce sword intent seemed to be able to pierce the heavens and the earth.
Zilan held the hilt of Zhu Xian's sword, and the whole person disappeared from the spot, like a gust of wind, blowing towards the desert.
Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his left hand gently turned the invisible hilt of the Demon Heart.
He took a step back, and the demon heart raised his head, a pale cyan sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and the sound of gold and iron colliding then sounded.
Mo took a step forward, and the demon heart drew a long trajectory from the bottom up, and the sword qi grazed Zilan's cheeks, cutting off several of her hairs.
There were cyan sword lights flashing in mid-air, and Mo was like a rootless duckweed, his body swaying in the wind and waving his demon heart, drawing brilliant sword flowers in the air.
No matter how brilliant Zilan Zhuxian's sword intent was, it couldn't touch the desert, and everything dissipated within a zhang of his body.
The sword light faded, and Zilan appeared in a place ten zhang away, her hair was a little messy, and there were several small cuts on her robe.
"Er's sword is invisible, the first attack should be more advantageous, why hold on?"
Mo first stood still, moved the sword in his left hand to his right hand, and then moved the fingers of his left hand.
His fingers are dexterous, and the swing of his five fingers is like two fluttering butterflies.
"The swordsman, hide the weapon in his body, and wait for the time to move. ”
Zilan said: "Yier's swordsmanship, if it is in the heavenly court, should be the sword god. ”
Mo looked at Zilan calmly and said, "If you don't come out of the Immortal Sword Formation, then please let us go." ”
"You're going to ruin the sky. ”
Mo shook his head, "Don't force her, she should do what she wants." ”
"She's just a child, and she can't figure out a lot of things, and the poor way won't hurt her. ”
"I hope she will always be a child and can live carefree, and Zhang Da is sometimes not a good thing. ”
Mo recalled the thousands of years spent with Lian, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved a little.
"Only a demon would say such a thing. ”
"Huh. ”
Mo heard Zilan's words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching lightly twice.
Zilan frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing. ”
Mo looked at Zilan and said calmly: "I'm going to take Lian away, the back is empty, the four swords of Zhuxian are in your hands, whether to kill us or not, you decide for yourself." ”
Mo didn't care about Zilan anymore, and walked towards the hill where the girl was sitting, his steps much lighter than when he went.
When the girl saw Mo, her eyes narrowed into a line, and she ran happily and rushed into Mo's arms.
Mo picked up the girl, sat her on his shoulder, and walked off into the distance.
Zilan looked at the backs of the two leaving, and the hand holding the sword trembled twice, but in the end he still didn't make a move.
The girl hugged Mo's neck, covered her mouth and let out a "giggle" laugh, and she didn't know what happy thing she remembered.
"The time has not yet come, the clouds are empty, and we will see you again one day. ”
The Zhuxian Sword flew away from Zilan's hand, like a green dragon, diving into the clouds and never leaving a trace.
In front of Zilan, the remaining six of the Big Dipper Monarchs appeared together, and their faces were a little heavy because of the death of the broken army.
Zilan ordered everyone: "Withdraw the army and return to Heaven." ”
"Your Highness, in the battle of the demon war, although the broken army is dead, but the vitality of my army is not damaged, why do you want to withdraw the army?"
Everyone was puzzled.
"Everything has yin and yang, and in a place where you and I can't see, this battle has already been lost, and there is no point in fighting any further. ”
Zilan said all he could say and turned to leave.
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In another place, Yang Jian fought the five demons alone and did not fall behind, completely pressing Sun Wukong and them to fight again.
Abu was already soaking wet, and he concentrated all his mental power on Yang Jian's body, but it had almost no effect on Yang Jian.
Sun Wukong rushed forward again and again with a golden hoop stick, and within a moment, he was blown away by Yang Jian's shot.
Although the Bull Demon King was on par with Yang Jian in terms of strength, he couldn't block Yang Jian's gun intent, and from time to time there would be an extra deep or shallow wound on his body.
Liu'er pressed his palm to the ground, the earth cracked, and countless wooden vines drilled out of the cracks in the ground to form a wooden prison to trap Yang Jian in the center, and then Liu'er's fingertips ignited a flame, flew to the wooden vine, and gave birth to a pillar of fire that soared to the sky.
Yang Jian snorted coldly from the flames, and then the wooden vines were shattered, and the flames were cut in half by Yang Jian from the middle.
Yang Jian jumped out of the fire and stabbed Liu'er with a shot, Liu'er raised his hand, and a wall of ice was raised in front of him.
Yang Jian sneered, and the three-pointed two-winged spear pierced the ice wall, and the tip of the spear pierced deep into Liu'er's shoulder.
More than a dozen water droplets jumped out of Li Tianguo's fingertips, turning into more than a dozen transparent thin needles and shooting at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian drew his gun, and with a backhand shot, he smashed all the silver needles and scattered them into a cloud of mist.
The heavy water backlashed, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Li Tingguo's mouth.
"How can you fight this, this Yang Jian is a monster!"
Li Tingguo was furious, and the blood stained his lips, making him look even more charming.
Yang Jian pointed a gun at Li Tianguo, and said in a cold voice: "I, Yang Jian, don't want to kill women, you leave quickly, I will spare your life." ”
"Huh. ”
Li Tingguo's cheeks twitched, and his eyes stared at Yang Jian viciously.
"Woman, you say woman again!"