Followed by a low roar.

Even more, I saw a beautiful figure rushing out in front of me, it was none other than——

Bright moon!

Seeing the bright moon rushing out as if ready to die, Guan Yu'e's eyes were even more shocked: "No!"

It's a pity that at this time, she is at the end of her strength and has no strength, so how can she stop her?

Mo Chao was disdainful: "An existence like an ant also wants to stop this emperor? What a fool."

A stupid sound.

The purple light sword was even more urgent. In just a moment, it carried boundless death energy and fell completely.

Boom!

The sword energy fell.

Explosive pressure.

The domineering purple sword light fell on Jiao Yue's body in an instant. Faced with the aura of the domineering purple sword, Jiao Yue could not resist it. It only took a moment, her face turned red and she had a mouthful of blood.

Spilled out suddenly!

The long sword in his hand was completely gone.

The bright moon retreats.

In Mo Chao's eyes, a cold light condensed: "Death!"

A low growl started.

Mo Chao no longer hesitated, the purple light sword in his hand rose, and in an instant, it stabbed towards the bright moon in front of him.

Long sword pendant.

The scene was filled with murderous intent.

Poof!

But in an instant, the purple light sword pierced through the bright moon's body.

"No!"

Seeing the shocking scene in front of her, Guan Yu'e immediately cried out in grief, spitting out another large mouthful of blood. Her breath of life became weaker and weaker, but it was a pity that she was allowed to feel heartbroken.

How could Mo Chao stop?

He snorted coldly.

The moment he turned the long sword in his hand, he saw a purple sword light rising up above the purple sword.

As the purple sword light soared into the sky.

Jiaoyue's body was shattered in response.

on site!

There was only blood foam floating all over the sky.

Blood foamed.

Powerful.

Everyone felt that their souls were trembling and restless.

When Jiao Yue died, the beautiful woman shed tears. Although Guan Yu'e claimed to be the Lord of Jiao Yue, the two had a deep relationship along the way. Now that Jiao Yue was killed, how could Guan Yu'e not be angry?

Regardless of his own injuries, he summoned up all his energy and said, "Old Mo Chao, if you kill my maid, I won't be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart if I don't kill you."

Guan Yu'e was holding the bamboo stick, and the light disappeared for a moment, making the scene more powerful. However, at this time, Guan Yu'e's originally extremely fragile vitality continued to dissipate.

About to perish.

Guan Lao was even more anxious and prayed again: "Master, hurry up, and hurry up, even if it means death, as long as I can see Qingxuan Sword return, then everything will not matter."

When Mr. Guan thought this, a layer of expectation arose in his heart. If he could see him once, then——

It’s okay to die!

Just when Mr. Guan was thinking this, Mo Chao from the front said disdainfully: "It's just an ant counterattack."

The long purple sword, without any extra moves, just came straight towards Guan Yu'e to stab her, as if she was going to kill her with one strike.

Facing the pressure of the Purple Sword.

On Guan Yu'e's face, there was only the will to die. She turned around and glanced at Ling Tian who was in the smoke in front of her, and said with expectation: "Sir, Guan Yu'e can only buy you a moment of opportunity."

"Can the Qingxuan Sword be released?"

"It's up to you."

Guan Yu'e's desire to die appeared, and the smoke trembled fiercely in front of her. Instead, there was a solid air wave that spread out in the blink of an eye. As the air wave spread for a moment, a green sword glowed.

Break the smoke and soar into the sky!

The sword glowed.

The sky moves!
Chapter completed!