In sharp contrast to the anxiety of Gaia and others, Yue Yao, who was at the forefront of the storm, was extremely calm and did not feel any panic because of the approaching danger.

Under the moonlit night, the intoxicating woman stood safely.

The long skirt flutters, and the black hair is as snow.

The tempting corners of the lips even brought an inexplicable curve at this moment.

Yue Yao's smile fell into the eyes of the King of Fighters, just like ridicule.

"Stupid girl, can you still laugh when she dies?"

"In a while, I will never have the chance to make you cry!"

Yue Yao's reaction even more angered the King of Fighters.

For a moment, Mo Gucheng's attack was fierce again, with a murderous intent raging everywhere.

"Bastard, stop!"

....

"Old Dog Mo, how dare you?"

....

Seeing that the King of Fighters' offensive was about to fall, Gaia and others heard the angry roars behind him again.

But, useless.

When the King of Fighters and the others decided to take action, it already means that today's battle will last forever.

"If you don't kill you, how can you promote my Yanxia martial arts power?"

"If you don't destroy you, how can I have my face in the Temple of War?"

The cold wind is blowing, and the energy is sweeping.

Mo Gucheng's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and above his face, there was no joy or sorrow, and only one murderous intent swept over him.

"It's over, little girl."

The cold voice, like the judgment of the god of death, resounded through the void.

However, just when the King of Fighters thought that the woman in front of him would be doomed.

Who would have thought that Yue Yao at the moment of life and death smiled brightly at her.

"Sorry, King of Fighters."

"This time, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

"Huh?" Yue Yao's words made the King of Fighters stunned.

However, before Mo Gucheng could have time to wonder, a cold wind suddenly swept across the void ahead.

Immediately afterwards, powerful energy gathered out from thousands of meters away.

In an instant, wind, sand and stones passed by.

The water vapor in the air condenses into ice in an instant.

Countless ice blades are like swords, covering the sky and the earth.

Then, these ice blades seemed to be controlled, piercing through the void and crossing the world. Wherever the sharp edge was, it was the King of Fighters.

Mo Gucheng was immediately shocked.

When feeling this power, Mo Gucheng felt a trembling feeling.

The opponent's strength is very strong!

At least, it is not weaker than yourself.

Under such circumstances, Mo Gucheng naturally did not dare to be arrogant, and he didn't care about killing Yue Yao.

The original fist that was rushing forward immediately turned and it collided fiercely with the overwhelming ice skate.

Wow~

It was like millions of glass shattered in the air.

In an instant, there was an ice rain falling from the world here.

The terrifying power also swept out from the point where the two met in the opposite direction.

After only a brief stalemate, the King of Fighters trembled and a mouthful of red spit out of his mouth.

With a muffled groan, Mo Gucheng flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

"The King of Fighters!"

When Tang Hao and the Sword Saint saw this, they were all shocked.

"Damn~"

"Who is it?"

"Do you bastards have any helpers?"

Tang Hao cursed with a dark face.

I thought to myself, is it over?

Now there are three major title-titled powerhouses. Could it be that they have not finished yet?

"Damn it."

"Then, how many secretly Tang Yun sent in?"

Tang Hao's face was gloomy and his tone was extremely heavy.

As for the Sword Saint, although he didn't speak, his expression was also very solemn.

He looked into the distance, but he was praying in his heart, hoping that this time he would not be the title master.

Otherwise, their Martial God Temple would probably be taken over at the door of their home this time.

You know, now three to three, plus Yue Yao's assistance, the Temple of the Martial God has fallen at a disadvantage.

If the opponent has another title-titled powerful man, there is no doubt that the Sword Saint and the other three will be defeated in an instant and have no chance of winning.

"Tang Hao, adapt to the situation later."

"If the situation is wrong, you can retreat at any time."

"There is no need to fight to the death."

The Sword Saint whispered.

The situation is getting worse and worse, and the Sword Saint has had to start thinking about the way out.

"Yes." Tang Hao nodded.

Just as the two talked, another gust of cold wind swept through the dark night.

The bone-bone chill was as strong as Tang Hao and the others, and they couldn't help feeling the chill.

Along with this cold wind, there was a blurred figure.

In the night wind, the man was wearing a long robe, and his flowing hair reflected the icy blue brilliance under the moonlight.

"Um?"

"This is?"

The moment she saw the long ice blue hair, Tang Hao and the Sword Saint frowned at the same time.

Until the man was separated, the Sword Saints and the others saw his face clearly.

Then, a loud laugh.

“Hahaha~”

"Old Su, it's you!"

"Sure ~"

"I'm scared to death."

"I thought it was the helper invited by this group of Dogecoins."

"So it's you~"

Tang Hao laughed loudly, then rushed over and hugged the man on the shoulder.

He looks so happy that he is like an old friend meeting.

After seeing this person, the sword saint's heart was relieved in an instant.

"Mu Qiu, long time no see."

"Where have you been there in the past years?"

"I don't know if I go to Yanshan to have a look."
To be continued...