As the undead army fell, the battle suddenly stopped, and all forces on the battlefield turned their attention to Mo He, Gou Di, and Han Feng.
Noticing the way Mo He looked at him, Gou Diu seemed to understand what Mo He was thinking, and he also cast his gaze on Mo He, with a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes, which he did not hide at all.
Just as Mo He wants to keep Gou Die, Gou Die also wants to kill Mo He. The once insignificant casual cultivator has now become a serious problem, and there is still great potential in the future. Its divide and then fast.
But at this moment, Gou Dial obviously couldn't do it, and couldn't even stay here any longer.
Glancing slightly, Gou Di saw that the four forces of the Dynasty had continued to surround him, especially Ye Nian, who was in the army of the Dynasty, had already fixed his eyes on Gou Di.
Now the remnants of the Second Dynasty, the highest status and the most important one left on the scene is Gou Di, and if Gou Di is left behind, then this battle will be able to do its best.
A layer of blue light gradually lit up on Mo He's body, and the spiritual power in his body was already in operation. He threw the black jade bamboo stick in his hand, aiming at Gougui.
Seeing Mo He's decisive move, the purple-gold long sword in Gou Di's hand turned over, and as the blade swung, a stream of sword energy met the flying Mo Yuzhu staff head-on, hitting it backwards and flying back, and at the same time the long sword With a straight stab, a point of sharpness converges at the tip of the sword, making one's heart chill, and stabs towards Mo He.
Mo He stretched out his hand to grab the Mo Yuzhu staff that was flying back upside down, and flicked his other hand, a drop of crystal clear Tianhe water flew out from Mo He's fingertips, hitting the sharp edge of the sword head-on.
At this time, the imperial army below had already manipulated the iron-blooded aura around them and began to gather around them. This was a sign that the iron-blooded battlefield was about to be launched.
A little bit of cold light from the tip of the Goudiao sword collided with the drop of Tianhe water, and the sharp sword energy pierced the power of stars in the Tianhe water, and continued to stab Mohe.
But with this blow, Gou Di's figure quickly retreated, turning into a purple-gold streamer, rolling up Wen Ruo below, and then shooting towards the sky.
After piercing the Tianhe water, the sword energy was easily stopped by Mo He. Seeing that Gou Di wanted to leave, Mo He naturally couldn't let him do so, but before his body moved, the bladeless spear in Han Feng's hand But the sword was raised slightly, and a sharp sword energy came towards Mo He, obviously trying to stop Mo He.
Blocked by the sword energy, Mo He could only retreat, but he did not give up blocking Gou Di.
The Xuanyuan gourd quickly appeared above Mo He's head, and a suction force emanated from the mouth of the gourd, covering Gou Di and Wen Ruo who were about to leave the range of the iron-blooded evil spirit.
In the blink of an eye, a figure fell from the sky and was collected by Mo He into the Xuanyuan Gourd, but the purple-golden streamer had already left the envelope of the iron-blooded evil spirit.
At that moment, the iron-blooded evil spirit around him condensed into a layer of barriers, covering a large area around him, and the land under his feet turned into a piece of yellow sand.
The purple-golden streamer stayed in the air, revealing the figure of Gou Diu, who looked at Mo He deeply through the barrier formed by a layer of iron-blooded evil spirit, and then turned into a purple-golden streamer again and flew towards the distance. go.
The sword that Han Feng swung just now was just to block Mo He, and that sword energy 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 could be taken lightly like before.
However, Han Feng didn't swing this sword immediately, but kept silent, and said to Mo He, "Hand me over!"
"Why?" Hearing Han Feng's words, Mo He held the ink jade bamboo staff tightly in his hand, his body was shining with blue light, and he said without giving in.
As soon as Mo He's words fell, Han Feng swung the long sword fiercely in his hand, and an incomparably sharp sword energy struck towards Mo He. The sharpness of that sharpness made Mo He feel that all the defenses around him were so fragile. Can't resist the sharpness of this sword at all.
A stream of water converged around Mo He, and quickly turned into several thin walls of water. At the same time, the Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb flew to the top of Mo He's head, and streams of green energy fell down, wrapping Mo He tightly.
The sword energy broke through layers of water walls in front of Mo He, and was finally stopped by the green energy falling from the Mu Yuan Lingmiao Orb, which did not hurt Mo He.
Just when Mo He was about to fight back, the strong iron blood surrounding Mo He and Han Feng were enveloped in it at the same time, and then Ye Nian's voice sounded.
"Master Mo, and this monk of Taiyi Sword Sect, this battle is over, please stop!"
Under the shroud of iron and blood evil spirit, both Mo He and Han Feng chose to temporarily stop, and then slowly landed on the ground.
The surrounding iron-blooded battlefields were quickly lifted, and the remnant army belonging to the second dynasty also became prisoners of the imperial army.
"Thank you, Daoist Mo, for your help this time. His Majesty the Emperor promised to do what Daoist Mo said, and he will definitely do it in the future. Please rest assured, Daoist Mo." Ye Nian walked over to Mo He enthusiastically. Said, he walked directly between Mo He and Han Feng to separate them, but ignored Han Feng.
Seeing Ye Nian's actions, a smile flashed in Mo He's eyes. This old general Ye wanted to protect himself and didn't want to cause any conflict between himself and Han Feng of Taiyi Sword Sect, so he came here to separate the two.
Ye Nian chatted with Mo He for a while, seeing Han Feng standing there motionless, with no intention of leaving, Ye Nian simply said to Mo He: "Mo Daochang, the army is about to return, how about Daochang?" Let's go together, it is best to return to the capital of God together and meet His Majesty the Emperor."
"Thank you General Ye for your kindness, but I won't go to Shendu, Bingzhou is not too far from Qiongzhou, I have to go back to continue practicing, so I won't go with General Ye, the matter here is over, so I will leave! Hearing this, Mo He glanced at Han Feng, then nodded to Ye Nian with a smile, and after saluting, turned into a blue light and flew towards Anzhou, where Wuyou was still waiting for him Woolen cloth!
Mo He flew into the sky, Han Feng immediately followed after seeing this, leaving only Ye Nian who was standing there shaking his head slightly, thinking in his heart: "It's still too aggressive, but with such ability, there are It's normal to be a little angry, but unfortunately, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a bit!"
Mo He was heading towards the Anzhou border, of course he knew that Han Feng was still following him, but Mo He didn't care.
Even if Han Feng was stronger than Gou Di, he was still no match for him, but it didn't mean that he was afraid of him. If he really took action, he could still protect himself.
Han Feng didn't know why he followed Mo He, but he didn't step forward to stop Mo He halfway. He just followed in such a leisurely way until he reached the border of Anzhou. Mo He felt worry-free Breath, the moment it landed and stopped, Han Feng also stopped.
"Master!" Looking at Mo He falling from the sky, Wuyou's original worry disappeared immediately, and he saluted Mo He.
Originally, Wuyou thought that Mo He would come over soon, but after waiting for a long time at the border of Anzhou, Mo He was nowhere to be seen, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried, but now seeing Mo He appearing safe and sound, he felt relieved.
After saluting to Mo He, Wuyou couldn't help casting his eyes on Han Feng who was following behind Mo He and landed on Han Feng not far from the two of them. He was wondering if this is Mo He's friend. He didn't need to go forward to salute, but he heard the man speak.
"Give me the person, you can say what you want!"
Hearing this, Mo He turned his gaze to Han Feng, and then said, "It's fine to ask for someone, but you have to ask my disciples."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Wuyou felt a little puzzled, and saw Mo He took out a black gourd, opened the mouth of the gourd downwards, and unexpectedly poured out a person from it.
Seeing this figure, Wuyou immediately understood what Mo He meant.
Wen Ruo came out of the Xuanyuan gourd, feeling a little dizzy in her head, but this feeling disappeared soon after running the spiritual power in her body, and then she slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the people around her. Several people, especially when they saw Wuyou, Wen Ruo was obviously taken aback.
"You...!" Wen Ruo's vermilion lips parted lightly, a complex look appeared on her beautiful face, the face she looked at Wuyou had become exactly the same as the face in her memory, only the The temperament is completely different.
The face in my memory always has a smile in front of me, but the face in front of me has no expression on it, even looking at me, it seems to be looking at an unrelated person.
Han Feng couldn't help but frowned slightly now. Looking at the scene in front of him, he might have some kind of grievance between this disciple of Mo He and Wen Ruo. If he wanted to take him away, he would have to go through a lot of trouble.
Wuyou looked at Wen Ruo in front of him. Before he had those memories, this figure occasionally appeared in his mind. He had seen it before in Yunzhou, and now he has seen those memories. The person in front of him felt both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Give me the person, you can say whatever you want!" Han Feng said the same thing again, but this time he said it to Wuyou.
Glancing at Han Feng, he looked back at Mo He. Seeing the look on Mo He's face, Wuyou took a deep breath, and walked towards Wen Ruo under the eyes of several people.
"You, I remember!" Seeing Wuyou walking in front of him, Wen Ruo's expression gradually recovered, but there was still a hint of complexity in his eyes, and then he spoke slowly.
Wuyou nodded slightly, looked at Wen Ruo in front of him, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a clean and bright smile, Wen Ruo couldn't help being taken aback, as if he saw the figure who had been by his side all the time.
But just as she was in a daze, Wuyou's palm was raised high.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, Wuyou slapped Wenruo hard with the palm of his hand, leaving a clear palm print on that beautiful face.
"Before he left, he still wanted to see you and give you a hug, but I don't want to do that!" The smile on Wuyou's face faded, and he said in a cold voice.