Although Baiyue was surprised that Minghong had such a high level of magic power, his expression remained unchanged and he looked at Minghong with a smile. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Minghong was, she was no match for him. Now he didn't take Minghong seriously at all.
Baiyue was very interested in Minghong's deep murderous intent. He didn't know why Minghong seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred for him and wanted to kill him when they first met.
"Jin Yuan, I came here this time hoping to create a whole new world with you. I admire your talent and knowledge very much, and I hope you won't let me down." Bai Yue crossed his fingers, flew backwards to avoid Minghong's fatal move, and said with a smile.
Minghong closed her eyes tightly, listened to the sound and identified the position, turning a deaf ear to what Baiyue said. Every move she made was a killing move, aimed at taking Baiyue's life.
However, Baiyue has not yet used his full strength to deal with Minghong. Once Baiyue gets serious, I am afraid Minghong will not be as relaxed as she is now.
The other Moon Worshipers who were injured by Minghong also knew that they were no match for Minghong. Although they didn't understand why Minghong didn't kill them, they decided to retreat and leave the matter to the Moon Worshiper.
Baiyue looked at Minghong's resolute face and calculated in his heart that Minghong's silk poison had been cured and his parents had left the Zhuangyuan Mansion. It seemed that he really wanted to kill himself.
"Isn't it said that Jin Yuan is a refined gentleman? Why do you want to take my life when we just met?"
Minghong sneered without saying anything, tightly gripping the sword in his hands. In his heart, he was thinking that Caiyi should take Tang Yu and the others away from here and rush to Shushan, so he should get serious now.
"What should I do? I can't seem to kill you?" Minghong opened her eyes, looked at Baiyue, and said softly with a cold light in her eyes. It seemed like she was talking to Baiyue, but also like Minghong was mumbling to herself.
Baiyue heard Minghong's words, smiled and said: "In this case, Jinyuan, why bother—"
Before Baiyue could finish his words, Minghong's aura suddenly increased. He closed his eyes and rushed towards Baiyue with a sword in hand.
"But I still want to kill you!" Like a roar from the depths of the underworld, boundless rage burned the world, and the wind and clouds changed color.
Bai Yue's calm face couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. He frowned and looked at Ming Hong. He flew forward to see what was wrong with Ming Hong and why she had become so powerful all of a sudden. You know, not long ago, Ming Hong was poisoned by the silk-binding poison and was dying. Now she has become so powerful, there must be something strange.
The sword slashed horizontally, stabbed diagonally, raised upwards, and hooked furiously, each move was aimed at Baiyue's fatal points, more fiercely than before. Minghong didn't care about his own life at all now, and his face was engraved with the words that even if he died, he would drag Baiyue to be buried with him.
Baiyue opened his hands, intending to trap Baiyue invisibly, but Minghong was not an easy person to deal with. Although Minghong's current magic power was not as good as Baiyue's, the killing intent in Minghong was amazing. In addition, Minghong had experienced several life and death situations before, and now he was willing to risk his life to kill Baiyue, so his killing move was even more powerful.
Although Baiyue appeared calm on the surface, he was secretly alert in his heart. He had already made up his mind that he must capture Minghong, otherwise there would be endless troubles in the future.
Minghong closed his eyes and swung his sword to kill Baiyue. There was a look of determination on his face, as if he was determined to fight to the death. Blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, but he continued to move. Every move he made was quick and decisive. Even though he was injured, he still kept going towards Baiyue.
Baiyue looked at the injuries on Minghong's body, shook his head and said, "Jinyuan, just stop! Why do you have to do this?" Baiyue liked Liu Jinyuan very much from the bottom of his heart, and hoped that Liu Jinyuan could agree with his ideas, and destroy the whole world with him and create a new world.
A smile appeared on Minghong's lips. He touched the blood stain at the corner of his mouth and prepared to fly away.
Although Baiyue hoped Minghong would stop, it did not mean that he would let Minghong go. He came here just to take Minghong away.
"Jin Yuan, now that you have stopped, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why not sit down and have a good talk?" Bai Yue's words were indifferent, just like an old friend persuading Minghong to stay, but Minghong could feel the power in his words, and his heart suddenly jumped.
Minghong looked back at Baiyue with his eyes narrowed. He couldn't kill Baiyue now, but even so he had to make Baiyue bleed.
Minghong was thinking, but Baiyue had already waved his left hand towards Minghong, ready to control Minghong. But Minghong seemed to teleport in an instant and disappeared directly in this world.
"Huh?" Baiyue was still wondering why Minghong disappeared. After thinking about it carefully, he felt murderous intent behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw the playful smile on Minghong's lips and his tightly closed eyes.
Baiyue directly slapped Minghong, but Minghong met the palm and stabbed Baiyue in the chest with a sword.
"You—" The smile on Baiyue's lips slowly solidified, and he slapped the shadow with his palm, and everything turned into nothing. Only the sword in Minghong's hand was still stabbing towards Baiyue's chest. As soon as the tip of the sword penetrated the chest a little, a trace of blood appeared, and then it stopped in the air, refusing to move forward any further.
Baiyue glanced at the long sword on his chest, and the blood slowly disappeared. The smile on Baiyue's face became more obvious, but his deep eyes exuded a chill that was chilling.
With a "bang", the long sword was shattered, turned into powder, and dissipated into heaven and earth.
"Shushan?" Baiyue smiled and chased in the direction of Shushan.
Ming Hong rode the clouds and mist at an incredible speed, heading towards Shushan. Ming Hong had no ability to perform the Three Thousand Transformations Technique, and the move just now was just a forced one. If he really had the power of the Six-Eared Macaque, he would have fought Baiyue to the death. But he couldn't beat Baiyue at all now. Some of the spells in "Journey to the West" were either not cultivated enough or restricted, so they couldn't be used at all.
Minghong touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and did not look back. No matter what, he had to go to the Demon Locking Tower to save Lin Yueru.
"What? Are you in a hurry to save people?" A voice quietly appeared in Minghong's ears.
To Ming Hong, this voice sounded like a call from the underworld. All the hairs on Ming Hong's body stood up, and he suddenly stopped breathing. At this moment, he felt like he was on the verge of life and death, and his heartbeat also stopped.
The feeling of the sharp sword piercing his heart came back again, as if the next moment he would face the same ending as what appeared in the light curtain.
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