"Hold it!" True Monarch Black Feather exclaimed. wWW,QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO,cOM
The Phoenix retreated steadily, and in a blink of an eye, the Poison Master was embarrassed on all sides.
It's a mess.
"Bastard, bastard!" The poison master said anxiously.
On the other side, Yan Chuan and his party showed satisfaction.
"Meow, these bad guys are going to die!" Meow said with excitement.
When everyone looked at the tragedy of the opposing Poison Master with comfort.
"Om!"
Yan Chuan's expression suddenly changed.
"Be careful!" Yan Chuan called out suddenly.
"boom!"
Qinglong struck out with a palm, and collided with the sudden palm.
"boom!"
The gust of wind whipped up and separated with one palm. Two figures in purple robes appeared in front of Yan Chuan and his party.
"Zi Wen, Zi Chuan?" Mo Yuxi's expression changed.
"I have seen Saint Yuxi!" The two shouted to Mo Yuxi, but there was no respect in their voices.
"What are you doing here? What do you want to do?" Mo Yuxi scolded.
"Saint, this is the order of Gu Yue Shengzi, today, we must keep Yan Chuan!" Zi Wen said coldly.
"Who dare you!" Mo Yuxi shouted coldly.
"Saint, we know that you are just in the Void Realm, and our two brothers have been in the Void Realm for many years. You are not our opponent. Please let us go. If it hurts you, it won't be good!" Zi Chuan said coldly.
"Hurt me? Do you dare to attack me?" Mo Yuxi said coldly.
"Sorry, we are the servants of the Son, and we only listen to the orders of the Son. If the saint does her own way, we can't be blamed!" Zichuan said coldly.
"Dare you!" Mo Yuxi shouted coldly, while grabbing a folding fan in his hand.
"Offended!" Zichuan swiped the long sword in his hand.
"Qinglong, stop with me, the others will be dispatched by Yan Chuan!" Mo Yuxi screamed and rushed up.
"boom!"
When the folding fan and the long sword collided, a large amount of earth and rocks suddenly burst out.
Qinglong also rushed forward, blocking Ziwen.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The four virtual realms are fighting.
For a time, the fighting in the derivative world was chaotic, with strong winds everywhere, flying sand and rocks, and dragons and phoenix colliding.
"Meow!" Meow hid in Yan Chuan's arms in horror.
Bailong, Suzaku, and Xuanwu guard Yanchuan.
Yan Chuan looked at him coldly, with a flash of worry in his eyes.
"Gu Yue? Humph!" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Saint, you are not my opponent, let go!" Zichuan shouted.
"Humph!"
Mo Yuxi naturally didn't want to let go, and the folding fan in his hand stretched out. Suddenly, a golden light appeared and gushed towards Zichuan.
"Offended!" Zichuan shouted.
"Moan!"
The long sword suddenly made a stream of light and pierced through the gap of the folding fan.
"Bah!"
Jian Gang instantly pierced Mo Yuxi's air wall and drew on Mo Yuxi's arm.
"what!"
Mo Yuxi was shocked and retreated.
Holding his arms, Mo Yuxi's face was extremely ugly.
Blood dripped from the arm.
"Yu Xi!" Yan Chuan exclaimed.
Mo Yuxi turned to look at Yan Chuan, smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "I'm fine, you go!"
"No, Yu Xi, come here, let me come!" Yan Chuan called.
Yan Chuan meant to use Mo Yuxi's essence clone.
"I'm already in the Void Realm, the Void Spiritual Body, do you still use it?" Mo Yuxi shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Always try it!" Yan Chuan said anxiously.
"No, Bai Long, you take Yan Chuan away!" Mo Yuxi exclaimed.
"Go? If you dare to go, I will kill Mo Yuxi!" Zichuan sneered.
"Dare you!" Yan Chuan roared.