Mo Chen smiled, sat upright and took a sip of tea, then said, "It's okay, you go about your business, I still have to go to Leng Shuang to see the child."
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Moze also stood up and walked out without saying anything else to him.
Mo Chen sat in the hall for a while, drank a cup of tea, and then walked out, intending to go see the child...
But they didn't know at that moment that after Fengjiu was sucked into the teleportation array, a flame ignited on her hand, forcing back the dark aura that was wrapped around her hand.
But by then, her body had already fallen out of the black hole, and was about to fall towards the formation below which was surging with powerful spiritual energy. She glanced around and saw many powerful monks, all wearing black cloaks, waiting for her below. Among them, there was a man wearing a black lotus mask, who was sitting on a chair.
At the moment of falling, the man in black who was sucked into the black hole with her stretched out his hand to grab her and pull her downwards. Seeing this, she moved her palm and the Qingfeng sword instantly appeared in her hand.
"Sword shadow green light!"
She shouted, and the Qingfeng sword in her hand burst out with a dazzling green light, and attacked the man in black with a murderous aura. The speed was so fast that it could be said to be the speed of light. The man in black, who had considerable strength, could not dodge in time and was hit by the sword.
"call out!"
“Hiss!”
The sharp and terrifying sword energy broke through the barrier that the man in black had quickly condensed to block. With a loud bang, the mask on the man in black's face was split open by the Qingfeng sword, revealing his true face underneath the mask.
It was a face of about thirty years old, with a sinister look. His slender eyes were wide open in shock and horror, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
He froze when he was hit, unable to dodge or escape. It was a move from a god-level powerhouse, and the ancient artifact in his hand meant that even if he was an immortal-level powerhouse, he would not be able to withstand this sword.
A trace of blood oozed from his forehead and slowly slid down. Then, he broke into two with a bang and fell to the ground, shocking the black-clad men who were about to capture Feng Jiu...
"Lord of the Black Lotus, this is a gift from me, Feng Jiu, to you! We will meet again in the future!"
As everyone below was in shock, they suddenly heard Feng Jiu's cold and arrogant voice. Just as they were wondering what she meant by that, they saw her falling while waving the long sword in her hand towards the surroundings. Rays of sword energy were refracted out, forming the shape of a sword cover.
Then, a flame rushed out with a whoosh, and for a moment people could not see her figure. At this moment, the people below clearly felt that in the barrier formed by the flames and sword energy, there was a faint breath of formation. However, the breath of the formation was fleeting, and if you didn't pay close attention, you couldn't detect it at all.
However, the black-robed monks below soon realized that something was wrong, because they could not see Feng Jiu's figure! The flame and sword energy seemed to stop in the air and gradually dissipate.