“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Two sword energies carrying the breath of death slashed down at them. However, at that moment, Mo Chen, who saw that scene, was so shocked that his heart dropped down, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
He stared at the scene in a daze, watching the two sword energies carrying the breath of death chop into the flames and split the flames, but Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Mo Ze were not seen in that place.
At that moment, his heart seemed to be still, until he saw a flash of light, and the figures of Fengjiu and Xuanyuan Moze appeared again on the side of the fire. Then his heart began to beat again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It's all right, he thought, thought...
Feng Jiu pulled Xuanyuan Moze back a few meters to stabilize his body. At that moment, she protected him with fire and pulled him into the space to avoid the two fatal attacks. I couldn't imagine what would happen if there was no space for them to avoid at that moment, and the two sword energies carrying death fell on them.
She took a deep breath with lingering fear and exhaled slowly, glancing at the gloomy face of the Black Lotus Master, then looked at Xuanyuan Moze and asked, "How are you?"
"It's okay." Xuanyuan Moze said, shaking his head slightly, and said solemnly: "His strength has increased a lot, we can't take it lightly."
"I know." She responded.
He clenched the Qingfeng sword in his hand and stared at the Lord of Black Lotus. The next moment, he and Xuanyuan Moze walked forward towards the Lord of Black Lotus.
"It seems you still have a secret treasure on you!"
The Lord of the Black Lotus stared at Fengjiu with a sinister gaze, his eyes flickering with excitement. Now, in his eyes, all the treasures on Fengjiu's body will be his, not only the ancient blue lotus, but also the moment when the two of them disappeared just now, which was enough to let him know that Fengjiu still had a portable space on her body!
With a wave of his hand, the black sword flew towards Xuanyuan Moze as if it had life. At the same time, a black lotus force condensed in his palm and gathered into a ball to attack Fengjiu.
The black figure went straight up to face the Qingfeng sword in Fengjiu's hand, without dodging or evading. The palm wind attacked with extreme ferocity, and each move was fatal, hitting Fengjiu's vital point directly.
On the other side, Xuanyuan Moze was entangled by the black aura transformed from the long sword. The black lotus aura emitting the breath of death burst out with a sharp aura like a blade, which cut through Xuanyuan Moze's body, broke the aura around him, and cut his robe.
The black aura entered his body, and just a wisp of it was so chilling that it made people shudder. Countless black smoke wrapped him up, as if it wanted to penetrate into his body.
Seeing this scene, Mo Chen didn't care that he was seriously injured. He immediately took a deep breath and went towards Xuanyuan Moze. The energy in his body surged, and the palm wind struck out. A dazzling holy light flew out from his hand and went towards the black smoke, dispersing it completely.
"How are you? Can you still hold on?" Mo Chen flashed forward and supported Xuanyuan Moze, whose steps were a little messy. As soon as he held his hand, he felt a gloomy air rushing into his palm. He was startled and looked at him suddenly.
"It's okay." Xuanyuan Moze pursed his lips, but his lips were slightly discolored and his face looked a little ugly, but he was still holding on.