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At this moment, in the black air, an unusually wide sword gradually appeared with an aura of disdain for the world.

Mo Feng and Mo Yi's expressions changed at the moment of Shattering Soul's appearance. Mo Yi's cultivation base was one level lower than Mo Feng's. At this time, there was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead, and the barrier around his body was faintly about to collapse. sign.

Although Mofeng was shocked in his heart, the enchantment he had set up was as solid as gold, without any waves.

He casually waved a wave of spiritual energy towards Mo Yi, and Mo Yi's protective barrier gradually stabilized.

This was the first time Hu Qi saw Pohun, and he was shocked. He touched Xiaojin: "What's the matter with this knife? It seems evil but not evil, such a powerful aura."

Xiao Jin stared at Beishang for a moment, then casually said: "I don't know." At this moment, his thoughts were all on Beishang, and he didn't care about others at all.

Seeing him like this, Hu Qi had no choice but to ask questions patiently, and carefully looked at Pohun.

Bei Shang glanced at Mo Feng, and said lightly: "Do you think you can protect him?"

Mofeng: "Is it possible, you will know after trying."

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, Beishang held Pohun with both hands, raised it high, and slashed at Moyi across the air. A huge black awn was clearly visible, with a destructive aura, berserk out.

Mo Yi was shocked, and took a step forward without a trace, blocking Bei Mu behind him. The black energy lingering around his body became more and more intense at this moment. Obviously, he was ready to resist with all his strength.

The attack of breaking the soul came in an instant, and it was about to hit the protective barrier. Mo Feng dodged in front of Mo Yi, and sent a tube of long Xiao, which was as white as jade, to his lips, and there were faint Xiao sounds, A faint red light continuously overflowed from the jade Xiao, meeting the oncoming black light.

There are bursts of Xiao Sheng, high and low, like sorrow and joy, and the lingering sound is lingering. It seems that it has no lethality, but it can withstand the black light. As more and more red lights overflow, the black light is gradually melted away. .

A coldness flashed in Beishang's eyes, and with a movement of his body, he raised Pohun and slashed at him on the head.

The whistling sound of the magic wind suddenly became high-pitched, and the dazzling red light erupted, instantly surrounding him.

When Pohun came into contact with the red light, it was as if he had hit an indestructible stone wall and could not move any further.

A cold light flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, he flicked his fingers, and several silver needles glowing with a thick black light shot from Mo Feng's armpit to Bei Shang.

"Ding ding ding..."

Xiao Jin waved Wu Nian and knocked the silver needles away one by one.

Mo Yi snorted coldly, flew out from the barrier, waved his hands repeatedly, and the ring chain on his arm sprang out like a spirit snake, attacking his face.

Seemingly enraged by Mo Yi's move, Bei Shang held Po Hun, swung the saber, and slashed across his back. He didn't care about the Mo Feng that was close at hand.

Without the protection of the enchantment, Mo Yi seemed vulnerable at this moment. The soul-breaking sword glow directly slashed across his slightly thin back, and his body that flew forward suddenly fell to the ground, and bright red blood flowed from his back. It flowed out, gradually staining the ground red.

At the same time, the whistling sound of the magic wind changed, and the red light flew towards Beishang like flowing water and lightning.

"Be careful!" With a push from Xiao Jin, Wu Nian flew out, meeting the red light with a trace of silver light, but after a pause, Wu Nian was knocked away by the red light.

However, just like that, Beishang had already floated away and stood beside Xiaojin.

Xiao Jin stretched out his hand, and Wu Nian, who was knocked into the air, landed firmly in his hand.

The two stood side by side, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife.

Mo Yi slowly got up from the ground, and stared at the two people in front of him fiercely. His skin was already whiter than ordinary people, but now he lost a lot of blood, and his face was even paler than paper, but he didn't even cry out.

He licked his lips and said with a sinister smile: "As puppets, with your strength, you can barely get by."

Hu Qi walked out from behind the two of them, sneering endlessly: "I don't think you've woken up yet? You're all injured like this, and you still want to make people into puppets?"

Mo Feng walked to Mo Yi's side, stared at his face, frowned and asked, "Does it matter?"

"I can't die." Mo Yi glanced at him, showing a half-smile expression, "Don't worry, I won't hurt the prey you set your sights on. But, do you think such a rare prey, ours is easy to do?" Will dad give it up?"

Mofeng paused, and said lightly: "The reason why you are always so annoying is because of this mouth."

"Giggle..." A woman laughed softly.

"The boss is right. I really hate the mouth of the second brother, my sister." A delicate voice.

Suddenly, two masked women dressed in tulle, with an attractive figure and lingering black energy, appeared in the sky of the city lord's mansion.

They slowly landed on the open space in the courtyard, twisted their waists and walked slowly to Mofeng and Moyi, one of the women in red said softly: "Hey, who is so capable that our second child is so capable? Suffering such a serious injury?"

The woman in red, Mo Yun, one of the four chiefs of the Moren clan, ranked third.

Listening to the voice, it was obvious that she was the one who spoke just now.

Walking side by side with her was a woman in green clothes. After seeing the bloody Mo Yi, she quickened her pace and walked up to him, and hurriedly asked: "Yi, how are you? Who hurt you like this?" What?" Her eyes turned red, and Dou Da's tears slid down.

The woman in green, Mo Yu, one of the four chiefs of the Moren clan, ranked fourth.

Mo Yi frowned, turned away from her hand, and said impatiently, "I can't die."

"Fourth, why are you in such a hurry?" Mo Yun covered his mouth and giggled, "If the second says he won't die, then he really won't die. Wipe away your tears, it's so ugly in public."

Mo Yu wiped his tears and choked up: "How can you talk like that, third child? Didn't you see that Yi shed so much blood?"

"What are you doing here?" Mo Feng said expressionlessly.

"Godfather is afraid that the two elder brothers will be too tired," Mo Yun said softly, "He specially sent us to assist you in completing the task."

Several people were talking, but they completely ignored the existence of Beishang and the other three.

A trace of disgust flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Pretentious! Which of us doesn't know who? Third, you don't have to talk around like this."

Mo Yun winked and felt wronged: "Second brother, what are you talking about? My sister is telling the truth."

"Godfather is afraid that you will have kind thoughts towards human beings again," Mo Yu said bluntly, "We specially asked us to urge you to find those two human beings as soon as possible, and take back the monster that can only transform into human form along the way."

Hearing this, the disgust in Mo Yi's eyes became even worse, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn old pervert!"

The magic wind on the side glanced at him and remained silent, the disgust in his eyes was much more than his.

Mo Yun rolled his winking eyes, poked Mo Yu's forehead, hated iron and said: "You, can you not always look like you lost your soul when you see the second child?"

Mo Yu shyly said, "Yi is my future husband, if I don't lose my soul for him, who should I lose my soul for?"

Mo Yun supported his forehead, helplessly: "I can't save you."

Mo Yi's face was frosty, he stared at Mo Yu, and said coldly: "I repeat, I will not marry you!"

Mo Yu nodded and said lightly: "I understand, you don't like godfather's arrangements, you don't really hate me, you don't need to say more, I understand." Her eyes turned to the wound on Mo Yi's back, her eyes were cold, " Who hurt you like this?"

Mo Yi's face froze, and he said in a rough voice, "I have eyes, so I can't see?" His face clearly showed disgust and impatience.

At this point, Moyun Moyu's gaze slowly turned to Beishang and the others.

"Pfft, hahaha... You let them get hurt like this?" Mo Yun pointed at the three of Beishang, laughing so hard that he couldn't control himself, as if he saw something funny. "Second, you didn't fall into the hands of these humans because you just got a new male favorite and were overworked?"

"Cracking noise!" Beishang turned the blade and swung the blade at her from the air. A black light shot out like lightning and hit her directly.

Mo Yun's laughter stopped abruptly, and he quickly dodged to one side, narrowly dodging the soul-shattering knife light. While dodging, the tulle on his back was cut by the knife light, revealing a large piece of white skin .

Mo Yun turned his head to look at the scratched place on his back, and waved his hand casually on his face, and the veil that covered his face disappeared immediately, revealing a beautiful face.