Jian Wushuang stared hard and said, "Young Master Mo, you can't die now. The news of his death will be cut off."
"Is the Lao Shi Zi Tian Zi Pattern Bone Armor more important than life?" Chen Qing was also a little anxious. He knew the aura in the Tian Temple better than Jian Wushuang.
It was precisely because he knew it that he wanted to stop Jian Wushuang from committing suicide.
"Of course it's not as important as life," Jian Wushuang smiled, "But the current situation is the best situation."
After speaking, he jumped forward without fear of the chaotic and collapsed Heavenly Palace.
"Brother Chen Qing, are you scared?" Chunqiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, then caught up with Jian Wushuang without any hesitation.
"Who, who is scared? Can such a small scene scare me, Chen Qing?" Chen Qing was anxious, then gritted his teeth and followed.
In the chaotic Heavenly Palace, top cultivators and Yanxian were dying continuously, the ground completely collapsed, and the entire Heavenly Palace was in a crumbling state.
The seven bodies are like seven rocks, and no Immortal can shake them.
The sword penetrated the cheekbones of the face and was nailed to the palace chair. Young Master Mo stopped howling in agony, grasped the blade of the sword tightly, and pulled out the entire real sword from his head.
At this moment, the entire left side of Young Master Mo's face was replaced by a huge blood hole, and even one of his eyeballs was broken.
As the son of the emperor of the entire Great Si Region, he had never suffered such horrific humiliation.
"Kill them all for me, leaving no one alive!" The voice sounded like weeping blood, and the man in black robe who had saved his life earlier nodded respectfully, "Yes, Fifth Young Master."
With one step forward, the overwhelming force spread out, causing the originally white-hot killing to stop.
The black robe stretched out his withered palms and slowly pulled down his hood, revealing an old face full of wrinkles.
"Send your head and I'll let you die a good death, otherwise your bones will be crushed and ashes thrown away." An ancient voice resounded from the mouth of the black robe.
Behind him, there was a dim black light wheel.
If Jian Wushuang were here at this time, he would have discovered that this black halo is exactly the same as the halo behind the elders he saw in the heaven.
This is a sign of a complete transition from Yanxian to Dayanxian.
The seven figures did not seem to be intimidated by a Dayan Immortal.
There were two figures on the spot. When their arms shook, a ball of light appeared behind them.
Two more Dayan Immortals!
Dingxiu and Yanxian, who originally planned to step forward and fight desperately, all consciously took a step back and stayed away from the battlefield after seeing this scene.
"It's really a big deal. I asked you why you are not afraid. It turns out that you have made all the preparations." The old eyes in the black robe showed no fear at all. "As long as I am here, you will never be able to harm the fifth young master."
With a cold snort, the young guard who showed the realm of Dayan Immortal took a step forward and came towards him with his palms.
With a blow that was completely beyond the strength of Yanxian, Gai hit the black robe.
The black robe resisted and sent out shock waves.
Under such shock waves, even the giant pillars in the palace were shattered by the impact, and even Yanxian could not stop.
Young Master Mo was immediately thrown away and lay on the ground in a state of disarray. He was watching with his only remaining eye, as if he was looking for something.
As soon as the war broke out, Yin Ling, who was nestled next to him, disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared.
"Fifth Young Master, run away, run away!" The white-robed Yanxian who had been following Young Master Mo appeared at the right time, dragging him and preparing to escape.
Young Master Mo turned a deaf ear, his ferocious face expressionless, "Do you think it is Young Master Jiu, or the other brothers who want to kill me?"
"Don't think about this now, run away to heaven as soon as possible." Baipao Yanxian was also frightened out of his mind by this scene.
The assassination of the two Dayan Immortals was such a terrifying feat that no one in the entire Great Si Region could have produced, but now it has actually appeared.
"Young Master Jiu, it must be Young Master Jiu, I want him to pay with his life!" Young Master Mo Bao shouted, his breath rising at an incredible speed.
The two Dayan Immortals who were trying to suppress one by two waved their hands when they saw that Young Master Mo was still alive. The remaining five figures understood and directly tore through the siege and rushed over.
Even if Gongzi Mo mastered and understood an immortal technique, it would have no effect on the current situation.
When the poisonous snake behind you shows its fangs, it's too late and there's nothing you can do to save it.
The white-robed Yanxian standing in front of him only had time to stretch out his hand to resist, and the next moment he turned into powder.
Young Master Mo froze in place, motionless as he faced the figures that were about to surround him.
At this moment, a figure carrying a powerful force moved towards the clouds and rode the wind, and rushed into the palace at an unimaginable speed.
No one among the five figures surrounding Mr. Mo noticed this scene.
At first, there was a tall and thin figure holding a real sword in his hand, stabbing at his immortal source without any unnecessary effort.
Changes occur suddenly!
The tall and thin figure felt like he received a heavy kick in the back, and then the whole person flew out.
With one kick, a gap was created in the encirclement. Jian Wushuang picked up Young Master Mo and retreated without any pause.
Seeing this, the other four figures all stretched out their hands to hold it in the air.
Jian Wushuang felt a tightness in his chest, and his retreat slowed down for a moment. Without thinking, he directly formed an invisible sword with his right hand, cutting off the invisible aura that trapped him.
"Chase!" the five of them shouted in unison, grabbing Jian Wushuang.
But then a majestic sword intent surged from Jian Wushuang's back, like a great river and sea, pushing directly towards the five figures.
"I asked, can you change your target to someone like me?"
Holding a sword in his left hand and holding up a pair of wine bottles in his right hand, Chen Qing's extremely free and easy figure stood in front of several people.
"Get away!" Five figures rushed towards him.
Chen Qingduan shouted and drew his sword to fight.
After getting a moment of respite, Young Master Mo looked at the ordinary-looking but heroic guard in front of him, and inexplicably felt a familiar aura.
Looking at the miserable situation of Young Master Mo in his hands, Jian Wushuang directly pressed him against a huge pillar with one hand, and then took out a sky-shaped bone armor covered with dense patterns from his arms.
"Give me this kind of thing."
"Wha, what is it?" Young Master Mo looked at Jian Wushuang, who was not acting like a good person, and then looked at the sky-shaped bone armor in his hand, and felt a little familiar for some reason.
"Don't play tricks on me. Give me this thing and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will crush your immortal source before they kill you." Jian Wushuang said in a cold voice.
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Young Master Mo shuddered inexplicably, and his strong desire to live made memories of his past gradually come to mind.
"I seem to have a piece of this thing in my arms."