"Senior sister, be careful, he's coming." Mo Ziyan broke off with a snort, interrupting Murong Feixue's concentration, and then with a sonorous sound, a snow-bright fairy sword tore through the space from Mo Ziyan's side and drilled out.

This immortal sword was obviously the sword that Mo Zi had practiced for many years, and there was a kind of Qingyao treasure light up and down its body, and when it tore through the space and drilled out, it suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light.

"Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, the universe is endless, the sword is decided, go."

The sword swirled wildly with white light, and then stabbed like lightning through the distant woods.

The sword was decided, the sword flew three meters low above the ground, and the sword passed one of them, the earth was torn, the trees turned into powder, and the mountains and rocks were blown apart.

Mo Ziyan believed that even if his sword could not seriously injure the mysterious man, at least it could make him scramble and not escape in the first place.

Buying time, this is also the most important thing for Mo Ziyan to do now.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Ziyan's sword light reached, it was inaudible and flashed away.

Mo Ziyan suddenly wondered, with the cultivation of that mysterious person, did he still need to avoid his flying sword? It seems like he doesn't care about fighting himself......

Originally, Mo Ziyan just wanted to force the other party to be unable to escape in a short time, but now this person actually avoided it, which was unexpected by Mo Ziyan.

The flying sword slammed into the place where the mysterious man had just been, and the huge amount of power blessed by the sword body instantly blew it into a large area of ruins.

The man's speed was very fast, and he had already dodged as early as the moment Mo Ziyan made his move, and it didn't hurt him.

And just when Mo Ziyan made a move, Murong Feixue was also ready to make a move......

It's just that the person who followed them didn't seem to want to fight Murong Feixue. The speed was actually three points faster than Mo Ziyan's speed, and he shot towards the direction in the woods on the side.

Mo Ziyan and Murong Feixue gritted their teeth and chased after them......

In the woods, a cry of anger sounded: "Still chasing after it? ”

Murong Feixue was familiar with this voice, and was immediately surprised. shouted: "Senior brother, stop......"

At this time, Mo Ziyan had already rushed into the woods, and the power of Wanjun in his hand swept wildly, and the trees along the road were shattered, and there was a crackling sound. The attack had reached the mysterious man who was following them.

Mo Ziyan's shot this time can be said to be full force, without any ambiguity.

However, when the man spoke, Mo Ziyan knew that Lu Dao had recognized the wrong person, and then heard Murong Feixue's voice again, and Mo Ziyan struggled to turn around and retract his hand. It's just the palm power that was thrown, but it still left a huge amount of residual power. The remaining power of this palm was slanted into the air three meters in front of the man, and the spiritual power glowing with green fluorescence exploded in midair.

Although he didn't directly hit that person, Mo Ziyan shot with all his strength with anger, and his strength was so great that it could be said to be very powerful just by the strong wind. After all, this is the strength of the seventh stage of the Heavenly Rank Green Realm.

However, what was unexpected was that the person who was following them was able to dodge Mo Ziyan's attack with great difficulty. Standing in front of everyone.

His awe-inspiring eyes glared angrily at the people around him......

"How are you?" Mo Ziyan's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his eyes showed doubt.

"Long Ming, are you following me?" Murong Feixue also ran over, her voice tinged with surprise.

Mo Ziyan had already put away the flying sword, and glanced around, but there was nothing unusual around except for Long Ming.

In other words, along the way, Mo Ziyan sensed the enemy, but in fact, it was just Long Ming.