At the moment when the distance between Mu Xiaojiu and the little emperor was only six steps, in fact, everyone's hearts were more or less panicked, but it was the little emperor who had a panicked look on his face before, but now his face began to become as usual.

However, the reason why Ying Luan was able to calm down was not because he looked down on life and death, but because he was still not a mediocre emperor after all, but he could be said to be a relatively wise emperor.

At this moment, he had already reacted, his panic was useless, but it might affect the performance of these people who were trying to protect him. Therefore, he directly forced himself to calm down, at least not to act so flustered in front of everyone.

These men came for him, either because of their loyalty or because of the benefits he promised. Either way, it means that he is the backbone of them.

At the time of the war, the backbone must not be chaotic first. As soon as the handsome flag is crooked, the troubles that follow will naturally follow.

However, at this moment, Mu Xiaojiu's new step had already been taken, and Xu Ziqing, Xiaolongnu and Guo Jing had already made a move against Mu Xiaojiu, so Ying Luan's performance did not affect these people, but the eunuchs witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and they felt a little relieved for no reason.

To be honest, this majesty was able to face a big enemy like Mu Xiaojiu at this moment, find the problem as soon as possible, calm his mind, and finally did not waste a piece of his fist heart that they sacrificed themselves to save.

The heavy palm shadows of the wind and the dragon's chant came first, almost completely covering the front of Mu Xiaojiu's entire body. Guo Jing's sturdy figure followed closely behind the palm shadows, and between the palms flying, he was obviously accumulating strength, ready to wait for Mu Xiaojiu to break through the countless palm shadows before he could quickly connect to the next attack.

Facing Guo Jing's attack, Mu Xiaojiu gently lifted the tip of his right foot, and then lightly touched the ground.

For a moment, the earth in the hall seemed to tremble slightly.

The next moment, those sword qi circling around Mu Xiaojiu's body suddenly let out a short and powerful hum, and then exploded together.

The fierce and inexhaustible fierce wind blew madly in front of Mu Xiaojiu, and the heavy palm shadows that followed Guo Jing in front of this wind were completely powerless, but they were blown through the body by the wind for an instant, and they all turned into stone sculptures in the grotto that had been destroyed by time for thousands of years.

Guo Jing, who came almost at the same time as the palm shadow, was also uncomfortable, although he didn't want to fight this gust of wind head-on, but his previous indomitable momentum had already forced him to the point of being unable to retreat. Therefore, in desperation, he could only try his best to urge his strength to protect himself, and then like a crazy bull, he crashed directly into this gust of wind.

The gust of wind that was set off after the sword qi collapsed, although there was no sword in the wind, but the abundant sword intent in it was actually better than having a sword.

Although Guo Jing had tried his best to urge his whole body strength, in front of Mu Xiaojiu, with his shallow cultivation at the moment, it was actually a bit insufficient.

This gust of wind did not entangle with Guo Jing for too long, and even in fact, this gust of wind could only be regarded as blowing from Guo Jing's body. Rao is like this, after the wind "transited", Guo Jing's body has also had one more wound after another, blood oozing out of the wound, directly staining his clothes, it looks like the whole person is about to become a bloody person. Fortunately, there was no wound on his face, otherwise he would have been even more miserable at this time.

After the gust of wind destroyed Guo Jing, it continued to blow towards the rear, but Guo Jing was unable to support both strength and physical strength, and his right leg, which was more injured, was weak, and he knelt down on one knee directly at Mu Xiaojiu. Not to mention the momentum and prepared palm skills that have been stored before, they have long been in vain.

Behind Guo Jing are Xu Ziqing and Xiaolongnu, these two people are now with the mastery of the two major factions of Quanzhen and Ancient Tomb, they are not simple characters, and there is a hidden charm between one move and one style, if it is said that attacking and attacking is indeed not a trick they are good at, but the continuous and impenetrable swordsmanship of these two people is especially better than offense in defense.

What's more, the offensive they are about to face now has already consumed part of Guo Jing's power.

As soon as the two long swords and a set of sword formations were used by these two people, people could see that they were full of affection. On another occasion, even if it is said that these two people are performing a sword dance, I am afraid that some people will directly believe it.

Of course, the swordsmanship used by this sincere little couple is not only beautiful, but also not small at all. After three moves, the wind that made Guo Jing embarrassed was not only steadily picked up by these two people, but also completely divided and chopped by them, and helplessly turned into a faint air current, which collapsed between heaven and earth.

But at this point, Guo Jing, Xu Ziqing, and Xiaolongnu's idea of stopping or even injuring Mu Xiaojiu at this step can be regarded as completely frustrated, and even Guo Jing still maintains that one-knee posture after a few breaths, no one knows if he still has the strength to fight again.

However, at the same time, taking advantage of the moment when the sword qi exploded and turned into a violent wind and attacked the front, the group of eunuchs finally made a brazen move.

This time, the number of silver needles was much less, in fact, there was only one silver needle that appeared this time.

But in addition to the silver needle, there were more blood-colored silk threads behind Mu Xiaojiu.

And the cold glow flickering on that silver needle also fully showed that the power of this silver needle should not be underestimated, and it can even be said that it is more than a step better than the previous twenty-eight silver needles.

But at the moment when the silver needle approached, the corners of Mu Xiaojiu's clothes suddenly flew up.

In the main hall at the moment, it is definitely a normal thing for the corners of clothes to fly, after all, from the moment these people started fighting, Mu Xiaojiu maintained an absolutely invincible, and even fierce posture of directly suppressing people with force and power, and all the moves can set off a storm in the hall.

But on Mu Xiaojiu's body, this scene is not normal at all, after all, from the moment Mu Xiaojiu stepped into this hall, the clothes on his body have not moved at all, and they will only change slightly with his actions.

And now, that corner of the robe suddenly flew up.