Chapter 4039
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However, just as Fengjiu was worried about the two children, Xuanyuan Moze's attack changed. Qi gushed out from his body. Compared to the previous attack, this attack was even more deadly.
He threw the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and set up a sword array in the air to prevent the old man from escaping. His figure rushed forward in an instant and struck the old man with a thunderous palm. His speed was as fast as the speed of light!
Fengjiu watched with slight surprise. His palm was so powerful that even she could feel it from here. The combination of speed and pressure was so fast that it was impossible to dodge.
Sure enough, with a heavy bang, the old man flew out and smashed heavily into the wall of the courtyard. The entire wall collapsed with a bang. The old man stood up from the rubble. Before he could see clearly what was in front of him, he saw Xuanyuan Moze rush forward. With extremely fast speed and strange skills, he twisted the old man's hands behind his back.
"Ah!"
The moment the bones cracked, a shrill scream came from the old man's mouth. The back of his knee was kicked by Xuanyuan Moze. That kick contained hidden power. With a crack, the old man's knee bone broke, causing him to kneel down involuntarily. However, he had no choice but to straighten his body because his hands were twisted behind his back.
He struggled, but in the next moment, he felt a palm strike his head. In an instant, his eyes were filled with horror. With a sharp voice, he exclaimed, "No!"
"Bang!"
The moment his voice came out, all the spiritual power in his body rushed to the top of his head and spread out from there. His cultivation was crippled, and his hands were twisted. The sect master of a sect had undergone an earth-shattering change in an instant.
His spiritual power leaked out. As his cultivation dissipated, his body quickly withered and wrinkled. In the blink of an eye, he was lying on the ground like a bag of bones. Only a weak breath was left.
Seeing this scene, Fengjiu felt relieved. Her eyes flashed and a proud smile appeared on her face.
Her man wasn't just a little powerful!
Xuanyuan Moze looked at the old man who was lying on the ground. He stood with his hands behind his back and the sword array around him had not been released. He stared at the old man who was panting on the ground and spoke in a low and cold voice.
"You dare to come here after injuring this Monarch's woman? You've got guts!" As soon as he said that, a sword Qi from the sword formation above him shot down with a swoosh, piercing into the old man's skinny thigh.
"Hiss!"
The old man let out a blood-curdling scream as blood flowed out of his mouth. Because his arms were broken, he could only lie on the ground powerlessly. His face was pressed against the ground as blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth.
"Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep to seek death, I'll naturally grant your wish!"
As soon as Xuanyuan Moze finished speaking, the second Sword Qi struck down from above, aiming for the old man's shoulder.
The old man let out a muffled groan. His already weakened Qi seemed to have been cut off after the second Sword Qi pierced through him. He lay on the ground, motionless.
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