Her clothes were stained with blood.
Her bright red clothes were now stained with the blood.
Mo Li's eyes widened.
She was still holding on! She refused to give up!
Everyone was stunned.
Even Liu Huan, the Second Prince, was dumbstruck.
The leader of the Black Knights was an elite that Mo Li had supported. Why would he suddenly attack Mo Li?
Thousands of questions appeared in Liu Huan's mind, but they were all stuck in his throat.
His anger flared.
Fan Xiuwen's sword had stabbed his beloved concubine, his right-hand man!
He trembled with rage!
…
Mo Li was filled with questions as well.
Her life was slipping away.
When she saw the blood gushing out of her abdomen, she instinctively waved her hand.
She thought some powerful witchcraft spell would appear between her fingers, but it only stirred the air. Nothing happened.
Mo Li was a mortal inside the Ten Terminal Formation.
Mo Li chuckled. She had forgotten that she was inside the Ten Terminal Formation as well.
She raised her head and looked at the burly Fan Xiuwen.
The silver mask and the murderous look in his eyes …
She shuddered.
"It's … it's you?"
The eyes were the windows to the soul.
When Mo Li saw the pair of eyes, she knew the person in front of her was Fan Xiuwen. He was once at the top of the blacklist, Leng Luo.
Leng Luo had spent a long time infiltrating the Black Knights and killing the fake Fan Xiuwen.
Then, he pretended to be Fan Xiuwen.
What an interesting story. He pretended to be himself.
Leng Luo's hoarse voice rang in the air. "That's right, it's me …"
"Fan Xiuwen!"
"How dare you, Fan Xiuwen! What are you doing?!"
"Concubine Li!"
The four generals standing at the sides were incredulous.
Mo Li, whom they had sworn to protect with their lives, was stabbed just like that?
Leng Luo suddenly raised his voice and said, "By His Majesty's order, we're here to kill the disobedient Mo Li and her accomplices!"
What arrogance!
The Black Knights who came with Leng Luo were stunned as well.
Did they not agree to kill the Fourth Prince and the villains of the Evil Sky Pavilion when they arrived? Why did they suddenly attack Mo Li?
The appearance of the Black Knights turned the tables on the battlefield.
Mingshi Yin, Little Yuan 'er, and Jiang Aijian sighed in relief.
Leng Luo turned around slowly and looked at the Second Prince, Liu Huan.
Liu Huan finally regained his senses. He widened his eyes and said, "Good … Very good …"
He flicked his sleeves and continued,
"Do you really think that This King only has these tricks up his sleeves?"
Hmm?
The soldiers looked at the Second Prince.
Even the Fourth Prince, Liu Bing, was wondering what tricks he had up his sleeve.
Liu Huan pointed at a nearby pavilion and said, "Old Villain Ji … Your disciple, Si Wuya, is in that pavilion … If you dare touch him, I'll order my men to kill him immediately!"
Bang!
The attic window cracked open.
Han Yuyuan grabbed Si Wuya's collar and poked his head out. He said loudly, "A bunch of trash! You can't even kill an old man in the Ten Terminal Formation? "
"Seventh Brother?"
"Si Wuya?"
Mingshi Yin and Jiang Aijian were shocked.
Indeed, Mingshi Yin did not have a good impression of Si Wuya. Moreover, Si Wuya had always been cunning and scheming.
But when he saw this scene, he still felt angry.
Lu Zhou looked over as well.
Indeed, it was Si Wuya.
'How did this rascal end up like this?'
Han Yuyuan laughed maniacally and said, "Today, I'll cut him down in front of everyone!"
The deputies behind Han Yuyuan drew their sabers.
They were waiting for His Highness, the Second Prince, to give the order.
Leng Luo said, "Don't you dare!"
Leng Luo tightened his grip.
Mo Li grunted as blood trickled down the corner of her lips.
Mo Li suddenly moved forward.
Swoosh!
The saber pierced through her heart.
"Senior Brother … avenge … me."
Leng Luo did not expect Mo Li to move forward and face death.
However, he did not have time to think about it.
He drew his saber backward!
Mo Li fell backward as well.
A cold voice rang from outside the Obedient Villa. "No … Junior Sister!"
It resounded through the entire Obedient Villa.
The Ten Terminal Formation covered the entire villa. Hence, his senior brother, Ba Ma, was lying in ambush outside to prevent anyone from escaping.
However, plans could not keep up with changes!
Ba Ma's purple energy formed dark clouds outside the Obedient Villa.
Liu Huan looked up and said, "Ba Ma, I'll avenge Imperial Consort Li's death!"
A hoarse voice rang from the dark clouds. "No …"
"Hm?"
"Junior Sister is dead. All of you will die with her!"
Ba Ma was not Mo Li. He only had one target, the Fourth Prince, Liu Bing, his mortal enemy who had slaughtered countless people of Lou Lan.
…
Han Yuyuan frowned. He grabbed Si Wuya and said, "Trash! All of you are trash! In the end, you still have to rely on me! "
Si Wuya looked up and chuckled. "Aren't you celebrating too early?"
"How dare you be so stubborn!"
Bam!
Han Yuyuan pressed his palm down.
He pressed Si Wuya's head against the window. All he needed to do was swing his saber, and his head would fall off.
It was not known whose voice it was, but it disrupted the plan.
"The Formation is gone!"
The Formation was gone!
Primal Qi surged!
The citizens of Rubei City immediately felt refreshed. The pressure they felt was gone.
The air flowed, and the clouds parted.
Everything returned to normal!
Almost at this moment, everyone realized that the following battle was no longer an equal fight between all living beings, nor was it a fight between ordinary people!
Purple waves surged in the villa.
This was a Grand Witchcraft Formation.
Inside the Obedient Villa …
Liu Huan suddenly ordered, "What are you waiting for? Take down Old Villain Ji!"
If ordinary fighting did not work, the Four Great Generals could take down Old Villain Ji.
Whizz!
The four avatars retracted and lunged at Lu Zhou.
At this moment, Han Yuyuan sneered coldly. "Blade!"
The deputy general at the side drew his blade and tossed it over.
Unfortunately, the blade did not land on Han Yuyuan's palm. Instead, it slid across Han Yuyuan's neck.
Crack!
A bloody gash appeared!
Han Yuyuan was stunned.
He turned around and looked at his most trusted subordinate.
'Impossible!'
Si Wuya cocked his head to the side and smiled faintly. "I told you … Don't you think it's too early for you to be happy?"
The other deputy generals were enraged. They exclaimed in unison, "General Han!"
The deputy general who killed Han Yuyuan stepped in front of Si Wuya and shielded him with his body. "Sect master, you've suffered!"
This was the source of Si Wuya's confidence since he entered the pavilion.
However, at this moment …
Si Wuya witnessed an unforgettable scene.
Purple lightning crackled in the skies.
At this moment, Lu Zhou leaped into the air with his four avatars.
"What's that?"
Lu Zhou shouted as he stood on the blue lotus.
A thunderous explosion resounded in the skies.
The Heavenly Writing's extraordinary power was unleashed at this moment.
The blue lotus bloomed.
Like a blue firework, it expanded into the surroundings. Lu Zhou's figure was no longer visible.
Si Wuya covered his eyes with his sleeve.
When Han Yuyuan's deputy general saw this, he brandished his blade and looked over.
Bam!
Bam!
The entire pavilion was filled with energy sabers.
In an instant, the attic was torn to pieces.
The subordinate who was protecting Si Wuya fought back frantically.
In just a blink of an eye, dozens of blows were exchanged.
In the end, two fists were no match for four hands. After taking a few blows, he retreated.
"Kill Si Wuya and you'll be rewarded as well!"
At the same time.
The blue lotus' radiance in the skies shrouded the entire pavilion like seawater.
His vision was blocked.
From Lu Zhou's point of view, he felt as though he was in a blue ocean. He could not see anything.
Bam!
Everyone in the pavilion was sent flying, regardless of friend or foe.
Although they were far away, they were still affected by the blue lotus's power.
As for the four avatars, they were shredded as though they were made of paper.
Zi Yun retreated swiftly.
Si Wuya's clothes were shredded.
The huge 'bind' character on his chest was washed away by the blue lotus's power!
Han Yuyuan's deputies attacked in the air. Energy surged as energy sabers converged.
It was at this moment that …
A faint smile appeared on Si Wuya's face as he said, "… I'm back!"
He raised his hand. A hidden weapon formed from thousands upon thousands of energies appeared in his palm.
It shot toward Han Yuyuan's deputies.
"Uh …"
"I thought he doesn't have a cultivation base?"
Wails rang in the air.
Blood rained down.
He adjusted his posture in the air as he fell.
Si Wuya did not even look at them. He already knew the outcome.
As soon as he touched the ground …
A green-robed figure hovered on a treetop near the pavilion.
He said in a gentle and polite voice, "I'm sorry. I thought you couldn't handle it."
"Second Senior Brother, there's no time to explain! Let's go! "
To be honest, he did not even flinch when he faced Han Yuyuan.
However, the scene of the blooming blue lotus made him frown deeply.
Yu Shangrong smiled and said, "Don't panic … Master has overused his Primal Qi. He doesn't have any energy left."
"Trust me," Si Wuya said.
Yu Shangrong's smile faded. His expression turned solemn.
"Let's go."
The two of them shot past Si Wuya and flew out of Rubei City.
The moment Lu Zhou's extraordinary power ran out, he no longer had enough energy to climb higher. Hence, he began to descend.
His vision gradually returned.
Lu Zhou immediately looked in the direction of the pavilion.
Yu Shangrong brought Si Wuya with him as they moved at lightning speed.
"Whitzard."
Whitzard flew over on an auspicious cloud and caught Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou turned around and said, "I'll leave the rest to you."
"Yes, master!"
Mingshi Yin, Leng Luo, Jiang Aijian, Little Yuan 'er, and their mount, Bi An, were in the Obedient Villa.
The ten great generals were dead. The remaining people were nothing to be afraid of.
Lu Zhou rode on Whitzard in pursuit of Yu Shangrong and Si Wuya.
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