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"Hu!"

Along with the descent of the cicada, a strong wind blew past like a knife, but Ming Yu had the golden cicada thin wing armor, so she didn't feel any pain at all.

A large amount of snow fell and fell on the summit of Sheng Hanfeng behind him, emitting a loud rumbling sound. It fell down like a torrent of ferocious beasts, wanting to swallow Ming Yu up.

However, Ming Yu's speed also became faster and faster!

Seeing the mountain range beneath his feet growing larger and larger, Ming Yu was like a meteor, brushing past an invisible current of air as he suddenly plummeted downwards.

If he were to land on the ground with this kind of acceleration, even if he didn't die, he would at least be seriously injured. However, halfway down, Ming Yu suddenly somersaulted forward and the tip of her right foot suddenly stomped on the air.

Bang!" Ming Yu actually stepped on a ring of white smoke that spread outwards in the air, as if he was stepping on a hard board. He took advantage of the force to release most of the falling speed, and then once again fell diagonally, smoothly landing on the ground.

The kick he used to tap the air was a high grade spirit rank movement technique: Cloud Stunning Steps!

In half a month's time, Ming Yu was already able to step on the ground once in the air, and because of this, Ming Yu had the confidence to directly descend from the sky and land on the ground.

Although the avalanche behind him was extremely violent, it didn't touch Ming Yu's clothes at all. It only made it difficult for the martial artists that were still climbing up, causing the sky and earth to turn dark. However, as powerful martial artists, they didn't have to worry about their lives.

"Also …" Ten days. "

Huge avalanches crashed down from behind him, creating loud rumbling sounds, but Ming Yu didn't even glance at the avalanches behind him, instead rushing forward, giving him too little time to hurry back, he had to hurry back to the palace as soon as possible!

After Ming Yu's previous estimation, including the time it took to leave the Ming Dynasty, it had already been fifty days. He only had ten days to travel.

Previously, when Ming Yu came to Sheng Hanfeng, he had used half a month's time. In other words, he had to double his own speed in order to return to the palace before the tournament began!

Ming Yu rushed out of the Icy Mountain Range. The cold wind on the ground no longer had any effect on him. Adding on the time he had to rest, Ming Yu only needed two days to leave the Icy Mountain Range.

After that, the Bright Feather Flower went to three hundred thousand inkstones and bought a third level ferocious beast, the Fierce Storm Horse, then headed straight for the palace.

Previously, when he came to Snow Moon City, Ming Yu chose to ride on the Wind Riding Carriage to hide his identity and avoid being hunted. But now, he had to use the fastest speed to return to the palace.

After reaching the Transcending Mortality Stage, Ming Yu's self-confidence soared once again. He was no longer afraid of anything, and he no longer avoided anything.

"Giddy up!"

In the dark of the night, Ming Yu was riding a fierce storm horse, and he was galloping through the deserted streets. It had already been almost ten days, and in three more days, Ming Yu would arrive at the Great Ming Dynasty's palace.

The sound of the horses' hooves echoed on the streets, but several auras quietly followed Ming Yu. They were like worms, and no matter how fast Ming Yu moved, they would still be able to keep up.

Soon, Ming Yu arrived at the end of the street. This was a dead end, and there was no way to pass.

Ming Yu lightly pulled on the reins, and the violent Storm Horse obediently turned around and stopped.

After a few breaths of time, a sinister laughter was finally heard from the other side.

"Tsk tsk …"

Looking towards the direction of the voice, they only saw a masked middle-aged man appearing above the eaves. That man held a pure black cold sword in his right hand, but his left side was completely empty.

This person was none other than the Blood Servant Mo who had his left arm chopped off by Ming Yu!

At the same time, another two men appeared on the other side of the roof. Their stature, stature, and stature were no different from Mo Wuji's. They were all as thin as a match, but they had both reached the seventh level of the Transcending Mortality Stage!

On his left shoulder, there was a blood-red "Zhong" character written on it. On his right hand, there was a black-grey chain wrapped around it, and on the chain, some gray gas was even slowly floating upwards.

On the right side, there was a person with narrow and long eyes, and his pupils emitted a cold light. On his hands, there were two sharp steel claws, and the hooks reflected a ghastly light.

The person holding the chains was called Withering. As for the person who wielded the steel claw, his name was You!

In an instant, the three Blood Servants of the Mansion of Ten Thousand Lions, Mo, Xiao Wen and You, had all gathered here.

"You finally understand that you have nowhere to run. Remember, this is your life." Mo Yu's voice was still hoarse as he looked down at Ming Yu on the street. His voice was filled with an incomparable coldness.

On the other side, Ku replied, "The people that the Myriad Faiths Manor wants to kill have never lived. Today, your fate is over."

He was very silent. As a killer, he was only a killing machine and would only use the fastest speed to kill the target. In the end, after confirming that the target had completely lost his life, he coldly turned around and left.

Because of what happened a month ago, Myriad Temple had protected their cover by sending out Withered Leaf once more. This time, they were determined to kill Ming Yu and not give him any chance.

Normally, when one was assassinated by a Blood Servant, it was like the arrival of a death god. In an instant, three death gods descended at the same time.

However, Ming Yu jumped off the Fierce Storm Horse and stood in front of it. With a calm expression, he said, "Even if there is no one around, this is still a good place to kill."

"That's right." The last time he had his left arm chopped off by Ming Yu, he had suffered the greatest humiliation in his life. He knew that Ming Yu was extremely talented, so he couldn't allow Ming Yu to develop any further.

Ming Yu smiled at Mo, "But what I said was, I will kill you."

In fact, Ming Yu had long since discovered the three Blood Servants following him. It was because of this that he deliberately walked into this silent dead end!

"How reckless."

Mo growled, and as his true qi surged out, he had already jumped off the roof, thrusting towards Ming Yu. He seemed to have become one with the darkness, and his Ghost Sword also became one with the darkness.

"Dark Soul."

At the same time that Mo Yu made her move, the Deity's Lake in Ming Yu's mind had already been poured into the Divine Court. The Soul Touch instantly opened.

In Ming Yu's eyes, that ghost sword that was almost at the limit of its speed had become several times slower. Ming Yu tilted her head and actually brushed past the edge of the sword.

Mo Qingcheng made a sound of surprise, and immediately turned the ghost sword in her hand, chopping at Ming Yu, but Ming Yu once again dodged.

Even though Mo Yu's ghost sword was constantly thrusting at tricky angles, Ming Yu seemed to have foresight, dodging every single time. In these few breaths of time, he had already unleashed five moves, but none of them hit Ming Yu.

"Your movements are too slow."

Ming Yu once again dodged Mo Wuji's sword, and threw a punch filled with strength towards Mo Yu's body, directly sending him flying.

"You!"

Mo Xin was extremely shocked. One month ago, in front of his sharp sword moves, Ming Yu needed to be cautious and sorry for his defenses, but now, he was able to dodge his lightning-fast sword moves so easily.

However, a sneer also appeared on Mo Yu's face, because Ku and You had already taken advantage of Ming Yu's attack to sneak an attack from behind.

With a "shua" sound, the cold iron chain in his withered hand shot out and instantly bound Ming Yu's left wrist. The chain was like a poisonous snake, wrapping around Ming Yu's entire left arm.

When Ming Yu turned around to look, You directly rushed over. His two claws intertwined, forming the word "X". Then, as if it had instantaneously appeared, his two claws suddenly tore apart, seeking to cut open Ming Yu's stomach and kill her with a single blow!

"Cross Bloody Kill!"

"Break!"

The Blood-red Throat Sealing Sword appeared in Ming Yu's hand, and before the sword could leave its sheath, the sword sheath heavily clashed against the two claws that were coming at him.

With an explosive sound, the air seemed to distort, and violent true energy ripples caused the floor around the two of them to shatter. The walls on both sides of the street immediately caved in due to the violent energy waves, collapsing to both sides.

However, the scabbard in Ming Yu's hands completely blocked the Cross Blood Kill. Don't forget, the current Ming Yu has the strength of 2000 lions. You only have the strength of 1000 lions, how could you be Ming Yu's opponent!

"F * ck off."

Ming Yu's right foot violently kicked out, sending You You flying. His left hand abruptly pulled back, pulling him back to his side.

How could he not be alarmed? His chains were poisonous, and if an ordinary person were to touch it, their skin would definitely rot. However, Ming Yu was unharmed.

However, how could he know that Ming Yu, who possessed the Golden Cicada's thin wings, would be afraid of a mere corrosive poison?

His strong battle experience and intuition told him that he absolutely could not be dragged over by Ming Yu. Thus, he immediately gave up on the chain in his hand and jumped back, but Ming Yu still followed closely behind him.

But at this moment, a mournful ghostly wail sounded out from behind him. It was Mo finding the right time to attack from behind.

"Ming Yu, dying under my Sword Weeping Tear is your supreme honor!"

"Is that so?"

The instant Ming Yu turned around, she took out her throat sealing sword. The sword gave off a sharp whistle that was close to the speed of sound. She was the last to arrive as she stabbed towards the tip of the ghost sword.

In a split-second, powerful energy swept out in all directions, and the ghost sword was unable to withstand the powerful energy. It actually exploded into countless sword fragments that shot out in all directions.

As for the sword in Ming Yu's hand, it continued to stab out in the next moment. The violent shockwave from the sword had turned Mo's entire right arm into a fog of blood!

"No!"

Mo screamed out in pain. He had lost both his arms and turned into a human rod! With a plop, Mo Wuji powerlessly knelt on the ground. His entire body was trembling and his eyes were glazed. Now, he was a complete cripple!

"This, this is the true Sword Weeping."

Ming Yu's words stabbed into Mo Li's ears like a baton, causing his entire spirit to crumble. Weeping Sword was originally Mo's strongest attack, but now that Ming Yu had not only learned Sobbing Sword within a month, but also defeated Mo, who had performed Sobbing Sword for ten years, this made Mo Li unable to accept this cruel reality.

However, Ming Yu's sword was faster and more ruthless than him, and his sword intent was even several times stronger. He understood that Ming Yu's talent was far above his own, and even Ming Yu might be able to learn the last ten pages of "Sobbing Sword", which he had not been able to comprehend in ten years!

Ming Yu had pierced through Mo Yu's sword, and Mo Yu's arm had also shattered Mo Xin's most prideful Dao of the sword!

Ah!

Mo could no longer withstand such a huge mental blow. He used all his strength and slammed his head against the ground, directly killing himself.

Seeing Mo Yu powerlessly fall to the ground, Ming Yu couldn't help but find it laughable.

That day when Mo Yi escaped, he had once said that he would make it so that he would die a miserable death. However, today, he was the one who died. He died an unfathomably miserable and miserable death.

If it wasn't for Mo, Hei Ji wouldn't have been injured, and Mingyu wouldn't have protected her so dangerously. It could be said that Mo's death was completely well-deserved.

However, the person who commanded Mo behind the scenes, Li Fei, was the real culprit!

Ming Yu slowly turned around and slowly walked over to the heavily injured Hades. They looked at Ming Yu in horror, as if they were looking at a death god approaching! Under the frightened gazes of Ku and You, Ming Yu did not hesitate to cut off their throats, and immediately, Ming Yu placed the corpses of the three Blood Servants into a storage pouch.

The 108th Blood Servant of Wan Zhong Manor was controlled by different people, and all the higher-ups in the empire knew who the controller of Mo, Ku, and You was.

Ming Yu was originally worried that there wouldn't be any evidence, but now, these three corpses were the ironclad proof that Li Fei murdered him!

Ming Yu sat back on her horse, and the horse and the man soon disappeared around the corner of the alley.

Three days later, the competition between empires was still going on. Ye Xi was the leader of the elites and all the geniuses were gathered. A feast was about to begin, and Prince Seventeen, who had been called trash, was quietly heading towards the palace.

Mother, I'm back!