"You can't escape! You don't have to waste your efforts," the Great Perfection-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator said.
"Escape? Who do you think I am?" Mo Xiu was full of disdain.
The Great Perfection-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator chuckled, "If you still have a little self-knowledge, you should abandon them and run away now, but I still say that, you can't escape!"
Mo Xiu shook his head slightly, "You are the one who should run away."
The Great Perfection-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator raised his hand, and a blue sword appeared in his hand.
This was an Artifact, with the cultivation base of the Great Perfection-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm, it could exert a very powerful power.
The other party said, "Remember, my name is Feng Qianmo, I am the one who will kill you!"
With that said, no matter his cultivation level was much higher than that of Mo Xiu, he dashed towards Mo Xiu speedily.
The previous two brothers, Wang Feng and Wang Chan were not much slower than Mo Xiu, who displayed the Everlasting Instant Shadow Step. Now, Feng Qianmo was more than twice as fast as Mo Xiu.
Had it not been for Mo Xiu to possess the Mystic Demon Eyes, he would not be able to capture that Feng Qianmo's figure at all.
Nevertheless, it was impossible for him to keep up with Feng Qianmo's speed. After all, there was a huge gap in the realm of cultivation, which could not be made up by the body technique.
Seeing Feng Qianmo's figure getting closer, Mo Xiu released the pressure on his body.
The terror-stricken pressure fell on Feng Qianmo, causing Feng Qianmo's body to pause.
However, Feng Qianmo soon let out a sneering smile on his mouth, and said contemptuously, "Although I don't know about your pressure, your cultivation is too weak after all, no matter how terrible the pressure is, it can't suppress me!"
While speaking, his body moved again, and the speed was much faster than before.
The blue sword gleam flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Qianmo had already appeared behind Mo Xiu.
It was not that he bypassed Mo Xiu's body and appeared behind Mo Xiu, but cut Mo Xiu in the waist with a sword, and then passed by and appeared behind Mo Xiu.
Although Su Qianqian and the others couldn't catch the battle with their naked eyes, they all faintly realized that when they saw Feng Qianmo appearing behind Mo Xiu.
"You are nothing more than that. It is a pity that junior brother Yanxiao, junior brother Wang Feng, and Wang Chan died in your hands."
As Feng Qianmo said, he let out a sigh, "But it's all right now. Although I can't bring them back to life, at least I have helped them take revenge. They can rest in peace in the heaven."
Hearing this, Su Qianqian couldn't help but exclaimed, "Young Master Wuji!"
There was a bit of grief in her voice.
Soon, she looked at Feng Qianmo and shouted angrily, "I will kill you!"
As she said, she was about to rush towards Feng Qianmo, but two Shadow Demon Guards stood in front of her and stopped her in time.
Feng Qianmo raised her head to look at Su Qianqian, looked up and down a few times, and said with a smile, "Are you that Su Qianqian, the number one beauty in the Yan Kingdom? Yes, you're very pretty, no wonder Yan Qi fell for you."
As he said, his smile suddenly narrowed, and his tone became a little cold, "Since Yan Qi died because of you, you can go down and accompany him obediently!"
The blue sword light flickered again, but this time, before Feng Qianmo could do anything, a voice rang behind him, "It's you who should go down with him."
"What!"
Feng Qianmo was stunned, and quickly turned around to look around, and found that Mo Xiu, who had been cut in the waist by his sword just now, was standing in place safe and sound.
There was a scratch on Mo Xiu's clothes, but there was no trace of blood on Mo Xiu's body, let alone a trace of being cut by his sword.
"This is not true!"
He doubted whether he had seen it wrong, he had already cut Mo Xiu in the waist with a single sword, how could Mo Xiu be okay?
He even looked at the sword in his hand, trying to find blood from the sword, but even a little bit of blood could not be found as if his sword had never cut Mo Xiu in the middle.
Such a weird situation surprised him.
"Young Master Wuji!"
Although Su Qianqian was also surprised, she was happier.
Just now, she thought that Mo Xiu was dead and killed by Feng Qianmo, but she didn't expect that he was still alive.
No wonder the Shadow Demons still existed and could stop her impulsive to almost losing her mind.
Mo Xiu nodded to Su Qianqian, indicating that she didn't need to worry, then looked at Feng Qianmo, and said, "You can't avenge the people you mentioned, but it doesn't matter. You can apologize to them personally."
"You..." Feng Qianmo was a bit disturbed by Mo Xiu, stammering, and then said after a while, "I have already cut you down, why didn't you die?"
The reason there was nothing at all was naturally because Mo Xiu had cultivated Myriad Wood Spirit Art.
But even if there was no Myriad Wood Spirit Art, Mo Xiu still could not be easily beheaded.
How could the dignified Demon King possess the means that Feng Qianmo could imagine?
Having said that, Mo Xiu did not answer, nor did he think it was necessary to answer this guy's question.
He just silently displayed the Soul Devouring Knives, and the invisible sharp blade swept across Feng Qianmo like a storm.
Feng Qianmo only felt his head sting, and in the blink of an eye, the Soul Devouring Knives had already breached his Spiritual Platform and twisted in his soul.
"Argh…"
Feng Qianmo let out a scream, suddenly fell to the ground, and rolled over in pain.
The next moment, Mo Xiu walked to Feng Qianmo's side, and the Abyss Demon Sword easily pierced Feng Qianmo's body.
After reciting the familiar formula silently, a gloomy light radiated, then only the dry corpse of Feng Qianmo remained on the ground.
After True Fire burned the corpse, Mo Xiu sighed.
The effect that the Soul Devouring Knives played was getting smaller and smaller. Now, he could still easily break the Great Perfection-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator's Spiritual Cultivator, but after breaking the Spiritual Platform, it was no longer so easy to crush the opponent's soul.
If the opponent he encountered this time was not a Great Perfection-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator, but a Profound Spirit Realm cultivator instead, perhaps his Soul Devouring Knives would not even want to easily break through the opponent's Spiritual Platform, let alone crush the opponent's soul.
He had to find time to cultivator more powerful techniques!
Then, he glanced at the eight prisoners who had been rescued from the prison before and Su Qianqian before he quickly said, "Let's go, it's really time to leave the palace this time."
Although Mo Xiu wanted to solve Yan Wuji together before leaving, after his Divine Consciousness investigation, Yan Wuji did not seem to be in the palace.
Of course, some places were special, with Mo Xiu's weakened-stage Divine Consciousness, he still couldn't penetrate them, so it was not ruled out that Yan Wuji hid in a place that could not be detected by Divine Consciousness.
Mo Xiu said that he wanted to avenge Yan Ran and would kill Yan Wuji sooner or later, but the difference between morning and evening was not big. Since Yan Wuji couldn't be found, for the time being, he would take Su Qianqian and others to leave the palace first.
Before, when Mo Xiu and Su Qianqian walked out of the East Palace, the guards of the palace rushed to kill them one after another, but Hu Yanxiao suddenly intervened, and those guards temporarily abandoned the two goals of Mo Xiu and Su Qianqian.
Now, Hu Yanxiao had been killed by Mo Xiu, and even four Seraphic Sword Sect masters had died in the hands of Mo Xiu. For the time being, no other Seraphic Sword Sect experts had come out to deal with Mo Xiu and the others, but Mo Xiu still took on the responsibility of protecting these people.
Suddenly, there were eight more people, and the burden increased a lot, but for Mo Xiu, it was still not a big problem. The invisible oppressing aura swept away, and all the guards in the radius of ten meters were suppressed and immobile.
After that, he took a few Shadow Demon Guards, holding the Abyss Demon Sword all the way to kill.
Wherever he went, no one could stop him, and the entire palace was bloody.
...
Somewhere in the palace, on a tall attic.
A man looked far away. Although it was very far away, the scenes of Mo Xiu's murder in the palace fell into his eyes clearly.
He could even hear what Mo Xiu said, and he could feel the breath of Mo Xiu.
This person was named Chen Xiaoyang, and he was the only Profound Spirit Realm cultivator of the Seraphic Sword Sect in this Imperial Palace. He was also the person in charge of various affairs of the Seraphic Sword Sect in the territory of Yan Kingdom.
Of course, the Seraphic Sword Sect seldom intervened in secular affairs, so he basically only communicated with the current Emperor Yan Wuji, and guarded the palace with his junior brothers and sisters of the Seraphic Sword Sect.
Four disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect died one after another, which made him look very ugly, subconsciously clenched his fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out.
Behind him, several of his junior brothers and sisters were all there.
One of the women said at this moment, "Senior brother, in any case, you can't let this dog escape from the palace, please let me take action, I will definitely cut off his head!"
"No!" Chen Xiaoyang firmly disagreed.
"Why is this? Don't you want to avenge our juniors?" the woman asked in a puzzled manner.
Chen Xiaoyang shook his head, "You are not his opponent."
"Then can we only let him escape from this place so easily? In this way, our juniors and their hatred will not be said for the time being, won't our Seraphic Sword Sect's face reach rock bottom?" the woman said unwillingly.
Chen Xiaoyang was silent for a while, then sighed suddenly, "I'll do it myself."
After finishing speaking, he jumped, but instead of jumping off the attic, he flew in the direction where Mo Xiu and others were.