The sudden appearance of Taoist Master Xingyue shocked Liu Shaonan, causing him to run away from the battle, as if he was a lost dog.
How could any expert stop him when he took off?
Among the guards, they only saw one person flying overhead like a big bird. He threw guns and fired arrows, but he shot them down one by one.
Just as he was about to give chase, two more people flew towards him.
"Brothers, take them down!"
A guard shouted loudly, pulled a bow and shot an arrow.
These two people were the ones who followed Mukui and Hall Master Xiong after seeing Liu Shaonan suddenly retreating.
The two of them were also highly skilled in martial arts, so how could they be afraid of these weak soldiers and generals?
Mu Kui took the arrow and threw it backhand, hitting a guard. Hall Master Xiong also entered the flock like a tiger. Pointing his toes, he actually grabbed a person among the guards and threw him a few feet away. Soon, the two of them avoided the interception of the guards.
"Stay!"
At this time, only a cold voice was heard. A man in black robes stood in front of them.
Mu Kui didn't know who this person was, so how could he be convinced? With a dance of two swords, he will kill him.
snort!
The man in black robe did not move, and it was not until he was close that he saw a flash of cold light.
Take action with the long knife!
Ding, ding, ding!
Several sounds were heard, and where the sparks flew, Mukui was forced to take a few steps back.
"Black, black wind user!"
Hall Master Xiong, on the other hand, knew what he was doing and immediately recognized the murderous black-robed man in front of him.
Before you fight, you will be discouraged!
Hall Master Xiong already had fear in his heart. Black Wind Master Dong Er was one of the most terrifying masters of Xingyue Dao besides Xingyue Dao Master.
"What, Dong Er?"
Mu Kui was shocked. He was not an old man from Xingyue Tao. If he wanted to be loyal, he would only be loyal to Liu Shaonan. However, he had heard of Dong Er's name.
It seems that it is even more difficult to escape from Prince Ping's Mansion.
Mu Kui held the two knives tighter.
"Lord Xiong, I'll stop you, let's go!"
When he said this, Hall Master Xiong was a little surprised, but he couldn't think about it anymore. The guards behind him came again.
"Take care, Master Mu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hall Master Xiong jumped up and walked in the other direction.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Dong Er's mouth, but he didn't chase him, he just looked at Mu Kui.
"Use two swords, from the Mu family!"
With one word, he revealed Mukui's identity.
"Yes, my name is Mu Kui, the younger brother of Shuang Dao Mu Sheng!"
Mu Kui did not shy away and looked up at him, showing no sign of cowardice.
"Okay, very good. Dong's sword hasn't met an opponent for a long time. I hope you won't disappoint me!"
Dong Er nodded, but his voice seemed softer and his eyes were more appreciative.
"Haha, how lucky you are to be able to fight Dong Er, the Black Wind Commander! Don't worry, Mu Kui will never hold back!"
Mu Kui is full of fighting spirit and proud of himself.
"well!"
Dong Er said "Hello" twice and clenched the knife tightly.
The world was instantly filled with murderous aura.
When the guards saw Dong Er intercepting Mukui, they stopped watching the excitement and hurriedly chased Hall Master Xiong.
The sword light flashed in an instant.
Both of them are masters who have been immersed in the sword for many years. This move, even under the hazy moonlight, still looks thrilling.
There aren't too many complicated moves. When it comes to a real life-and-death fight, no matter how fancy they are, they're just laughable.
But for a top killer like Dong Er, killing is always simple. The sword technique used to kill people is always ruthless.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
No one can count how many swords they fired, but if there were real masters present, they would definitely be able to see that every sword they threw towards each other exuded the aura of death.
Finally, a white light shined brightly in the moonlight, and then fell silent again.
It's a pity that no matter how white the moonlight is, no blood can be seen.
