Above the sky and below the clouds, two major forces in the Golden Domain and Earth Domain have two high-level emperors. Five early-level emperors have formed a siege and surrounded Qin Yao and six others.

The way to go was blocked and there was no way to retreat. Qin Yao, Mo Fan and others, who were sandwiched in the middle, felt unprecedented urgency.

The two high-level emperor masters spoke at the same time, and their power can be imagined. If any high-level emperor master is abandoned, it is impossible to say that they can escape unstoppable, including the long-standing first in the Central Region, Yunsong, and not to mention the knowledge of Qin Yao and Jing Lian, how could they not know that Yue Shan, who is the leader of the Nine Realms, has a inherited artifact in his hand. That is second only to the Realm Soul weapon.

The clear sky was gradually shrouded in a strong murderous intent. The raging wind swept across the earth in just a moment, and even the weeds that were so stubborn that they never bowed their heads could only temporarily avoid the limelight and fall to both sides.

"Brother Pojun, Yue thanked me. Yue always said something that was true. After this, if Brother Pojun can obtain the boundary spirit weapon, Yue must do his best to escort and protect Brother Pojun~" Yue Shan said sincerely and did not make any false statement. He looked at Pojun and nodded slightly.

How can I do if I don’t have any conditions that will make him excited?

Po Jun looked at Qin Yao and others like an ant. His eyes just glanced at him and did not take everyone seriously. He said to Yue Shan: "Okay, since that's the case, then I'll deal with them quickly, and you and I can go back and make some preparations."

Yue Shan nodded heavily and looked at Qin Yao and others, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

"Kill~"

While staring, Yue Shan finally spit out a word. At that time, the two high-level emperors, including himself, and five early-level emperors, rushed towards Qin Yao and others quickly. This time, even if the world masters are coming, Yue Shan may not stop.

Qin Yao's eyes stood upside down and her expression was solemn. She looked at the seven powerful men flying towards her. An unprecedented murderous intent emerged.

Never die.

"Three elders, take Fan'er away, leave here for me." Qin Yao snorted coldly, and a white figure in her hand drew a white beautiful figure. As she turned in place, the ice field reappeared.

"Hmph, if it were millions of years ago, I would still value you, but now you are just an ant~" Po Jun's eyes were firm and his murderous intent was stern.

Millions of years ago, the Ice and Snow withered and defeated the Emperor of the Nine Realms. Qin Yao became famous in one battle and lost most of her skills.

Millions of years later, Pojun will take the opportunity to slaughter the shame.

"Mother, I've tried it for him."

Before Qin Yao could do anything, Mo Fan roared, used his feet together, and flew out, and a pair of flesh fists mixed with amazing momentum rushed towards Yueshan.

"Fan'er, don't."

Qin Yao was shocked when she saw this and hurriedly stopped her. Before the white dance belt was thrown out, Mo Fan's speed actually exceeded everyone's imagination. Under this desperate situation, he actually stimulated his potential.

"Well?" The responsible attack on Qin Yao Pojun was stunned when he saw this, and then he became surprised: "What? Without true energy and soul, he could actually kill Yue Gong, and dare to fight against the powerful emperor of the high-level emperor?"

In horror, Pojun's speed was half slower. Qin Yao took the opportunity to twist her body and attacked Yueshan directly.

A loving mother protects her son, and do her best to do it...

In just a short moment, two high-level emperors surrounded Qin Yao, and the mother and son Mo Fan were in a hurry and were in a hurry.

When Jing Lian, Shi Jue, Yi Qiankun saw this, he was shocked, but he wanted to withdraw and rescue him at this time, but he was distracted. After all, there were five powerful first-level emperors on the other side, and although Fu Quan also joined the battle group again, he was still far inferior.

"Peng~"

Yueshan's fist is strong and strong, shattering mountains and gravels, shaking through space, and countless space turbulent energy emerges from the black hole.

Mo Fan was defeated, and when he was fighting four punches, he was hit by Yue Shan and vomited blood. However, at this time, it was a personal opportunity to see that Mo Fan's punch just now actually made the domain space used by a high-level emperor like Yue Shan feel a faint crack.

"Doesn't have vitality or destroy the space domain of the high-level emperor?" Po Jun was even more surprised, and at the same time, he also knew that this person must be eliminated.

The murderous aura was a little bit clearer. While shooting, Pojun almost used 80% of his strength to attack Qin Yao, Mo Fan and his son.

At this critical moment, suddenly there was a powerful aura in the air with a rapid shooting. When he came to the sky above Pojun's head, an invisible pressure turned into a huge cage and suddenly enveloped the former.

"Who?" Such powerful strength even Po Jun's mind was slightly trembling, and he did not dare to block it. After the palm he slapped suddenly, most of the eighth level of force was lost. Qin Yao had reached a high-level emperor after all, and his skills were damaged, but his understanding of the laws of space had not changed. Seeing that Po Jun was so strong, Qin Yao could only activate his vitality with all his strength and open up his own field.

In the space, countless vital energy gathered towards the front, and the huge iceberg almost instantly penetrated into the sky. It suddenly blocked Pojun's fist strength.

Fortunately, the eight-legged essay power came in time, and Qin Yao just felt that her inner breath was a little stagnant and she did not suffer any substantial damage.

The powerful pressure dropped, and eight almost identical figures followed. Even Po Jun didn't recognize these eight people, and he had heard of them just now.

"You are the eight generals of the Ling Palace of Zixiao Sect?" Po Jun's sword eyebrows are like a mountain, and his sharpness is obvious.

Ling Da stood up loudly, without any fear because of Po Jun's powerful aura: "That's it."

"Do you know who I am?" Po Jun raised his eyebrows and threatened.

"Damn, I don't care who you are. You should die if you hit our master's son." Lingda is very steady, but when he really saw someone who dared to offend Mo Ran's family, the anger surged throughout his body.

"Uncle Quan took Fan'er away." In desperation, Qin Yao pulled over the seriously injured Mo Fan. When she saw that the boy was not dead, she hurriedly threw him to Fu Quan. As her mother, she rushed towards Yueshan regardless of the danger.

"As long as you block Yueshan, Fan'er will be able to escape."

"Mother, I won't leave~" Mo Fan shouted anxiously.

Yue Shan and Po Jun were stunned when they heard the sound, and thought to themselves: "What a strange boy, he was actually hit and not dead."

Thinking of this, the muscles on Yue Shan’s face twitched together and roared: “I want to run? It’s impossible, let me die.”

"Fan'er leaves quickly~"

"Mother~"

Qin Yao angrily waved the white dance belt, and even the space field was at its peak when it was not as strong as Yue Shan’s true energy. She had already been determined to die, and she could have a chance of her son’s survival.

However, at this moment of life and death, a golden light shone in the distance in the sky. This golden light mixed with the momentum of destruction, breaking through the constraints of space, as if showing a space jump, attacking the back of Yueshan's head incredibly fast.

At the same time, a slightly majestic figure rushed to the sky with the supreme vitality retained by the ancient times. The figure was sometimes empty and sometimes illusory, and it actually teleported continuously in the air.

The fist wind had arrived, and Qin Yao's space domain began to break. As the giant fist as the size of a casserole hit the delicate body, the figure finally appeared under the giant fist.

"Get out of here~"

As soon as the figure was shaking, an angry shout resounded. As a result, everyone could see the figure suddenly stretching out two fingers and pointing towards the giant fist at a speed that ordinary people could not foresee.

"Xuanhuang Eight Fingers~"

The voice of the figure contained anger, and murderous intent burst out. One pointered out and blocked the huge fist, then pointed at the chain, like flowing clouds and water. The space at the pointer cracked, and tiny black holes flowed one after another, like several black lacquer rays flying out, pounding.

"Ba~bha~bha~bha~bha~bha~bha~bha~bha~bha~bha

The figures did not stop. After blocking Yueshan, tens of thousands of points were pointed out in a row. The beating Yueshan hurriedly flew away, but still could not resist them all.

"Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~"

In the blink of an eye, Yue Shan was hit by thousands of fingers, and the wide robe on his body turned into pieces, and even the bronze-colored skin like a hard stone began to overflow with blood.

"Boom~"

No power to fight back...

The figure was so fast that it was ashamed. As the first-level emperor, Jing Lian and the two powerful people in the Jin and Tu Realm were not even able to see clearly, and Yue Shan was forced to retreat to a high altitude thousands of feet away. Finally, the figure flew up and kicked Yue Shan hard in the chest, causing Yue Shan to spit out a mouthful of blood and shoot out.

The attack completed in one go, knocking back a high-level emperor's powerful man. This man's strength was extremely high, and after he retreated to Yueshan, he did not stop at all. His tall figure just shook and came to Qin Yao's side.

"Yao'er, are you okay?"

The voice is soft, with a sense of worry, and it is completely unrestrained. It is hard to imagine that the exquisite combo technique just now was performed by this person who spoke.

"Mr.~"

"Father~"

"Moran~"

"Master~"

...

Everyone present at Zixiao Sect knew that when it comes to martial arts today, the only one person could beat Yue Shan until he blew his blood and flew back without any strength to fight back.

This person is Mo Ran.

Yao'er's smile like a lotus finally bloomed. Looking at Mo Ran in front of her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Honey, fortunately you are here."

Seeing that Qin Yao was fine, Mo Ranyan was relieved and asked, "Where is Fan'er, how is he?"

"Father, I'm fine." Mo Fan, who was supporting Fu Quan not far away, saw his father and hurriedly started calling.

Mo Ran turned around, glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Mo Ran was relieved when he saw that his wife and children were not bad.

His eyes turned slightly, and the eight generals of the Linggong Palace in the sky were still entangled with Pojun. Looking at the eight ripples that were shaking in the space, it was obvious that the Bakong Shake had already been used. And it was still slightly inferior.

Seeing this, Mo Ran's eyes turned cold, and his boundless murderous intent surged up. He shouted loudly: "Eight generals dodge."

A roar came out, and a shocking sword light stretched out from the purple knife held in his palm, slashing rapidly at the tall iron-casting man Pojun in the air.

"You should die if you hurt my wife and children~"
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