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Chapter 59 Is it time for this guy to make a move?

Chapter 59 Is it time for this guy to make a move?
"How can there be such a fast battle?"

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

However, when everyone was silent.

There was a sudden snort.

A gorgeous firework bloomed in mid-air, burning out beautiful patterns.

Seeing this, the expressions of all the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School changed.

Then, the horn was blown, and the rapid sound was heard.

"Enemies have already appeared on the cliff east of the mountain gate. They have broken through the defense and are coming towards the city wall. Get ready to fight immediately!"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect suddenly changed their complexions, lit up their soul rings, summoned their martial souls, and all of them prepared to fight.

this side.

Mo Yun walked towards the purple-haired woman step by step, like a god of death demanding his life.

What no one knew was that under the shroud of mist, Mo Yun's face twitched and he was speechless at this moment.

"You shouldn't be summoning the Martial Soul to play."

"Oh, I still underestimated my own strength, I almost killed someone with just one knife..."

"It's so serious that you almost beat your own people to death?"

"Sure enough, it's not good to be too strong. Looking at the mainland, I'm as lonely as snow..."

"However, the Shura Sword can actually simulate even non-existing martial souls like the Qinglong Yanyue Saber. This is somewhat against the sky."

Mo Yun sighed, and walked slowly in front of the purple-haired woman.

The purple-haired woman is the title Douluo of the Wuhun Temple.

It's just that Mo Yun didn't have much impression of her.

In the original plot, Mo Yun didn't remember such a character.

"Butterfly Effect again?" Mo Yun frowned.

Afterwards, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"Forget it, go back and ask Tiangang to see what's going on with this woman."

While thinking, Mo Yun walked over to the sluggish purple-haired woman.

"What are you going to do?" The purple-haired woman's expression was extremely cold.

She took a deep breath, pulled herself together, and prepared to continue fighting.

Although facing such a powerful enemy, there is no chance of winning.

But she still wants to fight to the last moment.

As the elder of Wuhun Hall.

As a title Douluo.

She has her own pride.

It's just that she never expected that the originally foolproof plan of Wuhundian would be disrupted by a mysterious person who appeared out of nowhere.

"Now, I can only look at the one enshrined by Tiangang..."

The purple-haired woman took a deep breath, quickly circulated her soul power, and wanted to summon the martial soul again.

It's a pity that just as she started to use her soul power, she spit out a big mouthful of blood, her body staggered, as if she would faint on the ground at any moment.

She couldn't exert any strength at all.

The strength of the mysterious man holding a strange sword is too terrifying.

Just one stab wounded her so badly that she had no chance to resist.

"Are you going to die..."

The purple-haired woman raised her head slightly, looking into the endless deep space.

She was so desperate that she didn't even have the strength to resist.

She smiled miserably, closed her eyes like autumn water, and waited for the mysterious man to slash her to death.

However, after a while, the mysterious man did not move, and she was still intact.

"He didn't kill me, did he have other purposes?"

"Could it be?"

The purple-haired woman seemed to have thought of something, gasped, and her complexion changed drastically.

However, the next moment, she found herself enveloped by a terrifying aura.

Soon, she found that someone knocked hard on her forehead, and then she lost consciousness.

The moment before she lost consciousness, the purple-haired woman trembled all over, with a miserable smile on her beautiful face.

"It's just knocking out, not beheading directly..."

"He really plotted against me..."

"Sometimes, being too beautiful is also a sin..."

She did not expect that her fame in the first life would be buried here.

With a snap, the purple-haired woman collapsed to the ground and passed out.

On the other side, Mo Yun's face twitched, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter, looking at the purple-haired woman with an unusually expressive expression and serious self-importance.

"What the hell is this woman thinking about?"

"Look at her determined face, trembling with nervousness, don't you think I'm going to do something to her?"

Thinking of this, Mo Yun's complexion changed, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said angrily: "How can an honest gentleman like me be so dirty?!"

"Hehe, so Titled Douluo can be so funny?"

After spouting a few words indiscriminately, Mo Yun's expression froze, he stretched out his hand and quickly pinched out a few seal formulas, and hit them in different directions.

After a while, the space in front of him distorted.

A silver space vortex suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yun.

This is where the gate of the trapping formation in the sand is located.

Concentrated, Mo Yun opened the door of the formation casually, then picked up the purple-haired woman like a chicken, and threw it back into the formation.

"Okay, let's rest for a while. When you wake up and your injuries have stabilized, by then, the battle will almost be over."

"See you later."

As he spoke, Mo Yun shook his head, turned and left, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

A moment later, Mo Yun's figure appeared on the city wall again.

Of course, at this moment, he is already in a normal state.

Seeing Mo Yun's figure appear, Ning Rongrong was overjoyed, and hurried forward to hug him.

"Mo Yun, why did you go? There seems to be a battle on the sandy ground just now, it's so dangerous..." Ning Rongrong said with a worried expression.

The sandy land was a little far away from her side, so she couldn't see clearly what was going on there.

"It's okay, I just went to watch a lively scene, aren't you coming back?" Mo Yun stroked Ning Rongrong's soft hair.

"Yeah, it's good that it's okay, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is too dangerous now, let's stay here, Grandpa Jian is nearby, he will protect us well." Ning Rongrong instructed.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mo Yun scratched his head, feeling a little helpless.

This girl always likes to underestimate his strength.

However, at this moment, Mo Yun's face was slightly condensed, and he looked towards the east.

He sensed a familiar breath.

At the same time, there was a humming sound, and the space trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Then, an extremely terrifying aura enveloped the direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

There was a muffled sound.

A huge snow-white sword light flashed and struck towards the wall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Boom!

The snow-white sword light bombarded the city wall, like a thunderclap, with great momentum.

After a while of "earth shaking and mountain shaking", the city wall several meters thick collapsed, and a huge gap appeared.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yun's eyes widened slightly.

"I attached a defensive circle to this city wall, but it was also split by a sword?"

"Hey, Tiangang is getting stronger and stronger..."

Soon, Mo Yun seemed to have thought of something, and stared intently at a dark place not far away.

"This guy Chen Xin, should he make a move?"

As soon as Mo Yun's voice fell, there was a cold voice from over there.

(End of this chapter)