Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens

Hearing the voice, Mo Li slowly turned his head and looked at the approaching Nan Po Yue. Mo Li forced out a smile, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Let's see how long you can continue laughing for!" Nan Po Yue snorted coldly, and the hand holding the sword involuntarily tightened.

He had always been the only one who mocked others. How could others despise him?

"Southern Shattering Moon!" Taking advantage of someone in a dangerous situation, what kind of hero are you?! " Ning Qianyu finally couldn't help but speak up!

From the start of the battle until now, Mo Li hadn't even glanced at her. It was as if he had fulfilled his previous promise — they were now passersby.

Ning Qianyu's heart was in pain, but she had no choice but to step forward when she saw Mo Li being seriously injured over and over again until now, and his life was in danger!

She didn't want to defy the sect, but she also didn't want to bury her conscience!

"Qian Yu, what are you doing!" Seeing Ning Qianyu standing in front of Nan Po Yue, the leader of the ministers frowned and shouted coldly.

"I …"

"Miss!" Ning Qianyu was about to speak, but a weak voice came from the corner of the room, "Thank you for speaking up for my sake, but … No need! Just with this piece of trash, he still can't kill me! "

Girl?

Her strange tone made Ning Qianyu feel a dull pain in her chest.

Did he really treat me as a complete stranger? Or was it because he was worried that he would implicate me?

"You're courting death!"

Nan Po Yue did not care what Mo Li was thinking. This fellow still dared to ignore him even at this level, and this was unbearable for him!

While Ning Qianyu was still stunned, Southern Broken Moon had already appeared in front of Mo Li. The long sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Mo Li's chest!

Even though Mo Li was no longer able to gather battle qi and move his body, he still raised his long sword to block the attack from the opponent the instant that Nan Pingyue attacked.

"Clang!"

A seemingly casual strike actually contained the fusion of several battle qi. Nan Poyue originally thought that Mo Li was at the end of his strength, but who would have thought that he would still have the strength to block his attack?

As the two swords clashed, the confident South Splitting Moon was swept away by Mo Li's sword. His body staggered back a good distance before regaining his balance.

Mo Li's mouth revealed a hint of ridicule as he looked disdainfully at Nan Po Yue. Although he did not say anything, the disdain in his eyes made Nan Po Yue angry.

"Cloud Chasing Sword!"

The fiery red battle qi whizzed out from the sword in Nan Poyun's hand. The light in Mo Li's eyes condensed into a beam as he clenched his teeth to keep himself awake. Unknowingly, a snow-white ice needle had appeared in his left hand.

Mo Li took a deep breath and fiercely stabbed the ice needle in his heart. His body, which was half-leaning against the wall, suddenly stood up.

The golden sword flashed with a dazzling light, and with a sweep of its blade, it managed to block all of Nan Pingyue's accumulated attacks.

"Bang!"

The battle qi struck on Nan Po Yue's chest, knocking his body far away.

"Puff …"

He spat out a mouthful of blood while lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. He couldn't figure out why this guy was still so strong even now.

Not only was it South Heaven's Broken Moon, but the other experts of the three sects were also shocked by Mo Li's performance!

Everyone, who had originally been slightly relaxed, once again became fully alert. Looking at this youth standing upright in the drizzle like a god of war, they could not believe that he could still erupt with such a terrifying attack after receiving such heavy injuries.

What kind of monster was this kid?

While everyone was still in shock at Mo Li's performance, Mo Li's body fell backwards.

Mo Li lay quietly in the rain with his eyes closed, breathing weakly. At this moment, he had completely lost consciousness.

Seeing the young man's body fall to the ground, Ning Qianyu wanted to step forward and examine him, but when she recalled the difference in his tone earlier, her feet felt as heavy as a thousand gold.

The three reverends from the Cloud Chasing Pavilion were originally gathered around Nan Poyun to check on his injuries, and seeing Mo Li fall to the ground, one of the old men frowned. He got up and said, "I'll go and see if this kid is dead!"

The old man walked step by step towards where Mo Li was lying on the ground. The young man had shocked them enough today that even the old man had to maintain his vigilance.

When he arrived beside Mo Li, the youth still didn't have the slightest reaction. The old man then heaved a sigh of relief.

A savage look appeared on the old man's face as he raised the blade high above his head.

"No!"

Ning Qianyu finally snapped out of her daze and ran in the direction of Mo Li.

The old man seemed to have not heard Ning Qianyu's shouts. At this moment, he only wanted to kill Mo Li and avenge his big brother!

"Clang!"

His right hand had just chopped down, but the smile on the old man's face did not disappear. The blade that was tightly clenched flew out of his hand as if it had been attacked by a powerful force, and deeply embedded into the ground.

In the drizzling rain, a snow-white figure gradually appeared at the mouth of the alley.

She was wearing a white dress and her face was covered with a veil. It was hard to see her face, but a faint cinnabar mole between her brows exuded an ethereal and breathtaking feeling.

The young girl stepped on the slender treasure sword and flew through the air like a celestial fairy, intimidating everyone at first glance.

The girl flew to Mo Li's side and gracefully jumped off the small sword. From start to finish, her gaze was only on the youth lying on the ground.

"Who are you!"

The old man's face was full of seriousness. Looking at the young girl who had ruined his plan, he stealthily stepped back to open up some distance. He no longer had the saber and fists on his back.

Ning Qianyu also stopped running. She looked at the girl who was slowly squatting down beside the youth. She was so confident about her appearance that she actually started to feel ashamed of her own inferiority.

Even though her face was covered by a veil, her temperament made her not doubt that this girl's appearance was enough to charm all living things.

The young girl did not pay attention to the old man's question, nor did she pay any attention to the cautious gazes of the crowd. He reached out his hand and gently caressed Mo Li's bloody face. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to melt the world's toughest steel.

"So many years have passed, but you still can't learn to take care of yourself!" The sound was like a stream in the mountains, even more hazy in the alleyway filled with drizzling rain.

Carefully supporting the youth, the girl pulled Mo Li's arm around her neck and her right arm around Mo Li's waist before she gently leapt onto the small sword floating silently at the side.

"Lady! You can't take him away! "

The crowd finally reacted, and the eleven Heart Forging experts instantly surrounded the young girl.