Yun Ruohan and the others had never seen their little junior sister end up in such a miserable situation, and they were all furious for a while.

However, the next moment, they saw the face of the person standing in front of Mu Yan.

"Little Master?!!"

I saw Luo Yunxiao casually holding a sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was flashing with black and red Ming Yin Shengyan, and the tip of the sword was dripping with blood, dyeing the surrounding clouds and mist red.

At this time, he was walking step by step to Mu Yan, who was almost dying, and looked down at her.

The expression on his face was cold and indifferent, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead object that had nothing to do with him.

But how is this possible? !

The little uncle has always been the one who loves the younger sister the most. In order to save the younger sister, he often even sacrifices his own life!

How could he be willing to hurt the little sister? !

The people of Xiaoyaomen wanted to rush in, but found that there was an invisible barrier inside and outside the gate of the sky.

They simply can't get through.

"Uncle Junior, Uncle Junior, what are you doing?!! That's Junior Sister!"

Hearing the roars of several people, Luo Yunxiao slowly turned his head and looked at the six people.

"You are here too?"

Luo Yu said with hope: "Little Master Uncle, do you still know us? What happened? Did someone control you?"

Luo Yunxiao lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's good that you are here. From love to hate, no worries, it can be considered to completely end Luo Yunxiao's last fetters in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently waved the long sword in his hand.

Hearing a click, Mu Yan, who was lying on the ground, let out a scream, blood dripping.

"Little Junior Sister——!!"

The eyes of everyone in Xiaoyaomen were red.

They frantically wanted to kill people, but the barrier of the Lord and Slave world blocked their way.

Luo Yu gritted his teeth and said, "You are not a little uncle, a little uncle will never hurt Sixth Senior Sister, what the hell are you!!"

Luo Yunxiao stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and Mu Yan's bloody body flew up.

The slender, jade-like fingers gently curled up and flicked on Mu Yan's remaining hand.

Only to hear the sound of clicking again, and the bones of the right hand are broken.

The Seven Absolutes Sword could no longer be held, it fell from the blood dripping fingers, and disappeared without a trace.

"I killed you!!!" Leng Yumo roared, and the red lotus seizing sword suddenly slashed out, the flames soaring to the sky.

However, the barriers between the master and slave worlds could not even be broken through by Mo Qingshan back then.

Not to mention them.

At this moment, Chu Moli's cold voice came from behind several people: "Get out of the way."

A few people from Xiaoyaomen just pushed a few steps away, and a painting that had burned most of it crashed into the barrier.

As soon as the picture scroll touched the barrier, it immediately burned violently.

The entire gate of the sky hummed and vibrated.

Chu Moli's face was pale, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes stared at the burning scroll for a moment, as if there was a black flame transpiring in his eyes.

"Third Senior Brother, can you break through this barrier?"

As soon as Ling Yusheng's words came out, Chu Moli had already disappeared.

The burning scroll also finally turned to ashes.

When he appeared again, Chu Moli was already inside the gate of the sky.

However, the barrier still did not disappear.

Even Chu Moli, the master of Jiuli, could not destroy the barrier between the master and slave worlds.

But he cannot destroy, but he can enter.

The silver longbow appeared in Chu Moli's hand, the black arrow slowly condensed, and the tip of the arrow was aimed at Luo Yunxiao's eyebrows.

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