768: C768 Zhou Yi

C768 Zhou Yi

The two of them were not slow, and the force in their hands was unmatched.

In just a short moment, she had already arrived before Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng's body was already at the end of its strength. If this force were to hit her body, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, she gritted her teeth, activated the Spiritual Force in her body, and controlled her body to retreat quickly.

However, when she retreated, her aura followed right behind her. The distance between the two was less than an inch.

At this moment, a stone appeared in Mo Qingcheng's hand. It was something Zhou Yi had given her, and she couldn't bear to use it. It wasn't the right time yet, but wasn't this the most dangerous time?

Then what if he used it himself?

After avoiding the next attack, she was still unable to dodge the next one. Furthermore, she wasted something Zhou Yi gave her, so in the end, Mo Qingcheng still took that clean and beautiful stone and waved her arms, intending to gather all her energy into her Dantian.

He then formed an energy barrier in front of him.

Mo Qingcheng knew that this, was also the last limit she could endure. It was simply impossible for a single Dedusting Stage to contend against Indestructible Gold Body Realm.

At this moment, she thought of Zhou Yi. She didn't know where Zhou Yi was, whether he was safe or not, and how was the investigation going with Demonic Cultivator.

She really wanted to take another look at Zhou Yi, because she knew that she wouldn't be able to win a one on one, three on one, and only death awaited her.

Everything happened in a flash.

The energy shockwave had already arrived in front of him.

Mo Qingcheng helplessly closed her eyes, waiting for the final strike.

Boom! *

A low and resounding explosion of energy suddenly sounded in front of her.

"It should be very painful, right? Or is it that when a person is truly dead, he doesn't feel pain? " Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes tightly, but the anticipated pain didn't come.

"You're Zhou Yi?" Suddenly, he heard an uncertain voice coming from afar.

"What, you miss me?" Zhou Yi's lazy voice sounded in front of Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng suddenly opened her eyes and saw a tall and sturdy back. Mo Qingcheng could not recognize wrongly, it was Zhou Yi's back.

"Brother Yi, you're finally back!" Mo Qingcheng only had time to say that sentence before she collapsed limply onto the ground.

Zhou Yi quickly reached out his hand and held Mo Qingcheng in his arms.

Looking at her pale face, anger rose up from the bottom of Zhou Yi's heart. He desperately needed to vent it out.

"Mister!" At this moment, Wang Chuan suddenly appeared in the underground parking lot, shouted to Zhou Yi, and then ran over quickly.

When he saw Mo Qingcheng in Zhou Yi's arms, he lowered his head in embarrassment, "Sorry sir, it was my fault. I, I didn't protect President Mo well."

Zhou Yi turned around and placed Mo Qingcheng on Wang Chuan's hand. Then, he gently caressed her face and said, "Protect her well, or take her away!" With that, Zhou Yi waved his hand and set up a barrier around the two of them.

Wang Chuan looked up and glanced at the other side. There were obviously three people, but there was only Zhou Yi on the other side. He was a little worried for Zhou Yi.

"Don't worry about me, let's go!" Zhou Yi said in a low voice and then walked forward.

Wang Chuan wanted to say something, but in the current situation, it was Mo Qingcheng's body that was most important. Zhou Yi's ability, Wang Chuan was not particularly worried.

Thinking about that, Wang Chuan quickly backed off with Mo Qingcheng on his back.1

"Zhou Yi, where have you been hiding recently? It sure was hard for us to find you!" The old Di from before sneered.

"Hide?" Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I'm not going to hide from you!"

"You! "Hmph …" The other Demonic Cultivator sneered, "Since we met you today, you should just obediently surrender!"

"That will depend on whether you have the ability or not!" Zhou Yi said coldly.

Then, one of them, Demonic Cultivator, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I, Chen Ling, would like to see for myself where exactly did you get the guts to do so!"

As his voice faded, Demonic Cultivator slightly clenched his palm, and a long black blade instantly appeared in his palm. On the surface of the blade, there was a layer of dense Spiritual Force.

Boom! * Chen Ling's face was overcast. His feet abruptly stepped on the ground and several cracks instantly appeared on the ground. His body then turned into a sharp light figure that hacked down towards Zhou Yi.

Facing the opponent's attack, Zhou Yi did not retreat but instead advanced. The dark shadow in his hand had already sprouted a meter high black flame, mixed with the attacks of the Wailing Wind Breaking Sound. Under the shine of the black fire, it became small instead.

Clang! The blade and sword collided with each other, emitting an ear-piercing hum.

Chen Lin's body was knocked back several steps by this attack.

Seeing that he was pushed back so easily by Zhou Yi, a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

However, before he could think it through, Zhou Yi moved.

As his figure dashed out explosively, the shadows in his hand turned into streaks of black light. In a blink of an eye, they had already arrived in front of him.

Ding ding dang dang! Seeing that Zhou Yi had already charged forward, Chen Ling did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He hastily brandished the long sword in his hand and quickly intersected with the shadow in Zhou Yi's hand.

After a few exchanges, Chen Ling's face instantly turned pale, because he could clearly feel the strong power contained in Zhou Yi's darkness. Not only that, his weapon had crossed swords, even though in just a short moment, the demonic qi inside the blade had lost more than half of its strength.

Crack! Before the shock in Chen Ling's heart could dissipate, another crisp sound rang out.

His gaze slowly shifted in the direction of the voice, then suddenly stopped.

He only saw that his own blade had already started to show cracks. If this were to continue, it would take less than fifteen minutes before his blade would completely shatter into pieces.

However, Zhou Yi didn't seem to want to give Chen Mu any chance to think. The shadow in his hand suddenly flipped and once again tore through the air, ruthlessly chopping at the opponent's long blade.

A clear sound rang out again. The other two people also stared at that long blade. Sure enough, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, that long blade actually slowly turned into countless pieces.

Not only that, at the moment when the long blade was about to disappear, an extremely powerful force also passed through the long blade and smashed onto Chen Ling's chest.

Immediately, Chen Ling's complexion turned deathly pale. Following that, he vomited a mouthful of blood. Like a kite with its string cut, his body flew backwards for over ten meters before crashing onto the ground.

This attack was out of everyone's expectations. They didn't expect Chen Ling to be injured so badly that he vomited blood.

It seemed that they had to be extra careful in the upcoming battle. Then, the two of them looked at each other and charged straight at Zhou Yi …

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