Chapter 4335

Shen Tianyu heard this and nodded slightly.

He also understood that he could not keep letting Jun Xiaoyao protect them.

Jun Xiaoyao had no such obligation.

Subsequently, Shen Tianyu also issued an order.

The people of the Sword Dynasty also began to disperse.

Jun Xiaoyao left directly with Ye Guchen, Xu Wanyun, and others.

He also had to start considering how to deal with Mo Qingyun and Qin Haoran.

Jun Xiaoyao was certain that both of them were definitely in the Sword Prison of Buried Dao now.

They might even have started laying out plans and calculations on how to target him.

However, Jun Xiaoyao naturally would not worry, meeting all changes with one constant.

And, compared to Mo Qingyun and Qin Haoran.

Jun Xiaoyao was more interested in the situation within this Sword Prison of Buried Dao.

Perhaps some interesting things would happen later.

And as the Sword Dynasty crowd dispersed.

Those sword slaves also began to hunt down many cultivators everywhere.

It was not just the Sword Dynasty.

The other Taiyao Heavenly River forces that entered the Sword Prison of Buried Dao were all attacked.

There were also some Myriad Eras Sword Realm cultivators who were the same.

Those sword slaves had no human thinking or rationality, and would not distinguish between camps.

The whole scene was incomparably chaotic.

Under such circumstances, the people of the Sword Dynasty dispersed and fought on their own.

On the side of the Protector Sword Emperor Mansion.

Led by Mo Mingyuan, Mo Xuanfei, and others, they were also fighting some sword slaves.

However, in the midst of this slaughter.

Mo Xuanfei left the team and dispersed from Mo Mingyuan and the others.

And what was even worse was.

She was locked onto by a group of sword slaves and hunted and besieged.

She could only fly through the air and flee toward the depths of the wasteland.

However, Mo Xuanfei did not have any panic.

Because she had a jade talisman given to her by Jun Xiaoyao on her body.

It could transmit messages.

However, Mo Xuanfei did not want to trouble Jun Xiaoyao; after all, Jun Xiaoyao had no obligation to protect her.

And just at this time.

In front of Mo Xuanfei, the earth suddenly shook.

Accompanied by a soaring sword Qi.

A powerful sword slave broke free from the depths of the earth.

Piercing sword Qi surged from his body and spread out.

That pressure made Mo Xuanfei's beautiful face unable to help but change slightly.

Shoo!

A sword light slashed across the sky, incomparably heavy, with the force of ten thousand jun, and the space roared.

Mo Xuanfei's aura also erupted, and she blocked with her sword.

Accompanied by a collision wave.

Mo Xuanfei's delicate body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, and a mouthful of blood could not help but be spat out.

Roar!

The sword slave struck again, and the sword blade was about to pierce Mo Xuanfei.

Mo Xuanfei bit her lip slightly.

However, just at this time.

A sword light suddenly slashed from afar and fell toward the sword slave.

The sword slave saw this and turned back with a sword.

Mo Xuanfei was stunned, her beautiful eyes looked over, and then she froze!

A man in green robes appeared before her eyes.

It was Mo Qingyun!

At this moment, Mo Qingyun's body faintly emitted a powerful pressure that made Mo Xuanfei feel incomparably strange.

His aura made Mo Xuanfei feel a sense of trembling.

Mo Qingyun drew his sword and attacked the sword slave, with magnificent sword Qi flowing on his body, accompanied by hazy phantoms of all living beings.

In just a few moves, that powerful sword slave was completely annihilated.

Mo Qingyun looked at Mo Xuanfei.

She was wearing a green silk dress, her features were incomparably exquisite, and her skin was like ice and snow.

Seeing this familiar person, Mo Qingyun also took a deep breath.

"Second Sister..."

However...

With a clang, Mo Xuanfei held a long sword and pointed it at Mo Qingyun.

In her beautiful eyes, there was a trace of deep hatred.

If it could be said that at the Sacred Sacrifice Sword Ceremony, Mo Qingyun's performance was still within the scope of her surprise.

Then now, the strength Mo Qingyun displayed made Mo Xuanfei feel completely strange.

It was as if she were facing another person.

"Who exactly are you? Is this your true strength?"

Mo Xuanfei gripped the sword in her hand tightly, with bone-deep hatred in her eyes.

Her younger brother Mo Qingyun, although his talent had been average since childhood and not too outstanding.

But this, instead, made her, as the older sister, take even more care of her little brother, and they had deep feelings.

However, now, the stronger Mo Qingyun became.

The more Mo Xuanfei felt that her former little brother was completely gone.

The person in front of her was just an existence that had possessed Mo Qingyun.

Regardless of what kind of reincarnation, possession, or awakening of past wisdom it was.

Her former brother was completely gone.

"Second Sister, I am still Mo Qingyun, I just awakened my past wisdom later..."

Looking at Mo Xuanfei's expression, Mo Qingyun also said.

"Heh... past wisdom, then who exactly are you?"

"Also, you have always hidden the fact that you possess the Sword-Devouring Body."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Xuanfei's tone was cold.

From the fact that Mo Qingyun deliberately hid the Sword-Devouring Body, it could be seen.

He definitely had schemes and conspiracies.

Even the closest people could not be trusted.

How could Mo Xuanfei think that this person was still the simple and persistent little brother from before?

"I didn't deliberately hide it, it was all because of that Jun Xiaoyao!"

Mentioning this, anger surged in Mo Qingyun's eyes.

If it weren't for Jun Xiaoyao, how could he have ended up in this state.

Breaking with the closest people, and even the Sword Dynasty had been hunting him down, looking for his whereabouts.

"No matter what, I will tell Young Master Jun about this!"

Mo Xuanfei took out a jade talisman and directly sent a message.

Mo Qingyun saw this, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

However, he did not stop her.

After sending the message, Mo Xuanfei saw Mo Qingyun's expression, and her eyes paused.

"You, what exactly do you want to do?"

She felt that Mo Qingyun seemed a bit wrong; shouldn't he have stopped her from sending the message?

After all, even if Mo Qingyun's strength was so powerful now.

But Mo Xuanfei did not think he could deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qingyun suddenly confessed.

"My past life was the Qingyun Sword Emperor."

Mo Xuanfei's face froze.

"In my past life, I had no friends or family I could rely on or trust."

"In this life, I originally thought it would be different."

"But you, you disappointed me too much."

"Compared to trusting me, you trust that Jun Xiaoyao more."

"Since that is the case..."

Mo Qingyun let out a deep breath.

Originally, he did not want to sever the karma of his relatives in this life.

But now it seemed there was no need to save it.

In the future, his only goal was to obtain the Human Sword Ancestor's legacy and then ascend to the peak.

As for the present...

Mo Qingyun raised his hand to suppress Mo Xuanfei.

"What are you doing!"

Mo Xuanfei's aura surged, and she attacked at the same time.

But originally, she couldn't even deal with the previous Mo Qingyun.

Let alone deal with Mo Qingyun, whose cultivation base had skyrocketed again and who had comprehended the Sword Dao of All Living Beings.

In just one move, she was suppressed by Mo Qingyun, unable to escape the shackles.

"Even if I die, I will not..."

Mo Xuanfei wanted to struggle, or even self-destruct her origin, but it was difficult to do so.

"You cannot die now; after all, you just sent a message."

"Surely that Jun Xiaoyao will not ignore you, right?"

A cold smile curled up on the corner of Mo Qingyun's mouth.

"You did this on purpose!"

Mo Xuanfei reacted immediately.

Mo Qingyun deliberately let her send a message to Jun Xiaoyao.

Clearly, Mo Qingyun wanted to set a trap for Jun Xiaoyao to jump into.

"Sorry, I can only use you as bait," Mo Qingyun smiled indifferently.

He had long since set a trap for Jun Xiaoyao.

Next, it was time to invite the guest into the urn.