Chapter 124

"By the way."

As he walked, Yanqing suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look at Jingliu with suspicion: "You won't take this opportunity to run away, big sister?"

This woman was being so accommodating; could it be that she wanted the Mara-Struck here to trap him so she could escape?

"Jing Yuan really has spoiled you."

Hearing Yanqing's words, Jingliu remained expressionless: "All you do is talk."

"Fine, then we'll go first."

Seeing this, Yanqing decisively chose to trust this woman once and immediately pulled Lin Mo toward the front.

"Hmm? How can there still be people coming here?"

"It's the Cloud Knights, the style of the clothes they are wearing is that of the Cloud Knights."

"Tsk tsk, what audacity, to actually dare to come to our territory."

"I want to use their blood to irrigate the Immortal Traces!"

When Lin Mo and Yanqing stepped in and hadn't even walked far, they were noticed by six or seven Mara-Struck soldiers ahead, who immediately exclaimed in surprise.

There were actually people throwing themselves into a dead end!

"Hmph."

Before Lin Mo and Yanqing could even steady their footing, they felt a strong sense of hostility.

They became the focus here in an instant, tightly locked by the gazes of numerous Mara-Struck.

"Since you've delivered yourselves to our door, don't blame us for being impolite."

One of the Mara-Struck soldiers said in a sinister tone, his voice as sharp as a blade.

Without any further nonsense, the Mara-Struck soldiers immediately launched an attack.

Like arrows released from a bow, they rushed toward Lin Mo and Yanqing, carrying an ominous aura.

Their offensive was fierce, their vicious gazes seemingly wanting to devour the two.

However, Lin Mo and Yanqing were not ordinary people.

In an instant, they entered a combat state.

Yanqing's sword was as fast as lightning; with one swing, it cut through the air, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound.

Lin Mo was not to be outdone; his swordsmanship was skillful, and every strike was as steady and powerful as Mount Tai.

The two cooperated tacitly, as if they were one, and the battle reached a climax at this moment.

The attacks of the Mara-Struck soldiers shattered before them, like waves crashing against a reef, dissipating without a trace as the tide receded.

The sword light was like a woven net, not only defending perfectly but also finding flaws in every exchange to deliver a fatal blow.

Soon, many of the Mara-Struck soldiers who had originally surrounded Lin Mo and Yanqing had fallen.

When the last Mara-Struck soldier fell under their swords, Lin Mo and Yanqing stopped.

"Phew!"

Yanqing, having a chance to catch his breath, smiled lightly: "It seems our first time pairing up was quite good."

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

As he spoke, Yanqing turned his head to look behind him, and the triumphant smile on his face instantly froze.

What was going on? Jingliu, who had been following behind them, was nowhere to be seen.

"Did she run away?"

Yanqing frowned slightly, his heart tightening.

Lin Mo, however, looked ahead and said: "She's in front."

Lin Mo was not at all surprised by Jingliu's speed.

Just now, he didn't even want to make a move; Yanqing alone was enough.

But with Yanqing by his side, it wouldn't look good if he didn't act.

So Lin Mo had made a move as well.

"In front?"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Yanqing was stunned.

Subconsciously, he hurriedly turned his head to look.

Sure enough, he saw Jingliu's figure in the distance.

Jingliu was standing not far away, with Mara-Struck soldiers scattered all over the ground around her, each one lifeless.

"How is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, Yanqing's pupils constricted.

How could Jingliu's speed be so fast?

Yanqing was instantly shocked by the speed and power Jingliu had not revealed before.

He considered his own speed fast enough, and he had even joined forces with Lin Mo to solve the Mara-Struck soldiers in a flash.

He had never expected Jingliu's speed to be even better.

That agile figure, weaving through the blades and sword shadows like a ghost, left only a pile of enemy corpses to prove her existence.

"We've been left behind by her."

Yanqing whispered, his tone carrying a hint of imperceptible admiration.

Lin Mo was not surprised at all.

In Lin Mo's view, even if Yanqing used the power of the Path of the Hunt, he would only barely be able to keep up with Jingliu's speed.

"When did you get ahead of us?"

At this time, Yanqing had already walked over, looking at Jingliu and the few corpses lying beside her with a solemn expression.

"You are so slow, little brother."

Jingliu did not answer Yanqing's question but smiled lightly: "This speed won't do."

As she spoke, Jingliu vanished from where she stood in an instant.

"How is this possible?"

Seeing this, Yanqing's pupils shrank violently. She just disappeared?

She vanished without a trace, as if she had never appeared at all.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and spoken to her just now, he would have suspected that Jingliu hadn't been here at all.

While Yanqing was shocked, Lin Mo also fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about Jingliu's speed.

Logically speaking, Jingliu should have also stepped onto the Path of the Hunt to possess such exaggerated speed.

After all, before Jingliu fell into the Mara-Struck state, she was the Sword Champion of the Luofu, so mastering the power of a Path must have been the Path of the Hunt.

But from what he saw on the panel, Jingliu's Path was not the Hunt at all, but Destruction.

Lin Mo found it very strange why this was the case.

Especially now that Jingliu was displaying such exaggerated speed.

Lin Mo was a bit confused and didn't understand.

"Let's continue moving forward."

Looking at the shocked Yanqing, Lin Mo patted him on the shoulder, and they continued walking forward.

While walking, he even used the power of the Path of the Hunt.

After a short while, the group crossed a distance and climbed several stairs.

They saw Jingliu standing not far below with her hands behind her back, surrounded by fallen Mara-Struck soldiers.

The wounds on their bodies and the lingering sharp sword aura proved that they had just been instantly slain by a peerless swordsman.

"Ho-how is this possible!"

Seeing this, Yanqing looked shocked.

The other party's speed was actually so fast, and she had instantly slain these Mara-Struck.

He hadn't even seen a single sword on her.

Was she also a master of swordsmanship?

Compared to the shocked Yanqing, Lin Mo was not surprised at all, but rather had an "as expected" expression.