C10 Unable to escape from disaster

An intense killing intent flashed through Mo Jiu's eyes. He drew his sword, pointed it at the ground, and charged forward. Without a word, he had already started slashing and killing dozens of black-clothed men.

"Hmph, you refused a toast and refused a forfeit. Kill him for me!"

Watching his actions, Mo Tianlan's face darkened as he ordered his subordinates.

For a time, a wave of sword lights and sword shadows shone under the afterglow of the setting sun at the peak of the Chasm Cliff, emitting a dazzling rainbow light.

Mo Tianlan stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching everything that was happening before him. He paid no heed to the lives of his subordinates.

The strength of a Soul Martial Cultivator was determined by combining cultivation, martial skills, and weapons.

Normally, the strength of a practitioner of the Soul Martial Arts was determined by their cultivation, and then the martial skills and weapons they used were combined to make a judgment.

The higher one's cultivation, the stronger one was. Similarly, the higher the tier of a battle technique or weapon, the stronger their might would be.

Martial skills and weapons were used to increase one's strength. If the two were combined well, even if one's strength was a bit low, they would be able to fight against people with slightly higher cultivation.

There were four ranks of martial skills: the Saint Emperor of the Earth Emperor Realm and the Saint Emperor of the Earth Emperor Realm.

As for the weapons, there were also four ranks, the Saint Emperor of the Earth Emperor Realm.

At this moment, the sword in Mo Jiu's hand was only an ordinary weapon. It was an Earth-ranked divine weapon.

However, the sword technique he used was the Heaven Ranked Sword Technique, the Seven Deadly Sword.

The Seven Annihilations Swordplay was a low-grade heaven-step martial skill with sharp sword strokes. Each and every attack was fatal, as it was an assassin sword technique created for killing.

To be honest, Mo Jiu's Soul Shadow cultivation was not considered high compared to the rest of the people present. At the same time, the weapon in his hand was not of a high grade either.

However, an Inferior Grade Heaven Ranked Martial Technique could suppress all those present. No one could defeat it.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Tianlan's underlings suffered heavy casualties under the Seven Deadly Sword.

Blood dyed the peak of the Heaven's Chasm red.

At the foot of the mountain.

A plain looking, middle-aged man with his hands behind his back slowly walked over, slightly raising his head to look at the peak of the Chasm.

"You … In the end, there was still such a calamity, and it was hard to escape from it! " The plain middle-aged man muttered to himself.

After around the time it took for an incense stick to burn, on the peak of the Heavenly Chasm Cliff, dozens of black-clad cultivators were slashed into pieces by Mo Jiu's sword.

At this time, his entire body was drenched in blood. It was hard to tell which ones were his and which ones were his.

"Tsk tsk, not bad!" It seems like this old man has underestimated you in the past! "

Mo Tianlan looked at him, laughing sinisterly.

Mo Tiannan raised his sword and pointed it at Mo Tianlan as he said in a low voice, "Mo Tianlan, let go of my younger sister. The grudge between us shall be written off immediately!"

"Hehe, Mo Jiu, you're thinking quite beautifully!"

"Are you going to let me go or not?" However, Mo Jiu was staring at him with a murderous look in his eyes.

"It's fine to let her go, but this old man still has to say the same thing. Use your life as compensation!"

"And if I don't!"

"You don't? Good... Then this old man will give you another path! "

Mo Tianlan looked at him, a sinister light flashing across his eyes. He reached out his hand and pushed Mo Jiu Yu to the edge of the cliff.

"Since you don't want to use your life to repay her, then go save her yourself!" As he spoke, Mo Tianlan prepared to push Mo Jiu down the thousand zhang cliff with a single palm.

Mo Jiu looked and was immediately shocked in his heart.

"Mo Tianlan, you dare …"

His voice came to an abrupt stop, but Mo Tian Lan suddenly pushed Mo Xin out of the abyss.

Wu wu wu …

At the moment Mo Jiu fell, Mo Jiu could see the fear in the depths of his eyes.

Without any hesitation, he rushed forward and jumped down. He reached out and grabbed Mo Jiu's shoulder, and with his other hand, he gripped his sword and thrust it into the cliff face.

Sparks flew in all directions as the two figures rapidly descended.

"Hur hur, alright, the mission is completed!" After Mo Tianlan and Han Shanyue fell off the cliff, a relaxed smile immediately emerged on his face. He clapped his hands and immediately left.

He actually didn't even look at Mo Jiu and Mo Jiu's lives after they fell off the cliff. It was as if he already expected them to die, so he left with ease.

Hualala! Hualala!

As sparks and smoke filled the air, Mo Jiu's left hand grabbed Mo Jiu's fragrant shoulder, while his right hand wielded the sword. Using the sword tip and the cushion of the precipice, he finally slid down a certain distance, finally stopping his descent.

Because of this, Mo Jiu heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He lifted Mo Jiu's shoulder with his left hand and hugged him with his waist. A confident smile flashed across his face.

However, very quickly, his smile froze.

Pfft!

It was a very, very small sound, as if something had entered his body. Accompanied by an intense pain, Mo Jiu subconsciously looked down.

At this moment, there was a dagger in his chest. At the end of the dagger, Mo Jiu's small hand was still tightly clenched.

Mo Jiu trembled violently at this scene. He raised his head and looked at his younger sister Mo Jiu in disbelief.

"Is... "Why?"

he asked her, trembling, but instead he slapped at her.

Boom! *

He sent Mo Jiu flying with a palm strike and quickly fell into the abyss.

"Go to hell!"

A trace of evil flashed across Mo Jiu's face. It was unknown when, but her hands and feet had already been released, and the rag in her mouth had also disappeared.

When she saw that Mo Jiu had completely fallen into the ten thousand foot deep abyss, she flicked her finger and an almost transparent Sky Worm Silk shot towards the peak of the Heaven's Chasm. In the blink of an eye, she had smoothly followed the Sky Worm Silk back to the peak of the Heaven Chasm.

She turned around and looked at the three thousand foot deep abyss, and a demonic look appeared on her face.

"Why? Hehe … Because I am not your little sister, Mo Jiu! "

As she spoke, she raised her hand to rub her face. A piece of extremely exquisite human skin fell off.

Taking a closer look at her, he realized that she was a far cry from Miss Mo Jiu. Her previous appearance was a result of her human skin mask.

"You killed him?"

A quarter of an hour later, she and Mo Tianlan had reunited more than five kilometers away from the peak of the Heaven's Chasm.

"He's dead!"

"Well done!"

"Don't worry, I'm going to attack!"

"Hehe, how could I dare suspect the Patriarch's savior? Since Mo Jiu is dead, then the Patriarch can now rule over the entire Northern Cold City!"

"Your thoughts are too simple. There is still Song Liang in the Northern Cold City. As long as he is there, the Patriarch will not be able to rule over the entire Northern Cold City!"

"You mean …"

"According to the plan, the next step will be to deal with the City Lord of Northern Cold City, Song Liang!" The woman said to him.

Hearing this, Mo Tianlan frowned.

Song Liang was not as easy to deal with as a virgin like Mo Jiu. He was definitely a difficult character to deal with, and it did not seem wise for the Patriarch to make an enemy out of him.