Kongchen moved, and Qu Weisan immediately protected him behind him.

Jin Haochen said irritably: "If this kid doesn't hand over the Xuanyue Sword, I will kill his accomplices. It's up to him to hand over it!"

Although Yan Qingrui and Lin Mofan were fighting, they looked around and listened to each other. She sneered and said, "If the person who protects the sword in Xuanyue Sword is so cruel and has a spirit in the sword body, would he need such a person to protect each other?"

Lin Mofan smiled and said, "Little brother, don't make a fuss about us. Xuanyue Sword is a weapon, how can weapons be divided between good and evil? Besides, you came to Mingjian Villa to steal swords, how good are you doing? Why can't you kill them?"

Yan Qingrui saw that Jin Haochen was about to take action, and said sternly: "Stop, I'll hand over the sword to you, you can let him go!"

Wang Chen said: "One word is certain!" He did not stop Jin Haochen just now, but also to distract Yan Qingrui. With the martial arts of the Fourth Elder, it would be easier to retake the Xuanyue Sword on her back when she was distracted.

However, he did not expect Yan Qingrui to put forward the conditions directly.

Qu Weisan suddenly said, "You can't hand over the sword to them!"

Jin Haochen smiled angrily and said, "Do you want to die?"

Yan Qingrui's eyes were sharp, and suddenly she touched her left hand in her thin boots, and another silver moon dagger was held in her hand, but the two daggers were not held in her hand, because the two daggers just circled around her hand into balls of light of all sizes, dancing into flowers, dancing into light, and dancing into a strangling light ball that grew on her wrist.

Her whole body was as fast as a white light, wrapped in a gust of cold wind and a strong energy, wrapped in lightning speed and dazzling body movements towards Lin Mofan.

It was like there were more than a dozen silver-faced boys, carrying more than twenty strangling light balls from all directions, instantly submerging Lin Mofan.

Wang Chen and Beichen Xuanbing couldn't help but shrink their pupils. Even if they used such a killer move, their eyesight could still tell that the young man had no internal strength. However, with such body movements, such means, such degree, such angle, and such murderous aura, how could he need any internal strength?

Wang Chen said anxiously: "Show mercy in your hands!"

He called his subordinates to show mercy.

Because he could see that when it comes to true, perhaps Lin Mofan might be stronger by relying on his internal strength.

But this silver-faced boy has a rich experience in facing the enemy, with ingenious moves, unique vision, quickness, and accurate calculations. The direction he attacked by his dagger light ball was all blind spots that Lin Mofan could not rescue and could not save himself.

The dagger that suddenly appeared out of her was as sharp as the previous one. It was damaged when it was touched and broken when it was touched.

Therefore, when Lin Mofan caught her off guard, she suffered a great loss. If this young man had murderous intentions, Lin Mofan would be unable to escape.

Beichen Xuanbing is ready to rescue Lin Mofan.

But at this moment, the result was already out.

Yan Qingrui did not hurt anyone, but her dagger pressed against Lin Mofan's neck. The cold god was cold and fierce, and his expression was calm. His entire aura seemed to control the entire audience.

Lin Mo and Fan Hua were so beautiful that she had never encountered such a failure.

Wang Chen and Bei Chen Xuanbing were both shocked and breathed a sigh of relief. The silver-faced boy's skills were too weird. He could create miracles in the impossible, and it was unexpectedly unexpected in unimaginable.
Chapter completed!