Miyano gripped the falcon's claws tightly with his left hand, while his right hand made a grasping motion in mid-air. A continuous stream of spiritual energy overflowed from his fingertips, condensing into a semi-transparent light membrane around Ruan Xianxian's body.

The moment the barrier was formed, the man withdrew his right hand and fell freely. After landing, he knelt on one knee, with very faint bloodstains seeping from his palm.

"Get out of the way!"

Another sharp cry rang out overhead. Mu Xia stood atop the broken wall, her body crackling with lightning. She raised her hand, gathering all her power, and the electricity surging from her fingertips tore through the air.

Transforming into a ferocious lightning serpent, it lunged at Morris, who was enveloped in golden light after the arrival of reinforcements. However, the moment it touched the lightning serpent, a sizzling melting sound erupted.

He spoke, his deep voice emanating from beneath the golden light.

"Your lightning contains destructive power, yet it cannot taint the holy light." As Morris finished speaking, a blade of light materialized in his hand, which he slashed down at the lightning snakes roaming around him.

When the two met, the Razer shattered like glass, while the Blade, in contrast, was only slightly dimmer.

Protecting the target and handing Maurice over to Mu Xia, Miyano lowered his body, the broken blade in his hand gleaming coldly in the white moonlight, and faced the attack of the remaining nine people alone.

With a flick of the wrist, the broken blade sliced ​​through the air, slicing open the throat of the old man with the mangled face.

He had already spun around and knocked away another person's magical weapon, the blade scraping the ground and sparking.

Ruan Xianxian felt as if a monster was tearing at her soul, and as she was in agony, a hoarse, raspy voice came from her ear.

Saying that lightning is no match for holy light, did you eat a flatbread with scallions for lunch? What a boastful tone.

Ruan Xianxian's scarlet pupils dilated in pain, and Gong Ye, sensing her outburst, promptly withdrew his defensive barrier.

She was like a wild bull, completely disregarding the holy light surrounding Maurice.

Each punch carried a whistling sound as it tore through the air, slamming hard into the little golden figure that stung her eyes.

"Clang!" The Morris Holy Light Armor burst forth with a blinding light, forcefully taking the heavy punch.

The Holy Light Armor trembled violently under Ruan Xianxian's berserk power.

"You die!"

Morris frowned as he looked at his opponent, whose eyes were unfocused. The opponent's exposed skin had been burned by the holy light, yet he continued to launch a fierce attack as if he felt no pain.

"An ant trying to shake a tree." An elbow strike imbued with purifying power slammed into Ruan Xianxian's chest.

"Pfft!" Ruan Xianxian coughed up blood after being hit hard, but her muddled eyes suddenly cleared a little, and a sinister smile appeared on her blood-stained face.

Her body surged forth again, as if she had found a way to relieve that pain.

Morris's eyes flashed with deep impatience. Was this little Chinese kid a complete idiot?

Each time she was sent flying and crashed heavily into the ruins, she would rush back like she was on steroids to continue taking the beating.

Just as he was preparing to gather even stronger holy light to kill in one blow, an incredibly powerful force emanated from a higher mountaintop in the far distance.

Sensing that force, Morris made a decisive decision: "Retreat!"

At the same time, he cursed inwardly, "How could it be him? How could it be him? Martial arts madman!"

Why doesn't he guard the sea area and instead comes here to wait to be struck by lightning?

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Why don't you just die?!

Morris moved with lightning speed; he didn't want to face that madman, who would at least be half-dead if not killed.

His body radiated holy light, forcing back Ruan Xianxian, who was like a piece of chewing gum, relentlessly chasing and biting him as soon as she caught a breath.

The holy robe, enveloping the eight surviving people in the arena, quickly disappeared into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Ruan Xianxian stood still, her scarlet pupils gradually regaining some clarity. She took a step forward, blankly chasing after the direction Morris had fled.

A large hand pulled her up, and she caught a whiff of the familiar tobacco scent. Her body swayed, and she finally collapsed weakly into Miyano's arms.

"Don't worry." A tall figure silently descended beside the two of them, the man pointing his fingers like a sword and gently touching Ruan Xianxian's brow.

“He has been cursed by a Southeast Asian black magic. The person can’t be too far away. I’ll bring him back and use his blood to break the curse on the little girl.”

It was actually a curse. A chilling glint flashed in Miyano's eyes as he pulled the person closer.

From the few memories he had recovered, he knew that black magic required taking a part of the body, such as the blood or hair of the person being cursed.

Who is plotting against them from the shadows?

Miyano felt a growing suspicion. His pupils reflected the blood-stained face of his target, his eyes were dark, with a thin red tinge at the corners, conveying a sense of madness and reckless destruction.

Seeing her shift uncomfortably in his arms, her eyes, filled with gloom and violence, were sticky like wet vines, making it hard to breathe.

Xiaxia, the wolf king, and the yak were all crippled. They lay on the blood-stained snow, breathing heavily, their exhaled white mist condensing and coalescing into a ball.

Against the Holy Alliance, the most powerful sorcerer in the world, he wasn't completely at a disadvantage. Both he and his two beasts felt incredibly powerful!

Well, he wasn't killed, which means he wasn't completely at a disadvantage.

Xiaxia broke three ribs. When she coughed, the impact made her bones ache, and she coughed up blood as well. "Mom, damn it, I should have known better than to lose weight!"

Suddenly, a sword aura carrying an overbearing will collided violently with a powerful and dazzling golden beam of light...

boom!

The pillar of light exploded, and the sword energy, with its unparalleled sharpness that could kill gods and demons, slashed down from the sky.

Mu Xia was shocked...

Miyano suddenly looked over there...

Both of them changed their expressions at the same time. A bitter smile appeared on Miyano's lips. Sure enough, he was still that crazy man who would do anything when he started fighting.

The sword energy pierced through the pillar of light and plunged deep into the ground.

Whether it was Mu Xia's imagination or not, it seemed as if the entire Jade Void Peak trembled under that sword strike.

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