Battle God Emperor

Murong Xue took a deep breath, and in the end, couldn't help but rush up. He was very clear about his own strength, and the current him was not Yan Luozi's match.    

    

"Let's rush out first." The other woman, Bai Zhi, was one of the top ten assassins among them. She did not look too good.    

    

Ever since the Luosheng Sect came under the control of the Yama Mansion, their days had not been very good. Not to mention that they suffered from quite a few cold looks, the Yama Mansion also did not treat them as one of their own.    

    

Of course, in Yan Luozi's eyes, other than him, the rest of them were not his own people, so whether they lived or died had nothing to do with him.    

    

If not because of fear that Sikong Cangjian would attack him secretly, Yan Luozi would have already charged towards Murong Ye and the others.    

    

The reason why he was doing this, was firstly because he wanted to break out of the encirclement of the White Bone Army, and secondly, because he wanted to borrow the strength of the White Bone Army to kill Ying Feng and the others.    

    

"Bai Zhi is right, we'll deal with this Yan Luozi after we break through our Hung Meng Battle God Stage. We'll talk after we leave this place." Another burly teenager, Lang Tianya, spoke up.    

    

Next to him was a young man in a black robe. The young man didn't say anything, and his expression flickered.    

    

"Mo Gui, I know Yan Luozi has given you a lot of benefits, you can stay, but from now on, we are enemies." Murong Xue said.    

    

Ever since his King-kill Trial, Murong Xue's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, and right now, his strength was still above the few of them.    

    

Of course, this was also one of their ways to protect themselves. Luosheng Sect s belonged to the Yama Mansion, and these geniuses didn't receive too much attention from the Yama Mansion. They could only temporarily huddle together.    

    

"Goodbye." Mo Gui took a deep breath, then turned and walked far away.    

    

Murong Xue frowned, he did not say much, everyone had their own choice. Since Mo Gui had chosen to give them up, there was no point in forcing him to stay.    

    

After thinking about it, Murong Xue no longer bothered with Mo Gui, and turned to attack the outer perimeter of the White Bone Army.    

    

Just as he turned around, suddenly, a sharp light shot out from behind, straight towards Murong Xue's back.    

    

"Be careful!"    

    

"Mo Gui, you're courting death!"    

    

The two of them did not hesitate to make their moves. They had never expected that Mo Gui would actually suddenly attack Murong Xue.    

    

After interacting with Mo Gui for a period of time, although this person was sometimes very sinister, he had become a lot better after his Luosheng Sect had been assigned to him. At the very least, he wouldn't do anything to his own people.    

    

Mo Gui's speed was extremely fast, directly passing between the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Murong Xue.    

    

Murong Xue felt a chill behind him, as though he was being watched by a venomous snake, without hesitation he turned around and thrusted his sword, his speed was as fast as lightning.    

    

Clang!    

    

A sound of metal striking metal rang out, sparks flew in all directions, and a figure was sent flying. At the same time, the sword in Murong Xue's hand directly pierced into a figure's body.    

    

Murong Xue's eyes were filled with a cold smile. However, when he regained his senses, he discovered that Mo Gui had already been knocked several tens of meters back, yet, there was a figure of his back right in front of him.    

    

When Bai Zhi and Lang Tianya arrived, they suddenly stopped in their tracks and looked at Murong Xue in astonishment. The Long Sword in his hand had pierced through a person's chest.    

    

Murong Xue looked at the not so broad back in front of him, his pupils suddenly quivered, his entire body shivered, then he released the sword in his hand and retreated a few steps.    

    

"Why?" Murong Xue almost roared out. He couldn't believe the scene in front of his eyes at all. That cold and emotionless man actually saved him.    

    

That's right, the one who had saved Murong Xue at the critical moment was none other than Murong Ye.    

    

Back then, the reason Murong Family was destroyed was because Murong Ye sold out the Murong Family and lead the Yama Mansion into the Murong Family.    

    

In the entire Murong Family, other than him, Murong Xue, not even chickens and dogs were left.    

    

All these years, Murong Xue had always worked hard, only wanting to become strong himself, strong enough to be able to one day kill his enemy with his own hands.    

    

But now, when the Long Sword entered Murong Ye's body, Murong Xue felt that it was a different matter.    

    

He realized that he didn't really want to kill him that much. After all, Murong Ye was his biological brother.    

    

Murong Ye did not care about Murong Xue, as he slapped his chest with his palm, and the Long Sword that pierced through his body immediately shot out, flying across the sky, and stably inserted itself into the ground in front of Murong Xue.    

    

Murong Ye did not even look back, as though he had not heard what Murong Xue said. He rushed towards Mo Gui in a flash, and released a terrifying killing intent from his body.    

    

Murong Xue was enraged to the extreme, he raised the Long Sword in front of him and rushed forward, his speed was not slower than Murong Ye at all, the Long Sword was aiming straight for Mo Gui's throat.    

    

"You don't need to worry about me. From the moment my parents died, you were my enemy!" Murong Xue roared, the Long Sword danced, and the Sword Qi of the River Styx bloomed. It was clearly a Sword Qi, but it contained a tyrannical blade Qi, several skeletons exploded.    

    

"I just wanted to kill him, that's all!" Murong Ye finally opened his mouth, there was still blood flowing out of his chest, but Murong Ye did not even wrinkle his scalp, as though his body was not his own.    

    

As soon as he said that, Murong Ye also rushed forward with his sword, the pitch black Sword Qi howling through the air, he was even faster than Murong Xue by a few points.    

    

The two of them fought to kill Mo Gui, but Mo Gui was the unlucky one. He had the urge to curse in his heart, Aren't you enemies?    

    

Mo Gui also knew some things about Murong Ye, and it was precisely because of this that he was puzzled in his heart.    

    

Even though he had expected Bai Zhi and Lang Tianya to stop him, he didn't think that Murong Ye would suddenly appear.    

    

Mo Gui's face changed slightly as he quickly retreated. A single Murong Xue was more than enough for him to take it lying down. Murong Ye was a veteran assassin, he was not someone he could win against.    

    

Moreover, if the two of them were to attack together, how could Mo Gui be a match for them?    

    

"Pu pu!" The Sword Qi strangled Mo Gui's body, causing blood to fly out, one of his arms was cut off by Murong Ye, the pain causing him to grimace.    

    

Mo Gui's body fiercely smashed into the ground, causing countless white bones to crowd around him. This frightened Mo Gui quite a bit.    

    

"Master, save me!" Mo Gui shouted to the distant Yan Luozi.    

    

"So you have long pledged your allegiance to Yan Luozi?" These days, he had thought that Mo Gui was with them.    

    

Back then, when Mo Gui abandoned them and left, Murong Xue was a little reluctant in his heart. But now, he felt a little lucky that Mo Gui had betrayed them and did not cause them any life-threatening danger.    

    

If he attacked them at the critical moment, there was an eighty to eighty percent chance that he would make a move on them. They're the nine dead ones.    

    

"Master, save me!" Mo Gui stood up, and allowed the blood from his severed arm to flow, and waved his sword, blocking the approaching skeletons.    

    

Behind them, the two brothers, Murong Ye and Murong Xue, had cold expressions. As the Long Sword in their hands swung around, the white skeleton simply could not approach them at all.    

    

Mo Gui's steps were a little shaky, and his expression was extremely ugly. Other than the last time he exchanged blows with Dou Tian, this was the first time he had felt death so close to him.