Chapter 4040 Last Breath

However, just as Feng Jiu was worrying about the two children, Xuanyuan Mo Zes attack changed, as dense killing intent surged out, compared to the previous attack, the current attack was even more severe and deadly.

He threw the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand out and set up a sword formation in mid-air to prevent the old man from escaping. His figure swept forward in a flash, and swung his palm towards the old man with a thunderous momentum, the speed of his speed was comparable to the speed of light!

Feng Jiu looked on with slight surprise, the power of this palm strike was so strong that even she could feel it from here, the speed as well as the fusion of the pressure was so fast that it was simply impossible to dodge.

Sure enough, only a bang resounded and that old man flew out the next moment as his whole body was smashed into the courtyard wall. The whole wall crumbled and collapsed, as that old man stood up groggily from the messy rubble. Before he could clearly look at his surroundings, he could only see Xuanyuan Mo Ze coming ferociously towards him at an extremely fast speed with his palm facing him.

Arghhhhh!

The moment the sound of his bones shattering resounded, a miserable scream also came out from the old mans mouth, his back knee was kicked by Xuanyuan Mo Ze, that kick contained the power of dark energy. With a click, he broke his knee bone, letting his whole person involuntarily kneel down, but his body had to straighten up due to his hands being twisted behind his back.

He struggled, however, in the next moment, he only felt a palm slap on the top of his head, and in an instant, a horrified look appeared in his eyes, and his shrill voice carried a cry of alarm, Dont!

Bang!

The moment his voice came out, all of his spirit energy breath surged to the top of his head at this moment, emanating out from the top of his head, all of his cultivation was wasted, his hands were twisted off, and as the last generation of the Sect, a heavenly change occurred in this instant.

Spirit energy breath leaked out and gushed out, along with the dissipation of cultivation, his body is also rapidly withered and wrinkled down, in the blink of an eye, the whole person will be like a skin and bones on the ground, only the weak breath left gasping for breath.

Watching this scene, Feng Jius lifted heart let go, a touch of divine colour crossed her eyes, and a touch of proud smile appeared on her face.

Her man really wasnt ordinary!

Xuanyuan Mo Ze looked at the old man who was lying limply on the ground, he stood with a hand behind his back as the sword formation around him was still floating in mid air as he stared at the old man who was gasping for breath on the ground. Seeing this, a light harrumph followed by his low voice rang out.

Injuring this Lords woman and still dare to come here, you do have a lot of guts! As soon as the voice fell, a sword intent from a sword formation above his head struck down with a swoosh, piercing into the old mans thigh.

Hisssss! Arghhhhhhhhh!

The old man screamed miserably, as blood gargled out of his mouth, as his hands were twisted off, his entire body could only lie on the ground in such a powerless manner, his face pressed against the ground, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth as he fell to the ground.

Since you sent yourself to my door to seek death, this Lord shall fulfil you!

As Xuanyuan Mo Zes words fell, the second sword intent also swooshed down from above, striking the old mans shoulder.

He raised his eyebrows, only to see that the old man stifled out a snort with his originally already weakened breath and when the second sword intent stabbed him, he simply lay on the ground motionless.

Xuanyuan Mo Ze looked coldly as an icy glint flashed by his eyes. With the flick of his sleeves, more than a dozen sword intent rained down, striking relentlessly and accurately, deep into the old mans heart. It was also at that moment, when the old man breathed his last as his body turned stiff. His eyes were wide open, full of grievance but he ultimately succ.u.mbed to the ferocious onslaught of attacks.