Military orders were like mountains.
Mo Ya had always understood these two words. Up until now, he had never disobeyed Ji Wuye's orders, nor had he acted on his own before Ji Wuye gave his orders. It was precisely because of this that Mo Ya was the person Ji Wuye trusted the most in the night.
But this time, Mo Ya seemed to have forgotten that Ji Wuye was beside him. He actually took the initiative to attack.
When Ren Piaomiao walked five steps out of the hall, Mo Ya made his move.
His figure flashed and disappeared. He turned into a black cloud and rushed toward Ren Piaomiao like a bolt of lightning.
Mo Ya had been injured before, and his injuries were not light.
This injury was left by Ren Piaomiao's sword, and it was a fresh injury.
Mo Ya's kung fu was not as good as Ren Piaomiao's, and he was not a match for Ren Piaomiao now that he was injured. Mo Ya naturally knew these things better than anyone else, but at this moment, Mo Ya still made a move. His killer's intuition made him feel that if Ren Piaomiao left, she would definitely be a great threat to Ji Wuye, so he made a move.
This was the first time he did not listen to Ji Wuye's orders and attacked without permission.
He did not even think about whether he would survive or die this time, nor did he care.
He only attacked.
If he could keep Ren Piaomiao, if he could kill Ren Piaomiao, he would not hesitate to give up his life.
No one had expected such a sudden attack.
Ji Wuye did not expect this either. He was even stunned. He did not expect Mo Ya to act without obeying orders. At this moment, Ji Wuye was furious.
His eyes were filled with anger and killing intent. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Mo Ya's back.
Ji Wuye really wanted to kill Mo Ya.
No matter how capable a subordinate was, no matter how great the meritorious service he had made, as long as he disobeyed orders, he should die.
Therefore, Mo Ya deserved to die.
With the saber in his hand, he wanted to move, but he did not. The Blood-robed Marquis suddenly blocked Ji Wuye's Dao, so Ji Wuye could only stay still.
Ji Wuye looked at Ren Piaomiao.
He was really worried.
He was worried about Ren Piaomiao's scheme.
Even if they killed Ren Piaomiao today, how many of Ren Piaomiao's schemes could they resolve? Now that a vulture had appeared, what about the others?
Ji Wuye suddenly felt unprecedentedly frustrated and was about to explode.
The sixth step.
Ren Piaomiao took her sixth step and stopped.
He glanced at Violet Maiden, who was also looking at Ren Piaomiao.
The two of them looked at each other, and Violet Girl noticed that Ren Piaomiao's lips curled into a rather smug smile.
Violet Maiden was shocked,'Could it be that Mo Ya's attack was within Ren Piaomiao's expectations? What is this Ren Piaomiao trying to do?'
Before the thought could even flash through her mind, she was thrown out.
Ren Piaomiao waved her hand and threw Violet Girl 30 to 40 feet away.
Then, he turned around and struck out with his palm.
He slapped his palms out, and as if he had hit the surface of water, cracks appeared in the void like water.
Two palms against two fists.
Mo Ya and Ren Piaomiao were officially fighting for the second time.
Mo Ya was the number one expert among the Hundred Birds. Not only was his lightness skill extremely high, but his martial arts attainments were also extremely terrifying.
However, when the fist and palm collided, Ren Piaomiao stood still like a mountain, while Mo Ya was sent flying.
The ink crow flew in the air and changed its direction before landing. It swooped down and kicked Ren Piaomiao's head.
Ren Piaomiao moved two steps to the right, just enough to avoid the kick, and at the same time drew her sword.
Waves of water rippled.
The sword light was as gentle as water.
The girl's sword light was so passionate that it seemed to have no power at all.
However, Mo Ya's body tensed up in the face of this sword attack. He instantly gave up on attacking. His figure flashed and he immediately flew back diagonally.
He could feel death from the gentle sword light.
The killer's senses had always been sharp, and his senses had never been wrong. Therefore, he retreated without hesitation.
Not only did he retreat.
He wasn't at ease just retreating, so he attacked while retreating.
Mo Ya raised his hand, and five flying feathers appeared in his hand.
This was his hidden weapon, his lethal weapon.
In the past, he only needed one feather to kill an expert.
But now, he had five flying feathers in his hand.
In the past, when he carried out missions, he rarely killed people with five flying feathers. But today, he shot out flying feathers without hesitation.
The flying feather was fast, urgent, ruthless, and tricky as it shot towards Ren Piaomiao.
However, any expert could tell that Mo Ya's attack was not to kill, but to protect himself.
The rippling sword light touched the sharp flying feather. There should have been no suspense in this collision.
In fact, there was no suspense.
When the flying feathers touched the sword light, they instantly lost their strength and flew everywhere.
The sword light suddenly changed and became extremely fast.
Originally, there was still some distance between Mo Ya and the sword, but in an instant, the distance was shortened.
The sword light was already in front of Mo Ya.
Ji Wuye looked on coldly and did not move.
The Blood Red Marquis did not move either. They seemed to have watched Mo Ya die under Ren Piaomiao's sword.
The sword light suddenly moved as fast as lightning, and Mo Ya did not seem to have time to defend against it.
The sword pierced through Mo Ya's chest, and Ren Piaomiao's entire body passed through Mo Ya's body in an instant.
But there was no blood.
Mo Ya had also disappeared.
An afterimage. What he had just stabbed was actually an afterimage.
Ren Piaomiao's expression remained unchanged as she raised her head.
He looked up and saw Mo Ya.
Mo Ya had appeared in the air at some point in time.
Mo Ya's entire body seemed to be frozen in mid-air, his pair of eyes staring at Ren Piaomiao like a night owl.
Suddenly, Mo Ya moved again.
Mo Ya's body swayed, and suddenly, five Mo Ya appeared in midair.
Five identical ink crows.
The five ink crows were in five different directions, all with their hands crossed in front of their chests.
"If one Black Crow isn't your match, then what about five?”
Mo Ya's lips curled into a playful smile as his figure flashed. The five ink crows swooped down one after another and attacked at the same time. They used different moves and attacked from different directions.
The only similarity was that every move was fatal.
Mo Ya, who was attacking head-on, used his fists and feet.
Every punch and kick carried terrifying strength and speed.
Ink Crow, who attacked from the flank, used the feather blades on his arms.
This Mo Ya did not attack many times, but every attack was extremely crafty and sinister. Every attack gave people the feeling that they had walked through the netherworld.
However, the most terrifying thing wasn't this black crow, but the black crow that appeared above Ren Piaomiao's head.
Mo Ya used his palm.
The palm technique was not very terrifying, and it was not even as powerful as the fist or the foot. However, the palm technique was flexible and unpredictable.
But if it was just a palm, it would not be able to threaten Ren Piaomiao.
The most terrifying thing about this black crow was not just its palm. When the black crow struck out with its palm, black feathers could actually shoot out from its palm!
Mo Ya was actually able to use hidden weapons when he attacked.
No one knew that Mo Ya would shoot out hidden weapons after a few palm strikes. It was precisely because of this that Mo Ya was even more defenseless and unbelievable.
This unexpected attack and the appearance of this strange and unpredictable ultimate move instantly put Ren Piaomiao, who originally had the advantage, into a disadvantage.
Ren Piaomiao was originally only attacking and not defending. Moreover, her attacks with a palm and a sword could destroy everything as easily as breaking dry weeds and rotten wood, making Mo Ya almost unable to retaliate.
But now, under the continuous attacks of the five ink crows, Ren Piaomiao could only defend and did not even have the chance to attack.
It was clearly a one-on-one fight, but it had actually become a one-on-five situation, five of the same people.
Five ink crows.
The outcome of this battle seemed to be unpredictable.
Ji Wuye's tense expression relaxed a little. He glanced at the Blood Red Marquis with a fierce look.
The Blood Strike Marquis shook his head lightly,"Is Sword Monarch Ren Piaomiao really that easy to deal with?"”
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