Lu Buran's red eyes grew wider and wider; after enduring so many years, she could handle this one more time.
Moreover, her level was stronger than Mo Zu's, and she would eventually be able to kill him.
Just as she was about to activate the formation,
a purple light swept over.
The purple light wasn't cylindrical, but rather like a broad blade that moved at an extreme speed.
It whisked past the front of Mo Zu in an instant.
The purple blade seemed capable of cutting through anything, and even though Mo Zu defended immediately, it was to no avail.
His body was instantly bifurcated.
The next moment, Sikong Jin appeared on the scene.
With an expressionless face, he said, "You can't kill her."
Huang Shuiqu, seeing Sikong Jin before him, was so frightened that he quickly released Lu Buran and retreated backward.
"Yin Yang Crusaders!"
Huang Shuiqu said, trembling.
Why would such a high-ranking figure appear here?
Lu Buran didn't care about the arrival of Sikong Jin at all.
