"Senior Shangguan, I'm here!"
Mu Yu, who had lost all hope, suddenly had a bright look in his gloomy eyes. He waved his hand toward Yuan Mong's back with an excited expression on his face.
Shangguan Yi?
Yuan Mong felt a chill in his heart. He quickly turned around and looked forward with a frightened expression.
However.
There was nothing.
"Hiss!"
At this moment, an air blade that could tear through space was aimed at Yuan Mong's neck.
In the blink of an eye, the green blade of air arrived in front of Yuan Mong.
It was completely unavoidable.
At the moment of life and death, Yuan Mong raised his left arm to block the green blade.
"Ah!"
Yuan Mong let out a miserable cry.
It turned out that his left had been cut off by the air blade.
A bloody arm appeared on the ground.
Yuan Mong tightly covered the area where his arm had been cut off. Blood gushed out like a waterfall, and the pain was unbearable.
However, the Mu Yu in front of him had already disappeared.
When he saw Yuan Mong choose to use his left arm to block the Blade of Space, Mu Yu already knew that he wouldn't be able to kill him this time.
Therefore, Mu Yu chose to use the Great Teleportation without hesitation and fled.
After using several Great Teleportation consecutively, Mu Yu had already disappeared from Yuan Mong's sight.
Yuan Mong was now severely injured, and it was impossible for him to catch up to Mu Yu.
"You are still too inexperience to play with this young master."
"What bullshit Heart Stage warrior? Can't you handle it with a little trick? Next time when this young master's cultivation base rises, it won't be as simple as cutting off one of your arms."
After getting rid of Yuan Mong, Mu Yu's face was brimming with energy and pride.
After another six hours, Mu Yu finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.
At this time, the sound of fighting could be heard from not far away.
"It's better not to worry about it, completing the mission is more important."
Mu Yu had no interest in other people's matters. The only thing he wanted to do now was to climb up the Misty Cloud Mountain, enter the Misty Cloud Sect, and personally hand Shangguan Yi's letter to Yun Yun.
But in the next moment, Mu Yu changed his mind.
Because he heard a sentence.
"Yanran, you are badly injured. I will carry you back to the sect for treatment."
Yanran? Could it be the arrogant princess of the Nalan Family who went to Xiao Family to cancel the engagement, Nalan Yanran?
Other than that, she is also direct disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect's Sect Leader, Yun Yun.
It was not an easy task for him to pay a visit to Yun Yun this time.
If he could start from her disciple, it would be a good choice.
Thinking of this, Mu Yu's body moved and rushed towards the person who spoke.
A beautiful girl in a white dress, around fifteen or sixteen years old, was sitting on the ground. She had a delicate head and eyebrows, her skin was as smooth as baby, ans there was a hint of elegance between her brows. There was a green jade pendant hanging from her delicate earlobe, and it swayed slightly. However, at this moment, her face was pale. She seemed to have received a serious injury.
Beside her was an old man in a white robe with an extraordinary aura. Apart from that, there were also a dozen or so corpses lying on the ground. They were probably the enemies that they had just fought, but they had all been killed.
"Uncle Ge, who are these people? They actually dared to attack under our Misty Cloud Mountain!"
The girl in the white dress opened her eyes, her eyebrows tightly knitted, as if she was still somewhat angry with assassination just now.
Ge Ye shook his head, lightly sighed, and said: "Looking at their cultivation path, it seems like they are evil sect experts, most likely sent by the Three Evil Sects. It's just we've never crossed their path, why would they attack us?"
"Who's there!?" Ge Ye suddenly shouted while he was speaking.