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Chapter 885

Only by holding him back will the emperor have the greatest space to deal with the other person.

Four figures darted through the grass, the strong wind uprooting the blades of grass, sending them flying like green ribbons in a chaotic dance.

In the end, Shadow was no match for him, and was injured and defeated.

The man in black was going to kill him.

Murong Yu intervened and took him away from the danger, saving him from the ice blades in the hands of the man in black.

One is ice, the other is fire.

Their internal energy is so strong that they can condense the cold air in the air into weapons.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates are incompetent."

"It's not your fault. Protect A-Yue." Murong Yu used his lightness skill to leap to Yun Xiyue's side. "A-Yue."

"I see."

Yun Xiyue immediately healed the shadow.

Murong Yu continued to fight two opponents alone.

In the brief exchange, he showed no fear, his short sword weaving nimbly between the flaming blade and the icy edge, like a nimble snake.

He unleashed the "Wind-Breaking Thrust," flicking his short sword to create several sword flowers. The sword tip split into three, stabbing the throats and chests of the two men in black, forcing them to hastily parry and retreat several steps, their footsteps leaving messy, deep pits in the grass.

"Remnant Snow!" Mingdao said, somewhat annoyed.

I don't want to release any more water.

Murong Yu's martial arts and internal strength are both quite good, and he is on par with Ghost Hand.

If they continue to give them water like this, they might be defeated in return.

Canxue said helplessly, "But Master won't allow us to hurt him."

It was actually a woman?

Murong Yu was surprised, thinking they were both men.

Surprisingly, it was the woman who remained silent the whole time.

Mingdao was determined to retrieve the Medicine Scripture, because he had failed to protect it. Today, he had to make amends and recover the losses from the Snow Mountain.

He attacked again, but Murong Yu ducked to avoid the sweeping of his flaming blade and then suddenly slid forward to charge at the woman in black.

The short sword swiftly slashed down along the opponent's arm, its sharpness like lightning, tearing the sleeve and leaving a bloody gash.

Canxue frowned slightly and took a few steps back.

"Can Xue!"

Seeing this, Mingdao's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his attacks became even more frenzied, each strike aimed to kill. He unleashed the "Chaotic Wind Slash," and his blade transformed into a blazing inferno.

Murong Yu used his toes to propel himself backward, spinning in the air, his hair flying like an ink waterfall. The moment he landed, he hurled the short sword at him.

The sword shot away with a whistling sound.

Taking advantage of his disheveled dodge, Murong Yu pounced forward, his fists raining down and his legs thundering, striking Ming Dao's body.

Ming Dao dodged with incredible speed, finally snapping like an enraged lion, "I think you're courting death! Since you won't listen to reason, then don't be ruthless!"

“I’m not your master, no matter who you are.”

He had already used all his strength while speaking.

Suddenly, they launched a fierce attack.

Murong Yu was somewhat outmatched, and although he dodged seemingly in a sorry state, he managed to avoid all the fatal attacks.

Seeing this scene, Yun Xiyue's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

I was afraid he would get hurt.

But injuries are inevitable.

The Flame Iron Handball of the Underworld is too powerful; even if Shadow and the others wanted to help, they couldn't get involved.

Murong Yu's clothes were burned with holes.

"Mingdao! Stop!" Canxue rushed over to stop them, thus averting a bloodbath.

Murong Yu stepped back and jumped into the lake beside him to extinguish the flames on his body.

"emperor!"