Mo Xiao’s mind went blank for a moment. Why would the people from the prehistoric sword sect come?
Of course, Elder Duanmu did not give him too much time to think. He had already released his fleshy-winged tiger to pounce on Mo Xiao.
Yun Haofeng also attacked at the same time, burning with anger.
Although mo Xiao’s cultivation was not bad, he was not a match for elder Duanmu and Yun Haofeng’s combined forces. He almost subconsciously used the YIMO’s cultivation technique.
“You’re a Yimo!”Elder Duanmu and Yun Haofeng almost cried out in surprise.
Mo Xiao’s head buzzed. It was over!
Not only did he fail to make a contribution, he was probably in big trouble now.
However, he did not have time to think about it now because elder Duanmu’s men and Yun Haofeng’s men had also released the sword spirit at the same time. If he did not escape now, he might not be able to save his life.