章節 1042: Hostage

That nascent soul state level five saw that Ye Mo hacked his sword through his sword fire and was dazed. After all, he was nascent soul state level five and Ye Mo was only nascent soul state level one.

Was this luck or did this person really have such power?

Qinghan was dazed too. Ye Mo's superficial power level was weaker than hers and even she almost got hit. How did Ye Mo break it?

But soon, Qinghan realized that regardless, they were no match for the three despite having the advantage in numbers.

Understanding this, Qinghan yelled, "Who are you? How dare you ambush people from the Clear Dream Mosque?"

Ye Mo knew what Qinghan meant. If she called out the name of her sect, usually people wouldn't choose to start a conflict with 9-star sect members, but Ye Mo knew that it was pointless to say this now. These people weren't blind, could they not see their Clear Dream Mosque's mark?