The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1281 - 1282: Race Against Life and Death

Above the Abyssal Boundary of the Blood Prison Battlefield, five peak-stage Wheel of Reincarnation experts had already surrounded a man and a woman.

The woman was undoubtedly Mu Wanqing, while the man was the previous generation’s genius of the Mu Family, Mo Bufan.

The two of them were forced into a corner by the five peak-stage Wheel of Reincarnation experts.

"If you have the guts, jump. Even a demi-honored fighter wouldn’t dare enter this abyss. Jumping into this abyssal boundary is a path to death. Hand over the Feng Bao Liuli Fan quickly, and we won’t trouble you any further."

Hong Shan spoke, a chill gleaming in his eyes: "Otherwise, don’t blame us for being ruthless."

"If you want the Feng Bao Liuli Fan, just take it!"

Mu Wanqing said, immediately throwing the soul device in her hand in one direction.

In an instant, four of them all dashed at full speed, rushing towards the Feng Bao Liuli Fan to snatch it.

Meanwhile, another saw Mu Wanqing and Mo Bufan sprinting away in the opposite direction, and immediately gave chase.

"Do you think I’m an idiot, Rong Yunpeng? That Feng Bao Liuli Fan must be fake. How could she casually give away such a precious soul device? The real Feng Bao Liuli Fan must still be on that woman."

Rong Yunpeng speculated in his heart, convinced that the fan Mu Wanqing tossed was a fake. He chased after Mu Wanqing.

"Why is that guy catching up?"

Mu Wanqing turned her head and saw someone pursuing them, and frowned.

"Could he be trying to kill us?"

Mo Bufan spoke.

"He indeed intends to kill us. Let’s run quickly; as long as we reach the army’s protection camp, the demi-honored fighter will notice."

Mu Wanqing spoke, furiously activating her Giant Mu Powers to escape at high speed.

No matter how they fled, they were constantly locked onto by someone’s mind.

Mu Wanqing knew this sense of presence was definitely from the peak-stage Wheel of Reincarnation expert pursuing them.

"My mental power has already reached the ninth order. Once I’ve locked onto you, you can’t escape. Hand over the Feng Bao Liuli Fan at once!"

A voice echoed next to Mu Wanqing’s ear, transmitted from afar.

Mu Wanqing’s face changed: "Damn, he’s reached the Ninth Order Mental Power."

Moreover, Mu Wanqing guessed that Rong Yunpeng thought the Feng Bao Liuli Fan she handed over was fake, which was why he chased after her. If Mu Wanqing were caught by him, and he discovered she didn’t have the Feng Bao Liuli Fan, he would be furious and kill her.

Thus, no matter what, she had to return to the camp as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, Mu Wanqing felt another mental power locking onto her.

"Mu Wanqing, now head back to the direction you were fleeing from!"

Immediately, a jade scroll on her body shattered; it was the jade scroll for the six of them to communicate.

Mu Wanqing was shocked; this voice was Ye Mo’s. Since Ye Mo had awakened from his cultivation state, his strength must have increased significantly.

Originally, Ye Mo’s strength had reached the peak of the Wheel of Reincarnation, which meant he’d opened the Sevenfold Space-Time Gate. Now, his strength was likely even greater, which boosted Mu Wanqing’s confidence.

"Brother Mo Bufan, let’s turn west; Ye Mo has returned."

Without hesitation, Mu Wanqing spoke and then turned westward.

"Huh? Why did they change direction?"

Rong Yunpeng frowned but didn’t think much of it. The change of direction reduced the distance between them, so he also leaped towards the west.

"Not good, at this speed, they’ll catch up in just a few breaths."

With Mu Wanqing’s perception, she could sense Rong Yunpeng but not Ye Mo.

She began to feel anxious.

"Miss, you go ahead; I’ll hold him off!"

Mo Bufan spoke, halting his flight.

"Brother Mo Bufan."

Mu Wanqing shouted.

"Miss, go quickly; the clan leader instructed me to take good care of you. I must ensure your safety."

Mo Bufan said.

"Brother Mo Bufan!"

"Go now!"

Mo Bufan shouted.

"None of you can escape!"

Rong Yunpeng swiftly arrived, hearing their voices. He sneered, wielding a longsword as he slashed at Mo Bufan. But as he passed by Mo Bufan, he didn’t attack, instead rushing towards Mu Wanqing again.

Mu Wanqing held the Feng Bao Liuli Fan, so naturally, he didn’t want to waste time on Mo Bufan.

Mo Bufan was momentarily startled, realizing Rong Yunpeng didn’t attack him before reacting. He immediately lunged forward, grabbing Rong Yunpeng’s ankle with a big hand.

"The Feng Bao Liuli Fan isn’t on my miss’s body."

Mo Bufan said.

"As if I’d believe you! Die!"

Rong Yunpeng naturally didn’t believe him. With one sword, he severed Mo Bufan’s arm.

However, as he intended to continue speeding ahead, he found his weapon grasped by Mo Bufan’s other arm.

"Truly loyal!"

Rong Yunpeng’s face turned cold, his longsword emitting a fierce light. Instantly, it severed Mo Bufan’s other arm, kicking him away with a leg whip.

"Damn it!"

Mu Wanqing watched the scene, her eyes turning red. This Mo Bufan was a disciple of the same period as Ye Mo, usually treating her like a younger sister, but she also knew Mo Bufan liked her.

"Huh? Someone else is coming this way with Ninth Order Mental Power."

While chasing, Rong Yunpeng noticed Ye Mo’s presence; only then did he understand why Mu Wanqing had turned back.

"Unfortunately, there’s no time. Once I kill him, the Feng Bao Liuli Fan will be mine."

Rong Yunpeng sneered, his longsword lighting up again, slashing at Mu Wanqing with a space-tearing sword light like lightning.

"Stop!"

Ye Mo, arriving just in time, saw the sword light heading towards Mu Wanqing and immediately shouted. The Dragon’s Chant Domain deployed, slowing the speed of the sword light. Ye Mo punched, smashing the sword light.

"Who are you to ruin my plans? Don’t you know who I, Rong Yunpeng, am from the Wraith Camp?"

Seeing Ye Mo appear, Rong Yunpeng became furious.

"I am Ye Mo!"

Ye Mo instantly appeared beside Mu Wanqing, saying calmly: "I don’t care who you are; today, you’re destined to fall here."

"Ye Mo? So you’re Ye Mo?"

Rong Yunpeng’s eyebrows rose, a smile appearing on his face: "Haha, well, I didn’t expect you’d walk right into the trap. This is good. The Feng Bao Liuli Fan will be mine, and the Demon Clan Wolf Fang will be mine, too."