Chapter 397 Chaos

With the efforts of Mo Qingkuang and his men, the entire carriage was scattered, and several people rushed out of the carriage and disappeared in the crowd.

Mo Qingkuang, Mo Yuntian, and Hanshu headed in one direction without stopping.

As for the Liu family's master martial artists, they had already been dispersed by the rioting city gate guards.

"Don't leave, Mo Qingkuang and Hanshu!"

The guards of the Blue Flame Empire shouted.

Mo Qingkuang's speed was extremely fast, and Hanshu's true qi was also surging with surging heat waves, which was extremely easy to identify.

A master of the Blue Flame Empire was not a fool, and he chased after Mo Qingkuang. On the contrary, the pressure on Chen Kong and his men was much less.

Hanshu's talent was extraordinary, and his own power had become proficient. Although his speed was not as fast as Mo Qingkuang, it was not slow.

Blue flames rose all over his body, and no grass grew wherever he passed. Any warrior with a cultivation level lower than the Grand Master level could not even get close to him within three meters.

However, the Blue Flame Empire approached with a large number of people. Not to mention the Grandmasters, even the Martial Lords and Martial Kings had buried a lot of them in this Liyan City.

In a moment, the figures flashed, and the figures in the sky were as fast as lightning, blocking Mo Qingkuang and the other two in the city.

"Damn kid, you made so many of us run for you!" A Martial King looked coldly, staring at Han Shu, who was wrapped in blue flames.

"I didn't expect that someone could really subdue the Blue Dream Flame!"

Mo Qingkuang glanced at the more than a dozen Martial Lords and seven or eight Martial Kings in front of him. The lineup was simply outrageous.

At the same time, Mo Fan reminded him that a Martial Emperor was also rushing here.

Mo Qingkuang's heart sank. He didn't expect that the Blue Flame Empire had such a strong capital. Liyan City was just a subsidiary city next to Ziyan City, not a main city. There were as many as three or four similar cities around, and they also matched such a strong defense force.

Facing such a force, even if there was a martial master like Mo Yuntian, it would be a drop in the bucket. There was also a martial emperor who was about to arrive, so even if Mo Fan possessed him, it would be useless.

He gritted his teeth and wiped off the disguise on his face. Mo Qingkuang shouted loudly: "I am Mo Qingkuang! Where is Tianxuan?"

The masters of the Blue Flame Empire were slightly stunned. What did Mo Qingkuang mean? Did he think there would be reinforcements in this situation?

Before he could react, more than a dozen powerful auras rose to the sky in the already chaotic city.

The huge true energy fluctuations went straight to the masters of the Blue Flame Empire who were besieging Mo Qingkuang.

Mo Qingkuang was slightly relieved when he saw this.

Fu Qing and Zheng Tao did not lie to themselves, ten martial masters, three martial kings!

The Tianxuan Empire really prepared a lot of troops at the border of the Blue Flame Empire!

"Uh--"

A shadow passed by, and a martial king in the Blue Flame Empire camp suddenly separated his head!

The faces of the masters of the Blue Flame Empire who were about to fight changed. Just after they met, a martial king died?

The shadow flashed and disappeared, like a ghost, so that Mo Qingkuang had not discovered that there was another martial king here before.

But from such a strange method, Mo Qingkuang had confirmed his identity.

It was the shadow of teacher Zheng Tao, Shadow Lord Wu Ming, now it is more appropriate to call him Shadow King.

Wu Ming's skills are strange, decisive and unpredictable. With him here, it is enough to match the help of two or three martial kings.

He is like a cold arrow that can shoot at any time, and everyone will resist his existence at all times.

Adding the other three martial kings, it is enough to compete with the seven or eight martial kings.

Ten more martial masters also fought with the martial masters of the Blue Flame Empire. For a while, they really hindered the pace of everyone in the Blue Flame Empire.

Mo Qingkuang did not hesitate, called Han Shu and Grandpa Mo Yuntian who were still in a daze, and continued to flee towards Ziyan City.

Time waits for no one, the martial emperor is on the way, run as far as you can! As long as you get close to the border, you can get assistance from the Tianxuan Empire.

Several grandmasters saw that the high-level combat power had been caught by the Tianxuan master who suddenly appeared, and hurriedly chased Mo Qingkuang and others.

But before they got close, the ground could rise up to the sky, and the grandmasters chasing in the sky were all hit down.

The water waves continued, like a mountain torrent, and almost flooded the entire street in the blink of an eye.

In addition to these grandmasters, dozens of grandmaster warriors who followed behind without the ability to fly were even more miserable under the impact of this water flow.

Countless people were swallowed up in this sudden flood, which greatly reduced the pressure on Mo Qingkuang and others.

Mo Qingkuang was not idle in his previous escape. He secretly arranged this fifth-grade spring formation by downgrading the spirit hand. This is the best choice to help them hinder the pursuers at this moment!

Mo Qingkuang took the lead, followed by Hanshu. Mo Yuntian, who felt that he was the last one to leave, was also a little shocked when he saw this scene.

It turned out that his grandson was also a formation master. Such a powerful formation must be of the fifth grade.

A fifth-grade formation master is no less than a martial arts master. Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, Mo Qingkuang has surpassed himself.

Although the pursuers behind him were temporarily blocked, it was not a long-term solution. There were still a steady stream of pursuers coming.

In addition, there were also many masters and even great masters who came to intercept Mo Qingkuang and others.

After all, this is the city of the Blue Flame Empire. It is quite difficult for Tianxuan to hide ten martial arts masters here.

A grandmaster in front of him blushed, looking at Mo Qingkuang who was leading the way, the true energy in his hand surged, and a big hand condensed by the true energy grabbed Mo Qingkuang.

Han Shu was a peak grandmaster, he was no match for him, and Mo Yuntian was a martial arts master, so he dared not be his enemy.

Mo Qingkuang was just a seventh-grade grandmaster, how could he miss such an opportunity?

If he could capture Mo Qingkuang, it would be a great achievement.

But how could he know that Mo Qingkuang's strength was not as simple as it seemed?

They got the news of the capture of Mo Qingkuang and others directly, but they knew nothing about how Mo Qingkuang and others escaped from Yanjing City.

Otherwise, they would not have dreamed of capturing Mo Qingkuang with the strength of a grandmaster.

There were many people who had the same idea as the grandmaster, and Mo Qingkuang only felt that a variety of attacks were bombarding him.

Various attributes and various means, for a time, the true energy was overflowing and the spiritual power was vibrating.

Seeing countless attacks coming at him, Mo Qingkuang's face remained unchanged, and he stepped on the wind and thunder, and his speed suddenly increased by several percent!

His figure was like a ghost, first passing through the gaps between the fingers of the true qi handprint, and then circling around a huge fist print, like a butterfly flying through flowers, wantonly displaying his speed talent in countless attacks.

A year of hard training at the Blue Flame Royal Academy made him improve a lot. On weekdays, he faced some geniuses with superior combat power, but he didn't feel anything.

When he really faced these ordinary masters and grand masters, Mo Qingkuang felt that no one had the ability to hurt him.