Chapter 88 Rescue Success

Wu Ming was delighted when he saw Zhao Tianming attacking him.

His goal was not to kill Zhao Tianming, but to hold him back and prevent him from supporting the Yuanjian Sect disciples on the ground.

In the camp, Zhao Tianming was sent away by Wu Ming, and the remaining few silver sheath deacons at the Grandmaster level were also entangled by the Grandmasters of the Imperial College.

The other Yuanjian Sect disciples, ranging from martial artists to Grandmasters, basically did not pose much threat to the Imperial College team.

Zhao Tianming's sword was as fast as a startling bird, although it was far from the sword of Qin Wufeng, the Sword Emperor, in the martial arts palace examination that day.

But it was just as sharp!

The sword energy went straight to Wu Ming in the air and arrived in an instant.

The sword style of the Yuanjian Sect is known for its powerful attack. If this sword hits him, even Wu Ming, who is also a martial arts master, will not be able to bear it.

Will Wu Ming be hit? Of course not!

Sword energy rushed towards him, Wu Ming narrowed his eyes, and the whole person suddenly turned into a puff of black mist and disappeared!

The sword light tore the black mist apart in the blink of an eye, but it didn't work at all.

Zhao Tianming was slightly stunned. Wu Ming's body movement was too weird. He could actually disappear out of thin air!

Such a skill is difficult to achieve even for a martial king. Usually only an emperor-level strongman with the ability to shuttle through space can achieve such an effect.

Wu Ming's figure appeared behind Zhao Tianming in the blink of an eye. The black energy in his hand condensed again, turning into a huge black palm and slapping Zhao Tianming fiercely.

Zhao Tianming's consciousness was sharp, and he turned around and slashed with a sword!

The sword light and the black giant palm met in mid-air. The two stalemated for a while, and then exploded in the air.

The huge vibration caused the entire surrounding mountain group to shake!

The warriors who were fighting on the ground were a little unstable!

Taking advantage of the loud noise, another small team from the Imperial College realized that the time had come and rushed into the camp of the Yuanjian Sect.

The sneak attack just now attracted a large number of Yuanjian Sect disciples to the vicinity of the central tent, and most of the disciples guarding the Mo family's martial arts masters also went to participate in the battle.

This was the time when the guards of this small tent were the most empty.

In addition, the battle between the two strong men in the sky caused an earthquake, which attracted the attention of the guarding disciples.

They would never have thought that the Imperial College had already figured out the details of their camp and even left a second team to rob the camp again.

In an unintentional move, the Yuanjian Sect disciples who were guarding the Mo family masters were killed without being able to stand firm.

A master from the Imperial College chopped the small tent with a sword and took out the pills in his arms: "Everyone, we are sent by Kyoto to save you, take the antidote quickly and join the battle!"

Mo Qingkuang, who was on the high ground, saw that in the small tent: "There are five elders, six elders, and a supreme elder, and several deacons in the clan. He basically remembers them."

The five elders were overjoyed when they heard this. They had been alarmed by the shouting and killing outside, and they were ready for reinforcements to come to rescue.

They were forced to take cartilage powder and lost their combat effectiveness. The Yuanjian Sect did not restrain them and they were free to move, but they could not use any true energy.

They knew that the Yuanjian Sect kept them just to force Mo Shan to surrender!

If Mo Shan surrendered, wouldn't Mo Qingkuang, who was far away in Kyoto, let them control him?

Now that Mo Qingkuang brought reinforcements from Kyoto, they were able to escape. How could they not be overjoyed?

Several people quickly divided the pills and took them, and began to meditate and adjust their breathing to restore their true energy.

Several masters of the Imperial College were guarding here, but when a disciple of the Yuanjian Sect came to interfere, he killed him with a sword without saying a word.

Zhao Tianming in the air also discovered the situation below, knowing that his plan of true and false had been discovered.

Seeing the important figures of the Mo family being rescued, he was furious and rushed towards the camp with his sword!

Wu Ming would not let him be selected. The black gas in his hand continued to grow and condensed into a black stick again!

He came to the bottom of Zhao Tianming with a flash, raised his hand and swung it upward!

The stick was swung fiercely at Zhao Tianming, and Zhao Tianming swung his sword to resist.

When the two came into contact, the huge recoil force blasted Zhao Tianming high into the air, farther away from the camp.

The attack was effective, and Wu Ming chased him closely. The black stick was condensed like a substance, enough to compete with the sword in Zhao Tianming's hand.

In fact, Zhao Tianming and Wu Ming have similar combat power. One has a weird speed and the other has a sharp attack. Neither can do anything to the other.

But if they want to fight and hold Zhao Tianming back without support, Wu Ming, who has an unusual speed, is obviously more advantageous, and he can always intercept Zhao Tianming's route.

Forcing Zhao Tianming to fight head-on!

The masters of the Mo family below have recovered some of their combat power and can't wait to join the battle.

Although there are many disciples guarding the camp of the Yuanjian Sect, the quality of their cultivation is not as good as the elite of the Imperial College.

Not to mention that several people from the Mo family have joined the battle, the Imperial College has gained the advantage at a faster speed and has occupied the big tent in the camp.

"Everyone, take your clansmen to the north, thirty miles ahead is the Zhennan Pass of Zhongzhou! Enter Zhennan Pass, you will be safe!" A grandmaster of the Imperial College chopped down a disciple of the Yuanjian Sect and said to several elders of the Mo family.

"Thank you!" The fifth elder shouted, and he didn't even have time to pay his respects. He rushed to the front of the big tent in two steps and slashed it open with his sword.

The old and weak members of the Mo family were silent inside. Most of them were weak old people and children or women who had never practiced cultivation.

Being imprisoned here by Yuan Jianzong had already scared them out of their wits, and the shouts of killing outside made them even more afraid of being accidentally killed in the chaos.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was the fifth elder of the clan who split open the tent!

Apparently, he was saved.

The fifth elder had been in charge of affairs within the clan and was quite prestigious. He looked at the seventy or eighty clan members in front of him and shouted: "Everyone, follow me. The old man goes in front, and the woman holds her child and goes behind!"

An old man looked at the many supplies placed in the center with some reluctance: "Fifth Elder, those things."

The fifth elder glared at him fiercely. Regardless of whether this old man could be regarded as his uncle in terms of seniority, he coldly snorted: "No, no, no! What's more important, life or things? Come with me!"

After saying that, he drew his knife and went ahead to clear the way. He turned around and shouted again: "Old Sixth, Fourth Uncle! Come and help me clear the way!"

Upon hearing this, the Sixth Elder and the Supreme Elder also hurried to the front of the team to clear the way. The remaining Mo family masters accompanied the elite Imperial College officers and fought and retreated, cutting off the rear for everyone.

Mo Qingkuang felt a little sad in his heart. Although he was finally able to rescue the clan members safely, more clan members died in the attack.

Except for a few strong men like Mo Shan who fought desperately to escape, those tribesmen who were not strong enough died on the way to resist.

The Mo family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, now seems to have less than a hundred people, which has been reduced by more than half!

These are still the main families of the direct lineage, and those branch families are still in Tiannan and have not been brought over.