At the same time, a look of horror appeared on the face of the blood sect's old man who was in the ninth-grade holy queen stage.

"Emperor, please take a rest with your uncle and leave him to me!"

After a while, Lu Yue held a big sword in his hand and Yu Kong came to the battle circle of three people.

"Thank you Mr. Lu!"

Long Mou and Long Zimao spoke at the same time.

At this time, both of them had certain injuries.

The opponent's ninth-grade Holy Emperor only suffered minor injuries, which had no impact on his combat effectiveness.

Although the two sides have not yet decided who is better or worse, if this continues, the outcome for Long Mou and the two of them is bound to be very pessimistic.

"Come on, give you a chance, I'll let you take the first shot!"

Lu Yue raised his knife and pointed it at the old man: "You'd better go all out, because you only have one chance to take action!"

"Boy, don't be alarmist!" the old man replied with a frown.

While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Lu Yue's saber, paused, and then continued to speak.

"If your guess is correct, what you just performed should be the 'Inscription Formation Technique' of the Star Luo Sect back then, right?"

"You think I don't know that the 'Inscription Formation Technique' can only inscribe one technique on one weapon at a time?"

"You have already performed it once, so you cannot activate it a second time!"

"What I said should be right, right?"
Chapter completed!