The fact that Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi could break his wizardry barrier so easily amazed him; it also alerted Long Moyan that he was no longer as powerful as he thought! He knew that a head-on battle against the two of them was not the right move at the moment.
So, as he freed himself from the sword matrix, oblivious to the pain on his body which likened to that caused by a scorpion's sting, he took two steps backward and fled immediately.
"Long Moyan, don't go!" Gu Xijiu did not want him to leave.
Releasing Di Fuyi's shirt, she wielded her sword. "Thinking of going after setting me up in a trap? No room for that!"
As she was about to rush over, Di Fuyi held onto her. "Xijiu, have a rest, and let me do it!"
He pulled her to his back, and a sword immediately formed in his palm. The emergence of this sword came along with a thunderous sound.