"Huh..."
Mo Xiu ran the Myriad Wood Spirit Art, and while the light flickered, the arm that had just been severed rejoined and instantly recovered to its most perfect state.
But soon, Kun Guang, who had just been grasped by Mo Xiu, flew out. Then, a figure appeared, which happened to grab Kun Guang, clamped Kun Guang's neck and firmly bound Kun Guang.
"Roar…"
Kun Guang struggled frantically, but couldn't break free from that person at all. There seemed to be a qualitative difference in strength between the two. Needless to say, Kun Guang was seriously injured now.
"It's useless, I've caught you, will I let you escape easily?" A voice rang out, and it was the person who was holding Kun Guang.
This was a human, but it was not Zhou Qiong that Mo Xiu had seen before, nor was it Saintess Qing Ru, but a human man that Mo Xiu had never seen before.