Bang Dang!"

A crashing sound suddenly came out, and the short knife slashed at Ye Mo's palm, not only did it not cut him, but instead made a sound of iron and stone.

"What?"

The man with the scar was shocked.

He has a nickname called "Qinglong", and he is also well-known in the rivers and lakes, and he is accustomed to using a short knife of one foot and three inches, which has been polished by him for more than ten years, and the knife is deadly, invincible, it is a steel plate, and he pierces and cuts it.

But who knows, it was blocked by Ye Mo single-handedly!

It's unbelievable, his hands are made of steel?

The scar-faced man took a step back and shouted to the others: "Don't watch the show, let's shoot together!"

The eyes of the four of them looked at Ye Mo one after another, took out their weapons, and put on a posture to prepare to attack.

"It's over!"

Mu Qingcheng's face turned pale.

She is a Ming Jin martial artist, and she knows very well how terrifying a dark strength peak martial artist is, even if Ye Mo can deal with one, but can she deal with two? What about three? If these four people shoot together, how can Ye Mo parry?

"Ye Mo, do you want to ...... You run away!" Mu Tingcheng cried out with red eyes.

"It's okay, I'll be able to take care of them. ”

Ye Mo lowered his hand lightly and stood in front of Mu Chengcheng and Zhao Wen.

As he spoke, the tall and thin man attacked first, he put out both palms together, and the iron ring on his arm made a "gada" crashing sound, and the sky covered the sky and slapped towards Ye Mo.

His palm is like thunder, like a cannon out of the chamber, even if the same peak of dark energy encounters, he will be slapped to vomit blood and fly upside down, and there are very few people who can survive under this palm, and he is worthy of being a disciple of the grandmaster.

"As soon as this palm comes out, it will not die or be crippled!"

The tall and thin man smiled fiercely, as if he had seen the picture of Ye Mo's blood splattering.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Ye Mo snorted coldly, the true qi in his body suddenly stopped, and he also slapped his palm.

This palm is unremarkable, just like an ordinary person raising his hand and hitting it at will.

When the other three saw that Ye Mo not only did not hide, but also took the initiative to catch up, they all laughed again and again:

"Although the strength of the fourth brother is the weakest, but a pair of palms is like an iron wall, before Senior Brother Li Yanluo was injured by a palm, that kid didn't dodge, how dare he take it hard?"

"Yes, this palm can kill people with one blow!"

The black-faced man smiled contemptuously.

But then.

A muffled sound of "knock" came, and I saw a figure like a kite, accompanied by a terrible howl, and the whole person flew out upside down and crashed into the wall.

Everyone looked intently, and they found that it was a tall and thin man who flew out, his arm was shortened for some reason, his chest collapsed, and he was killed on the spot.

"How is that possible? Fourth's arm...... Slapped into the chest?"

The three of them gasped, and their faces changed wildly.

The fourth child is a master among the dark martial artists, and a pair of iron palms are superb, but he can't block Ye Wentian's blow?

One photo was killed in seconds?

How can it be?

"Hurry back!"

The black-faced man suddenly shouted violently, and saw that Ye Mo had already rushed over.

The other two jumped suddenly, dodging Ye Mo's attack, but the black-faced man reacted slowly, and was directly caught by Ye Mo in his hand.

"Boy, you dare to make an enmity with my Thousand Traces Martial Arts Pavilion?"

There was still contempt on the face of the black-faced man, he was in a cold sweat, originally the four of them thought that they could easily solve Ye Mo, but who knew that they underestimated Ye Mo's strength, and one person was killed in seconds by taking a look.

And what made him even more horrified was that Ye Mo's hands were like pliers, and he couldn't break free no matter how he could.

"If you want to blame it, you will take the initiative to find the door. ”

Ye Mo has no joy or sorrow.

After saying this, his eyes shone with a faint light and slapped suddenly.

"Poof!"

The black-faced man screamed miserably, and then stopped abruptly, seeing that his body seemed to be like a balloon, and he was slapped in the stomach by Ye Mo, and his intestines flowed to the ground.

The black-faced man watched his intestines scatter all over the sky, and he died on the spot before he could use his stunt.

"Oh no, we've met a master, let's go. ”

The short man's face changed color, and he completely lost his previous arrogance.

Scarface also had a calm face, thinking that Ye Wentian was just an ordinary dark strength martial artist, who could ravage by the way, who knew that the other party didn't even use martial arts, and with just one pair of palms, he killed two dark strength peak martial artists in seconds, how terrifying is this?

"Big brother, I'll stop him, you go first. ”

The short man thumped his chest, and the muscles and bones on his body suddenly crackled, and his whole body seemed to swell in a circle, and even his skin turned bronze.

"Immortal Vajra Cover!"

The scar-faced man looked solemn.

This immortal vajra cover is an internal family exercise that has been handed down since ancient times, practiced to the fullest, not afraid of horizontal training masters, and even comparable to grandmaster martial artists, which can be described as invulnerable, invincible.

If they fight hard, the three of them are not opponents.

It's no wonder that he wants Ye Mo's Heavenly Finger, if he practices the Heavenly Finger, he can retreat and attack, he can defend it, even if it is a grandmaster, then he has no choice.

Ye Mo's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Then let's see if my Brahma Body Refining Saint Skill is strong, or your Immortal Vajra Cover is strong." ”

"Death to the boy!"

The short man shouted violently, and rushed towards Ye Mo like an ironclad chariot, if he was hit, no matter how strong your dark strength was, no matter how hard your body was, you would have to be hit to the point that your bones would be shattered.

"It's a strong move, but it's too flexible. ”

The scar-faced man frowned, if Ye Wentian dodged and fled, waited for the vajra cover to disperse, and then killed the horse pistol, this move would be self-defeating.

It's just that seeing that Ye Mo didn't dodge or dodge, and slapped his palm, he stopped and laughed:

"Hard anti-diamond cover, find ......"

Before the word "death" was spoken, he saw Ye Mo's hands like pressing a chick, pressing the man to the ground and rubbing it, and then stepped on it suddenly, and the sound of a balloon explosion came out.

"Boom!"

A large pit was trampled out of the floor tiles in the room, and the short man was trampled in two by the waist, and before he could make a scream, he was already dead on the spot.

There is a dead silence in Yanyunzhuang!

It was as if there was no sound of mosquitoes.

Mu Qingcheng covered his mouth, his pretty face turned pale, and he looked at everything that happened in front of him in disbelief.

When he was personally instructed by Ye Mo in martial arts, Mu Qingcheng didn't feel how strong Ye Mo was, at most he was a powerful martial artist, but he never expected that Ye Mo was already so strong that he could kill one in one palm in the face of the four dark energy peak sieges, which was like killing a chicken.

Thinking of Ye Mo's hands on his arms, thighs, back, lower abdomen, and buttocks, Mu Qingcheng's delicate body trembled.

If Ye Mo exerted a little force, I was afraid that she would be even worse than the short man.

"Da Da Da!"

Zhao Wen's teeth trembled, and she trembled as she held the coffee table.

She had only heard of Ye Moduo's strength and fierceness, but she had never seen it with her own eyes, and now that she saw it, she finally understood why all the Wangjiang families had to bow down, and this kind of power was afraid that anyone would have to bow down.

She secretly regretted that she didn't dedicate her body to Ye Mo, she was a little reluctant just now, but now she is willing to do it.

"Tick!"

At this time, there was blood dripping between Ye Mo's fingers, which belonged to a short man.

Not only was he unscathed, but he stood in the hall full of stumps and blood-red hinterland, a scene like hell.

"Leaf ...... Mr. Ye, I'm wrong, we shouldn't be in trouble with you, please spare me!"

The scar-faced man's legs went limp.

Thinking that he is a dignified and dark martial artist, he has begged others for mercy, but today he knows that if he doesn't ask for mercy, the only end is death, he doesn't want to die.

"Aren't you going to take revenge, aren't you going to kill me, and you're going to rob women, what's the matter, give up?"

Ye Mo walked with heavy steps.

"I won't kill you, please spare me!"

Scarface was shocked.

Seeing Ye Mo coming defenselessly, a ruthless color flashed on his face, and as soon as he finished begging for mercy, he slammed his fist at Ye Mo.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the scar-faced man was punched by Ye Mo at will, and he flew out upside down, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

He was not angry, but happy, and with a twist of his ankle, he fled towards the woods.

Ye Mo didn't bother to chase it.

The trick he used just now is somewhat similar to the principle of fighting cattle across the mountain, on the surface, the man is only a little injured, but in fact, the viscera has been broken, and it won't take much time for the man to die.

"This Brahma Body Refining Saint Skill is really strong!"

Ye Mo sighed deeply.

In the past, it would take him a lot of effort to deal with these people, and maybe he would be injured, but it would be different if he used the Brahma Body Refining Sacred Skill, and the Dark Strength Martial Artist was like chopping vegetables.

"Are you alright?"

Ye Mo turned his head to look, and saw Zhao Wen's little face pale, her jade hand pressed on the coffee table, her legs trembling non-stop, if Ye Mo hadn't stepped forward to hug her, she would have sat on the ground in fright.

Even Mu Qingcheng, who was a martial artist, had a white face, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked Ye Mo in a trembling voice: "Ye Mo, what should I do? What if they still come to kill you?"

Mu Chengcheng is really scared!

"Still coming to kill me?"

Ye Mo's eyes were cold, with an inexplicable meaning.

stopped mentioning this matter, but instead changed the topic: "By the way, Miss Mu, I didn't mean to watch you take a bath just now, please don't kill me." ”

"Your sister! The four peak martial artists of dark strength are not your opponents, I will kill you with wool!"

The corners of Mu Qingcheng's mouth twitched, and he glared at Ye Mo with hatred.

She knew that Ye Mo was relieving the atmosphere, and she couldn't refute anything, this loss was in vain.

After settling Zhao Wen down, Ye Mo returned to the room.

Not long after, Tuoba Yang, Song Lei, Guan Hu and others came to the scene.

When they saw the bloody scene in Yanyun Village, everyone gasped.

There was silence for more than ten minutes.

Song Lei retched.

Guan Hu's legs were weak.

In an instant, they seemed to see Ye Mo sweeping the audience like a demon god, and his divine power was overwhelming!

"That's how a husband should be. ”

Tuoba Yang was shocked for a long time.

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