Fan Tianxiong spoke slowly, and his body was densely covered with a thick aura.

Not only him, but the other people in Jinyang Villa behind him also looked solemn.

Han Feng is the grandson of the Ancestor, and now that he died unexpectedly, if they can't slaughter the Mo Pavilion and arrest the culprit, the Ancestor's anger is not something they can afford!

So.

All the people in the ink pavilion have to die.

Ye Mo. It must be brought back to the ancestor to vent his anger!

Swish!

The cold glow flickered.

Fan Tianxiong's hands swept from his waist, and two sharp scimitars appeared in his hands, and the killing intent boiled.

"I came here just to buy the Mo Pavilion and find justice for the disciples who were abolished last time, but now that Han Feng is dead, things are not so simple. ”

Fan Tianxiong's solemn face looked at Hong Rongsong: "If you can surrender to Jinyang Villa and offer your natal essence and blood as a slave, the ancestor may give you vitality in your cultivation." ”

"If you don't obey, you can only die. ”

He still thinks that the fierce enemy is Hong Rongsong. As for Ye Mo, even if he could kill Han Feng, it was just that Han Feng was underestimating the enemy.

The atmosphere in the shop was extremely tense and tense, and it seemed that a big war was about to break out in the next moment.

At this time, Ye Mo's mobile phone rang urgently.

It was Shen Qinghe's phone.

In the battle before, his mobile phone had also rang several times, and he didn't pay attention at the time, but now that even Shen Qinghe has called, things may be in a hurry.

Several missed calls.

There is a sister-in-law, Shen Siqi, and there are also a few strange calls.

Ye Mo glanced at Fan Tianxiong and the others, and connected the phone: "Hey, Grandpa Shen ......"

He hadn't finished his sentence yet.

An anxious voice came from the phone.

"Xiao Mo, where are you now? Something is wrong, Bing Ning went to work today and had a car accident, and she is still in the emergency room for examination......

Rumble!

Ye Mo only heard the five words 'Bing Ning had a car accident', and his pupils suddenly constricted, and his whole body trembled.

Bing Ning was in a car accident and was examined in the emergency room......

“…… Ye Mo, come over quickly, the doctor said that the car accident was very serious, and all the cars were scrapped, we are now in the First People's Hospital of Tianhe City, you come and ......"

Shen Qinghe spoke anxiously, and there was a faint voice on the other side of the phone from the doctor telling his family to avoid it.

Ye Mo hung up the phone in a daze, and endless panic suddenly welled up in his heart.

The panic was so intense.

Even with his vast soul, he was a little scared at this time, he was afraid that something would happen to Bing Ning, which was the thing he was most unwilling and afraid of!

"People's Hospital, the First People's Hospital......"

Ye Mo muttered a few times, and rushed towards the door.

He's going to save Bingning, if something really happens. With his cultivation and medical skills, he can at least keep Bing Ning!

But Ye Mo hasn't taken a few steps yet-

Swish!

Murderous intent strikes.

Fan Tianxiong attacked with a cruel smile, Ye Mo was distracted after hanging up the phone, he naturally would not let go of this great opportunity.

"Master, be careful!!"

Hong Rongsong reminded that he didn't expect Ye Mo to lose his mind, and it was too late to rescue him at this time.

Two scimitars, slashing through a sharp cold light.

This is the fatal blow of the master in the foundation building period. Even an ordinary Foundation Building Stage cultivator might not be able to dodge, let alone a young man with his mind turned his back on him?

"Boy, I won't kill you, but I will abolish your cultivation to cut off your limbs, and as for the rest of your life, you are already destined to spend endless torment. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Fan Tianxiong's mouth.

He didn't think that Ye Mo would be able to react, but in order to prevent Hong Rong from letting go, he still sped up.

Swish!

Two scimitars. Slashed hard at the shoulder blades of Ye Mo's arms-

Phew!

Ye Mo's whole person was knocked into the air.

And Fan Tianxiong was even more confused, his plan was to cut off the opponent's arms, but when the scimitar fell on Ye Mo's body, it was as if it was looking at fine iron, not only did it not cut off, but it shocked him to the point of numbness.

"How is this possible!!!......! How could his physical body be so terrifying!"

Fan Tianxiong's face was shocked.

The strong wind hit behind him, but it was Hong Rongsong who came to the rescue.

Fan Tianxiong gritted his teeth and rushed up with his weapon again, and this time he used his spiritual power, and a sharp light flashed on the blade, slashing towards Ye Mo again.

In fact.

As early as when the other party made a move, Ye Mo reacted, but because he was too worried about Shen Bingning's injury, he forgot to block.

Now the other party has to make a move.

Ye Mo's eyes were beating with a sharp violence, and a palpitating terrifying killing intent emerged.

The blade strikes.

Fan Tianxiong smiled and slashed-

"Get out!"

Ye Mo roared suddenly. The sound was like thunder.

Rumble!

The mad and bloodthirsty killing machine surged over like a tsunami, especially the roar of rage, which shook the glass inside the store. Except for Fan Tianxiong and Hong Rongsong, everyone else covered their ears in pain.

"What's going on, this son, this son will be released!" Fan Tianxiong was shocked.

Ye Mo got up.

He looked up slowly. The scarlet pupils are like the eyes of the devil, and anyone who looks at him will fall into an endless illusion.

Killing, blood, madness, violence.

There is also the endless mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and the illusion of countless fierce beasts wailing in hell.

Rumble!

There were several cultivators in the Golden Moon Mountain Villa who had a lower cultivation. Spit blood in his mouth, and his expression instantly withered.

And Fan Tianxiong was also uncomfortable, looking at Ye Mo in front of him like a ghost.

"Soul Attack!This is Soul Attack!!"

"It is said that only when the infant stage is reached. in order to cast a soul attack, and ...... And the one who can use the divine soul to create illusions is only a great monk in the god transformation stage, who is this son?"

Fan Tianxiong's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his mind was spinning rapidly, but he didn't have a clue.

Hong Rongsong rushed over.

But Ye Mo spat out a word: "Stand down." ”

Hong Rongsong was startled, and took half a step back with interest, he felt that something was not quite right with Ye Mo now.

"The ancestor of Jinyang Villa, it's not bullshit to me, whether it's abolishing your disciple or killing your heir to Jinyang Villa, I don't care. ”

"The only people I care about are those I need to care about, and if anyone dares to touch the people I care about, then ......"

"Stepping through the nine heavens. Even if the Heavenly Dao collapses and the Ten Thousand Laws fall, I don't care!"

Ye Mo muttered to himself, his tone a little hoarse.

But the aura on his body was full of dead silence and violence.

"Do you understand?"

Ye Mo said lightly.

Fan Tianxiong had been suppressed by the endless vast divine soul. Subconsciously nodded blankly.

"Now that you understand, then you can go on the road, and go slowly on Huangquan Road, because next. There will be a lot of people to accompany you. ”

A hint of evil appeared at the corner of Ye Mo's mouth.

Words landed.

Extreme killing intent flashed from his eyes, Fan Tianxiong's complexion changed drastically and he turned around and ran, but as soon as he turned around, blood rushed straight into his mind.

There was not the slightest warning, not the slightest blood gushing.

Boom!

Fan Tianxiong's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground softly, until he died, his face was filled with endless horror and doubt.

Why is this young man called Ye Mo. Can it be so terrifying?

Ye Mo bent his fingers.

Swish!

The azure flying sword flashed away, and even in the daytime, a bright color could be seen in the void.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The other cultivators of Jinyang Villa fell down in pain one by one, clutching their throats. No matter how tightly they held on, they couldn't stop the blood from splattering out.

"Look at the store, whoever dares to make trouble and kill will not be forgiven. ”

Ye Mo dropped a word, turned around and rushed out.

Boom!

Behind him was a wall, but the wall was directly broken, Hong Rongsong looked up, and Ye Mo had already disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, Xia Canghai and Xia Hao rushed over after receiving the news, and they were also followed by many strong people of the Xia family.

"Father, Jinyang Villa has a deep heritage in Tianhe City, how should we deal with it?" the second master of the Xia family asked in a condensed voice.

"Hmph! We used to be afraid of Jinyang Villa, it was to give Fan Tianxiong face, did he really think that the current Huaxia was the Huaxia of decades ago?"

Xia Canghai sneered: "There is only one way for us to deal with it, support Mr. Ye at all costs! Even if the relationship with Jinyang Villa is broken, it will not hesitate!"

"Yes, Father!"

The second master of the Xia family nodded solemnly, and the tiger's eyes burst with essence.

He understood that there would inevitably be a tough battle against Jinyang Villa, so this time, several hidden cultivators of the Xia family also came out.