Bang. ”

The two Xuanhua axes of Qingtian struck with a deafening sound, and I saw Wang Tianba holding the axe in both hands, with monstrous anger and eyes like copper bells, staring at Ye Mo deadly.

"Boy, who gave you the courage to kill my little spirit man?"

Wang Tianba stepped out in one step, and the overwhelming coercion was like a mountain pressing down.

The Ling family present was shocked and sat on the ground one after another, Song Hancang took three steps back, even Ni Yudie's pretty face changed slightly, only the purple-clothed Taoist, the Holy Son, and the bald monk at the back could still stand still in place, and they were not affected at all.

Of course, in the center of the field, Ye Mo did not move at all, and said indifferently:

"Let me ask you, a woman named Sikong Yuya and a girl named Tang Liuli, where did you take them?

The breath in Ye Mo's body is hidden but not released, no matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary teenager, but Liao Haisheng, who was trampled on his head under his feet, is so miserable, naturally no one doubts Ye Mo's strength.

Ye Mo also has anger in his heart, he needs a big battle to vent this anger.

"What kind of women and children do I care, anyone who dares to kill Xiao Lingtian will die!"

Wang Tianba raised his double axe, and the mixed energy burst from his body, and he was about to kill Ye Mo on the spot.

At this time, the purple-clothed Taoist waved his hand lightly:

"Brother Wang, slow down, my Taibai Sword Sect and Guiyuan Sect have been friends for generations, let me kill this kid. ”

"Yes, I'll just wait to watch the battle, Brother Dao in purple will make a move, who will fight!" The bald monk in the back, with his hands folded, said with a smile.

"Anyway, after all, we are people of Xiao Lingtian, and it is not good to bully the small with the big. The Holy Son said lightly, his eyes didn't even look at Ye Mo, but instead put it on the delicate Ling Yan, as if he was thinking about how to play with this woman in the worldly world for a while.

"Good!"

Wang Tianba snorted coldly, glared at Ye Mo, and stepped back with his twin axes in his hand.

Ye Mo's face was expressionless, whether it was Wang Tianba or the purple-clothed Daoist, where did he put it in his eyes? He just wanted to ask about the whereabouts of Sikong Yuya and Tang Liuli.

"Are you talking about it or not?"

Ye Mo looked at the purple-clothed Daoist.

You know, Liao Haisheng is the weakest among us, he was killed by you carelessly, but if I make a move, I can kill you with one blow?"

The purple-clothed Daoist sneered with his sword.

As a strong man of the Taibai Sword Sect, although he is not as young as Ying Invincible and Liao Haisheng, he has also practiced swordsmanship for more than 30 years.

"Poof!"

The purple-clothed Taoist pinched a sword trick with his fingers, and the long sword was rushed out of the sky by his back.

This sword has a metallic luster, and it is printed with snowflake patterns, like the annual rings of a tree, which has a rather ancient charm. As soon as this sword came out, sword qi suddenly flashed in the void, covering the entire field.

The purple-clothed Taoist took a mysterious step, stepping out of the momentum of the seven stars, not preparing to give Ye Mo the slightest chance to fight back, and planned to kill Ye Mo with swordsmanship.

"The Purple Daoist is worthy of being a person from the Taibai Sword Sect, just with this 'Taibai Guiding the Way', he is chasing Yang Feng's Zen sword, although he is not so talented, but the swordsmanship is old and spicy, and it is not inferior to the Tianjiao of this generation, which can be of great use. ”

The Holy Son commented casually.

Ni Yudie nodded secretly, the swordsmanship of the purple-clothed Daoist was indeed excellent, and many Tianjiao disciples had suffered losses at his hands, which made her more and more optimistic about Ye Mo.

As for Ling Yan, she was still elated before, watching Ye Mo show great might, but when she saw the sword aura of the purple-clothed Daoist, she became worried again. Song Hancang's heart sank even more.

"Bang dang!"

Suddenly, these countless sword qi converged in the air, condensing into a long sword that spanned the heavens and the earth, and the purple-clothed Daoist was able to gather the infinite sword qi into a trace, which showed the profundity of his swordsmanship.

Although he is only a half-step Saint Realm, with this swordsmanship alone, he is proud of the audience, and he is really strong in the same realm.

"If Ip Man loses, he loses in his eyes, and he doesn't know that there are people outside the world!"

Many of the Ling family members shook their heads slightly, and even Ling Qingxuan sneered, waiting for Ye Mo to die.

"Huh. ”

Ye Mo smiled faintly, looked at the sword qi that he had obtained, and said indifferently: "Your Ling family warned me that there are still people in the world who cannot be provoked, and that these people are the backers of the Ling family. ”

After speaking, Ye Mo just stretched out his palm, a finger, and lightly nodded:

"Today, I will show you how your backers have fallen. ”

In the face of the sword qi condensed by the Purple-clothed Daoist's thirty years of penance, Ye Mo just pointed it out, without the slightest idea of using his supernatural powers.

"Hmph, summer insects can't talk about ice, ignorant ......"

Ling Qingxuan picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly.

Ye Mo prevented Ling Yan from going to sleep for the Holy Son, in his heart, Ye Mo's death had already been pronounced.

"Can anyone save Ye Mo!"

Ling Yan's tears rushed out, she looked desperately, and then she was stunned and saw an incredible scene.

"Ding!"

I saw that in front of Ye Mo's finger, the sword rays that were tens of meters long actually exploded like foam, turning into Dao Dao sword qi and shattering. The purple-clothed Daoist's thirty years of penance cultivation swordsmanship turned out to be unable to resist Ye Mo's fingers at all.

Immediately after, Ye Mo was like a bamboo, and after breaking through the condensed sword, he lightly clicked on the tip of the long sword.

"Click, click, click......"

The dignified and superb spiritual weapon was like a wooden stick spiral bursting, and the iron filings scattered in all directions. In the end, under the frightened and inexplicable gaze of the purple-clothed Taoist, Ye Mo pointed at his chest.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, the purple-clothed Daoist's robe exploded suddenly, and his body retreated violently, and when he was in the air, his body exploded in the air, scattering his flesh and blood.

Break the sword with one finger and kill the purple-clothed Taoist in seconds.

The audience was silent for a moment, and the needle drop could be heard.

What no one expected was this result.

"What?"

The sneer on Ling Qingxuan's face froze, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he didn't even notice that the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

The Ling family's eyes widened even more, unable to believe it.

Wang Tianba and the bald monk's faces changed wildly, as if they were ghosts, and even the Holy Son's pupils shrank, and it was difficult to hide his shock.

Before killing Liao Haisheng, they thought that Ye Mo was too fast, but killing the purple-clothed Daoist in one finger really showed Ye Mo's invincible strength, crushing the strength of the half-step Saint Realm.

"The Great Enemy!"

The Holy Son stared at Ye Mo faintly.

At this time, three strong men rushed from outside the lobby, and among the three people, two people had already taken the lead.

"Look at the fire spell of my Fire Luo Sect, and break your physical ......"

A man in a red robe, furious.

But he was slapped by Ye Mo in the air, and he was slapped into meat on the spot.

"Diancangmen's Diancang's Finger ......" The eldest disciple of Diancangmen, before he used his mastery secret technique, was broken by Ye Moji, reached out and slapped his head, and like Liao Haisheng, turned into a headless corpse.

The entire lobby was clear, and everyone was stunned, not daring to move.

Counting Liao Haisheng, in just a few minutes of the world, Ye Mo killed four half-step Saint Realm powerhouses in a row?

Even if Liao Haisheng, Ziyi Daoren and others are low in strength among these people, this kind of strength can already sweep the earth. But Ye Mo from beginning to end, just a slap or a palm, this kind of strength is simply terrifying.

"Still that strong?"

Ni Yudie's beautiful eyes were shining, her small mouth was slightly deflated, and she was even more confused, Ye Mo was definitely the strongest man she had ever seen, and that divine power made her a little intoxicated.

And Ling Yan looked stupid directly, in her impression, Ye Mo was just that high school student, who knew that he was already so strong.

"Mr. Ye, Shenwei!"

Song Hancang suddenly put his mind at ease, but the next moment, his face changed wildly, and his original self-confidence disappeared without a trace.

"Amitabha, poor monk Wude, come and try the true strength of Xiaoyou!"

The bald monk behind him clasped his hands together, and a golden light exploded on him.

And next to him, Wang Tianba, stepped out, and the double axes braved the cold light, rising like flames.

The last man to come was Kong Wuji of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, he held the sword in both hands, and suddenly the sound of a dragon's groan echoed in the hall.

If you don't make a move, it's enough, and as soon as you make a move, three strong people will press at the same time.

"I'm grass, don't be embarrassed, the three of you actually hit one of them? It's too bullying. ”

Song Hancang scolded, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wang Tianba and Wude Monk are not easy to mess with, which one Ye Mo faces, it will be a hard battle, and now that the three of them are joining forces, how can Ye Mo fight?

But Liao Haisheng and Ziyi Daoren are not Ye Mo's opponents, so how can the three of them care about face?

I saw three figures, surrounding Ye Mo in the center in three directions, but Ye Mo was not afraid at all, and just asked lightly: "Tell me, Sikong Yuya and Tang Liuli, where were you taken to?"

Wang Tianba was about to make a move, Kong Wuji frowned and said:

"The two disciples brought by the Wonderful Charm Fairy a few days ago, they were sent to Xiao Lingtian!"

"Oh!" Ye Moxin finally put it down, he stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the three of them: "Since you told me, I can let you each make a move, let's go together, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Arrogance!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them only felt insulted.

The battle between the strong is to rely on all their strength, but what does Ye Mo mean by one move? Isn't this looking down on the three of them? It is simply contempt for the strong man of Xiao Lingtian, I have seen arrogance, I have never seen such arrogance.

"Such fanatics, we don't have to be merciful, let's shoot together!"

Wude shouted violently, and shot directly, only to see his hands parted, and the golden light around his body seemed to be alive, wrapped around his palm, and then, he pushed out with one palm, and a big golden handprint cut through the void and roared.

This mudra is the secret method of Zen Buddhism, and it has the ability to open the world.

"Boom!"

But Ye Mo just slapped it casually, and the golden handprint, like a crispy paper paste, was directly broken by Ye Mo.

"Look at me!"

Kong Wuji threw the long sword into the air, and suddenly emitted a brilliant light, one after another sword shadows shot in the air, frantically attacking Ye Mo, it was the peerless "Sword Shadow Division" of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, known as being able to shoot ten thousand arrows at once, this person's move was not weaker than Yang Feng at all.

"Ding Ding ......"

Ye Mo gently stretched out his hand and patted it, like a fly, smashing countless sword shadows on the spot.

"Look at Lao Tzu's mixed yuan dragon axe!"

Wang Tianba laughed wildly, and the giant axe in his hand smashed towards Ye Mo, the power of these axes is enough to open the Golden Crack Mountain, which is indestructible, and no one dares to take it hard in the younger generation of the world.

But Ye Mo didn't dodge or dodge, and let the axe hit his body, unharmed.

"One move has been conceded, it's time for me to fight back!"

Ye Mo raised his head, a coldness appeared on his face, and a punch was punched, which was imprinted on his chest in Wang Tianba's horrified gaze.

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