"I'm here, how do you want to die?"

When the first word sounded, Ye Mo's figure was still in the distant sky, but when the last word fell to the ground, Ye Mo still came to the field.

not only came, but also cut off one of Ye Yuanmao's arms.

Liu Bai had already died by himself before, but the next moment, Ye Yuanmao's arm was cut off, and he was also out of danger.

"Pavilion Master......"

Liu Bai looked at Ye Mo, and his originally dim gaze suddenly shone brightly.

Not only him, but also Zhao Lan, Huo Qing and others were also ecstatic.

The pavilion master was originally in retreat, but now that he has come out of retreat, his cultivation has skyrocketed, doesn't it mean that his cultivation has broken through to the Yuan Infant Realm!!

A powerhouse in the Yuan Infant Realm who is only in his early twenties!

"Thank you for your hard work, the next thing. Leave it to me. ”

Ye Mo waved his hand.

Swish!

A gentle aura took off Liu Bai, moved him covered in blood to Huo Qing's side, and crossed some aura to help them heal their injuries.

But after all this is done.

Ye Mo slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Yuanmao, who had an extremely ugly face.

"Ye Mo, you. Breaking through the Yuan Infant Realm!?"

Ye Yuanmao almost gritted his teeth and said it, because he couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

But the strong aura exuded by the other party made him have to believe it.

"Thanks to you, in order to exterminate the Ye clan and the Ye family as soon as possible, I have to speed up the pace of cultivation. So it can only break through. ”

Ye Mo smiled lightly and said, "Haven't you been looking for me all along?" ”

Now here I am!

Understatement, but with a sharp provocation.

Ye Yuanmao's eyes turned red, and he was angry in his heart, but he was more jealous.

He has been cultivating for most of his life, and he has only broken through the Yuanying Realm after life and death, and he has encountered countless difficulties and pains.

But what about Ye Mo?

This rebel son, who was identified as a waste by the Ye family and abandoned, broke through the Yuanying realm so easily.

"You're damned!"

"Ye Mo, you really damn it!!Do you think that you can fight against the old man by breaking through the Yuan Infant Realm, you are just a person who has just entered the initial stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, maybe the realm is not stable, why do you come to fight the old man!!"

Ye Yuanmao roared, and his killing intent became more and more violent.

"Why?"

The corners of Ye Mo's mouth curled up, and he pointed out.

Shout!

There was a roar in the void, and Ye Yuanmao smashed it with his fist, directly knocking this momentum apart.

But then, not only did he not breathe a sigh of relief, but his complexion changed drastically.

Bang!

A burst of cracking sound came from the body, the previous qi was just a disguise, but the real attack power was the dark energy contained in the qi, which disappeared into the body along Ye Yuanmao's right fist.

"Poof!"

Ye Yuanmao stumbled a few steps, leaving blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Is this enough?"

The sarcasm at the corner of Ye Mo's mouth became more and more intense: "If it's not enough, then open your dog's eyes and watch it carefully!"

Words landed.

Zheng!

An earth-shattering sword intent swept in, flying sand and stones, rolling up all the dirt on the ground to form a storm of sword blades, leaving deep ravines on the ground where it passed, shocking.

Ye Yuanmao's hair was scattered, covered in blood and very embarrassed, but he was unwilling to take a half step back.

He didn't want to take half a step back in front of Ye Mo's waste!

"Ah!!h

Ye Yuanmao looked up to the sky and roared, the spiritual power in his body was urged to the extreme, and two cloud and mist giant palms appeared in the void.

Spiritual power transforms!

"Kill!"

Ye Yuanmao roared violently.

The two hundred-meter-sized cloud and mist giant palms slapped down with majestic power.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently, and the speed at which the two cloud and mist giant palms fell suddenly stopped, directly resisted by the sword blade storm, and constantly consumed the spiritual power inside.

Squeak, squeak!

An unpleasant cacophony of rubbing sounded.

Within the storm of blades, the azure flying sword spun and slashed at great speed. With each slash, a large piece of aura can be slashed from the giant palm of the aura.

Gradually, the two huge cloud giant palms began to crumble.

"Damn!!"

Ye Yuanmao's expression was hideous, and he slapped his chest suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood.

The essence blood coagulated but did not disperse, and shimmered along the sky.

Those two cloud and mist giant palms that were on the verge of collapse instantly turned into blood-red giant palms after they were fused into the essence blood, and the demonic red light almost illuminated the entire sky ruddy.

"Blood Flame Palm, Kill!"

Ye Yuanmao shouted violently, driving the huge bloody palm handprint to suppress it.

That strong coercion made all the people in the field, whether it was the disciples of the Mo Pavilion or the Ye clan, be silent.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, Fan Chongli, Biaojing, and Li Rongbing stood on the cliff, and behind them there was a neat artillery battalion, all of which were extremely elite soldiers.

They were originally here to support Ye Mo.

"It's so strong, it's no wonder that the Yuanying Realm monk can start a sect in Huaxia, and the Huaxia official has to prepare a sect station for him, if this kind of power stays in the society, it will be extremely harmful!"

The head of the Li family. Li Rongbing said in a condensed voice.

"This is the difference between the Jindan Realm and the Yuanying Realm, one realm is only different, the difference is worlds apart, this gap cannot be made up by relying on the number of people. ”

Li Biao nodded slowly: "That's why the military department will think about developing its own cultivation force, relying on the troops alone." Unless there is a huge investment, there is no threat to the Yuan Infant Realm monks. ”

"Indeed, no matter what, the military department must have some deterrence from the cultivation world, and now that Ye Mo has grown up, the plan that was shelved back then. It's also time to put it on the agenda. ”

Li Rongbing turned his head sideways and asked, "Old Biao, how long can the movements over there be hidden from the First Emperor's Mausoleum?"

"At most, three months later, the underground fluctuations have become more and more violent, and it is almost unsustainable. We have to send someone down before it breaks out. ”

Li Biao said in a condensed voice.

Seeing the conversation between the two people, pulled from the battle situation to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Fan Chong, who was standing next to him, wondered, "Uncle Li, the battle is not over yet." Aren't you worried about Ye Mo?"

"Ye Mo?"

Li Biao smiled helplessly: "This Ye Mo is a demon, now that he has broken through the Yuanying Realm, where can Ye Yuanmao contend with! After tonight, the Ye clan and the Ye family will disappear, and Mo Ge." It will become the new leader of Jinling City. ”

The new leader?

Fan Chong's eyes were full of shock.

At this time, there were also violent fluctuations on the battlefield ahead, and the giant palms of the bloody hands frantically absorbed spiritual power, and their bodies swelled, and almost every palm reached hundreds of meters of laughter.

Thundered!

Two huge bloody hands and giant palms. Slap it down with the power of the sky.

Ye Mo bore the brunt.

"Ye Mo, give me death!!"

Ye Yuanmao roared fiercely, this blow was his strongest blow, and even in order to completely kill Ye Mo. He had to consume his own life essence to blend into this attack.

As long as Ye Mo can be killed, no matter how much it consumes, it can be worth it!

As long as Ye Mo can be killed, the vast inheritance in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor will be his own!

Thinking of Ye Mo relying on inheritance. In just a few years, he broke through to the Yuanying Realm, Ye Yuanmao's heart was extremely hot, and he seemed to think of the wonderful picture after he got the inheritance and broke through the Divine Realm.

Pity.

Imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

A fluttering voice sounded: "It's too weak, are you sure this is your strongest killing move?"

Ye Mo slowly raised his head, his eyes looked at the bloody hand giant palm that was slapped above his head, his face full of disdain.

This kind of attack also poses a threat to him?

It's just-

"Childish!"

The corners of Ye Mo's mouth curled slightly, and he took a step forward.

Buzz!

Two water and fire spirit beads came out of his divine soul. Exudes extreme water spiritual power and fire aura.

Ye Mo squeezed his fist, and then swung his fist.

"Immortal Martial Thirty-Six Style!"

"Eighth Style, Ba Fist!"

The punch seemed to be soft and slow, but it had a strange aura.

With this punch intent. The water and fire spirit beads are even more slippery.

Thundered!

The sharp and pure natal sword intent was fused with the fist intent.

The violent fire spiritual power was devoured and fused by the fist intent.

The vast and majestic water spiritual power was also swallowed and fused by the fist intent.

Xianwu thirty-six style, the eighth style.

Contains the essence of all things. It's all integrated into the fist.

That's it, Baquan!

Ye Mo's eyes burst out with an extreme light, and the originally innocent fist intent suddenly erupted with an extreme aura of destruction.

"Kill!"

A soft snort.

Domineering fist attack, with the mighty momentum of coming from behind, through the sky!

Boom!

The bloody hand giant palm that has not yet completely fallen. was directly blasted open a bloody hole.

But this is not over, Ye Mo's eyes were sharp, and his feet shook the whole person from the ground, like a flying dragon rushing towards the front.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

There were bursts of thunder, and the blood mist burst in the sky.

Every time a muffled thunder sounded, that fist intent became a little stronger, and in the end, the fist intent full of destructive aura reached its peak, and the terrifying power swept down, and the mountains and rivers shook.

The last remaining bloody giant palm was also completely strangled.

"Poof!" Ye Yuanmao vomited blood, looking depressed and old to the extreme.

"This can't be!!!You, you can't be so strong!"

"You are just a waste of my Ye clan, a rebel son of my Ye family, how dare you have such strength!!"

Ye Yuanmao was depressed, and his eyes were full of horror.

Ye Mo's strength. has completely exceeded his expectations, he has stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm for several years, how can he still be no match for a kid who has just broken the mirror?

Swish!

A fierce spirit hit.

Ye Yuanmao's whole body was knocked into the air, and he smashed on the stone pillar dozens of meters away, and all the bones in his body were shattered.

"Poof!!"

Ye Yuanmao howled in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Mo snorted with a monstrous aura. Strolled: "When my father was cultivated by your waste and subjected to endless torture, the pain he endured back then should be even more severe than yours, right?"

Ye Mo pointed out.

A cold black light burst out between his fingers, instantly piercing Ye Yuanmao's shoulder blade and nailing it to the stone pillar.

This secret technique is called 'Ghost Finger', and it will continue to devour a person's life force, causing him to suffer the most painful torture, or the spiritual torture of the spirit.

"Ahh

Ye Yuanmao's whole body trembled, swinging on the ground like a sheep's madness.

"When my mother died of depression, she must have been in pain, right? It was you, you who killed her husband, you who caused her to suffer spiritual pain, and finally she died of depression. ”

"Parents repay their debts, and in the same way, if the parents are revenge, the children will take revenge. ”

"Every day I live in Tianhe, I want to destroy the Ye clan and the Jinling Ye family one day, and today, it is about to be realized. ”

Ye Mo's tone was indifferent, cold and cold, without the slightest emotion.

Shout!

Another 'ghost finger' pointed out.

"Poof!"

Ye Yuanmao's shoulder blade on the other side was pierced, and strange fluctuations followed the ghost fingers, eroding his body and soul.