"Are you a joke?" Chen Mo covered his face.

It can be seen that Bei Xuance has been carefully dressed up today.

I don't know where I got the coarse cloth clothes, and they are still patched.

Hair is greasy and messy, like it hasn't been washed in years.

The face is stained with dust, and if you look closely, you can still see traces of makeup.

This product deliberately made the handsome face that Chen Mo wanted to kick over, and made it ugly.

Moreover, he listened to Chen Mo's opinion, and when he landed, he deliberately fell, and his face hit the ground by inference, determined to play a scene of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Ahem......"

Bei Xuance patted the dust on his body, stood up with an embarrassed face, looked at Chen Mo, and then looked at the ghost girl and pet Qi beside Chen Mo, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Chen Daoyou, what is the relationship between these two fairies and you?"

"Friends. Chen Mo replied.

"Hello friends!

Bei Xuance nodded again and again, showing a gentle smile, and said to Younu and Chongqi with a smile: "Two fairies, in Xia Bei Xuance, the Tianjiao disciple of the Tianshan Sect who has not been out for ten thousand years, is twenty-two years old this year, has not yet married, and I ...... it."

"Cultivator, what the hell are you doing at my house?"

Before Bei Xuance's self-introduction was finished, he was interrupted by the condensed faces of many bats.

"Did you let you speak?" Bei Xuance's eyes were cold, and his right hand pinched.

With a bang, a golden sword flew out from behind his back, and he held it tightly in his hand.

"Xuanling Sword Qi!"

Bei Xuance let out a low shout, and the long sword swung out, and a dazzling golden sword light went straight to that face.

Brush!

In an instant, the sword flashed by and disappeared without a trace.

The huge face let out a wail, which gradually dissipated, and finally only a few bats in the teeth were left, and they flew away in terror.

Boom!

The long sword was returned to the sheath, Bei Xuance looked up to the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and sighed: "What, I have to force it to make a move!"

Chen Mo had to admit that this guy Bei Xuance really had the qualifications to pretend to be forced.

Even if his image is very embarrassed at the moment, and his face is as ugly as possible, his every move still reveals endless chic and handsome.

"㕤!"

A furious scream came from the villa, and a blood-red figure rushed out, suspended in the air, and a pair of blood-red bat wings spread out, quickly inciting.

It's a vampire!

But to Chen Mo's disappointment, this vampire didn't look handsome, but a little ugly.

The sharp fangs were exposed beyond the lower lip, and the expression was hideous, and there was endless anger.

"Damn Eastern cultivators, what the hell are you trying to do? I didn't break the peace treaty!, why are you attacking me?" asked the vampire fiercely.

"We didn't attack you. ”

Chen Mo pointed at Bei Xuance: "He attacked you." ”

The vampire stared straight at Bei Xuance: "What kind of hatred and what kind of grudge?"

"It's your fault for bothering to pick up girls below. Bei Xuance said confidently.

"Ran to my house for no reason, and even hurt people, and now you actually say it's my fault? Damn cultivator, you have angered me!"

The vampire stretched out his sharp nails with his hands and said hatefully, "I'm going to tear you apart!"

When Bei Xuance heard this, he turned his head to look at Chen Mo: "Chen Daoyou, what should I say at this time to be forced?"

Chen Mo: "......"

"Chen Daoyou?" Bei Xuance looked at Chen Mo very seriously.

Chen Mo wiped his face: "Don't say anything, just go up and do it." ”

"Okay. ”

Bei Xuan Ce pulled out his golden long sword and rushed forward directly.

Qiang Qiang ......

The vampire and Bei Xuan Ce fought.

"Lord Demon King is wise!" the ghost girl looked at the two fighting in mid-air and laughed in a low voice.

Chen Mo shrugged his shoulders, he swore to God that he really didn't mean to kill people with a knife.

Bei Xuan Ce's long sword is a three-grade medium magic weapon, called Xuanling Sword, with a set of "Xuanling Sword Technique", the attack power is amazing.

But this vampire's strength is actually not weak.

Even during the day, his attacks were still very strong, and he fought back and forth with Bei Xuan Ce, and he was very enthusiastic.

Fortunately, it has always been quiet here, and there are few people, otherwise ordinary people would see it and immediately make headlines.

"Damn cultivators, you forced me!"

The vampire couldn't attack for a long time, and his mood became more and more irritable and angry, and in the midst of his roar, his hands were stretched out, and a black light bloomed, like night falling, enveloping all directions.

In this state, the vampire's whole body was slightly flushed, and the aura on his entire body was more than twice as strong.

And that's not all!

"Erlang of the Blood Clan, fight for your baron!"

Whoa......

In the villa, countless bats flew out in an instant.

After flying out of the villa, the bats coalesced and turned into more than thirty vampires in blood-colored robes.

One by one, the vampires were hideous, and they swarmed towards the north Xuan Ce.

"It's good to be single-handed, and you actually summon the little brother!shameless!" Bei Xuance was furious.

"Hahahaha!" The vampire didn't get angry but laughed: "If you have the ability, you can recruit too!"

The corners of Bei Xuance's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an evil smile.

The vampire suddenly felt bad in his heart.

But at this moment, I saw Bei Xuance pinching his hands, and the wind was winding around him, blowing his long hair flying wildly.

"Phantom clone, one hundred and eight pretending to force the army, dispatch!"

Whew!

Bei Xuan Ce's body seemed to be split, and two Bei Xuan Ce appeared.

Then the two Northern Xuan Ces split up separately and became four.

Four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen, sixteen becomes thirty-two, thirty-two becomes sixty-four, sixty-four becomes one hundred and twenty-eight!

"Fuck, what kind of exercise is this?" Chen Mo was envious and jealous, and roared: "What about the one hundred and eight?

In the void, one hundred and twenty-eight Bei Xuan Ce all looked down at Chen Mo and smiled.

Twenty of them, Bei Xuan Ce, raised the golden long sword in his hand and wiped it on his neck.

Blood splattered, and the twenty Northern Xuance screamed and disappeared.

Chen Mo's eyes were about to pop out: "Suicide?"

"That's right, the phantom clone can only have a maximum of one hundred and eight helpers, and the extra twenty can only commit suicide, otherwise they will all become five scumbags. One hundred and eight Bei Xuan Ce said in unison.

Chen Mo was drenched in cold sweat.

It's good, it's powerful!

When dealing with Bei Xuance in the future, it is best not to give him time to commit suicide, let his doppelganger exceed one hundred and eight, and he will be able to hang!

The vampires on the other side were about to cry.

This damn cultivator is very strong, and he can feel that the other party belongs to the 'demon level' and can fight beyond the level.

I thought that I could win by bullying more and less, but now it seems that I am the one who is less!

Of course, these doppelgangers can't have the full strength of the Bei Xuan Ce deity, but there are seven or eight points, and if he rushes up, he will undoubtedly kneel!

"Damn cultivators, what kind of ability is it to bully more and less? It's kind of a heads-up!" the vampire roared.

Chen Mo touched his chin.

This vampire also seems to be Bu Yaoqian's own brother - shameless!