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For a while, the wind and sand in the field settled, revealing a person standing in the wind, the corners of his red clothes were blown by the sea breeze, and his majestic figure was like an ancient god.

Zheng Mo was dressed in red and stood alone, and the tip of the Chunjun sword hanging obliquely in his hand dripped blood, and the blood dripped onto the head of the white eagle who had just been cut off, making a "click" sound.

The roar of the waves crashing on the shore not far away added a bit of solemnity to the quiet atmosphere in the venue.

"Who's next?"

Zheng Mo raised his white face, a strand of hair was blown by the sea breeze, revealing his expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, obviously extremely satisfied with the battle just now.

It was only at this time that Wang Mei and the others, standing behind the bushes, saw clearly that the other party was indeed thirteen "people" - counting the white eagles with different heads on the ground.

The twelve people standing had all seen Zheng Mo's methods just now, and for a while, no one stood up to provoke again. They have known each other for hundreds of years, and they know each other's strength very well.

Although the white eagle is not the best among them, it is by no means weak that can be won in three moves and two styles. In the hands of the other party, a human being, he was cut under the sword after only a hundred moves, which made the other party's twelve officials somewhat surprised.

"Your Excellency is Zheng Mo Zheng Gongzi, right?"

This time, it was a man with a jade face, he slowly paced forward, always smiling on his face, and the two walnuts in his hand made a dangling sound, which overshadowed the sound of blood dripping on the ground at the tip of Zheng Mo's sword.

Seeing that Zheng Mo didn't say or answer, the other party was not annoyed or angry, but smiled and said:

"I heard that the son is war-loving, and now it seems to be really good."

Zheng Mo was already impatient with the other party's noise, he pinched the trick with his left hand, raised his right hand Chunjun again, and stabbed at the man who walked over.

The man obviously didn't expect Zheng Mo to attack without saying a word, and hurriedly threw out the two walnuts in his hand, and the walnuts didn't know what kind of fruit they bore from the tree.

With a flash of sparks, Chunjun and the walnut were separated with a touch, Zheng Mo rubbed his body again, pinched out an attack seal with his left hand, and Chunjun spit out a fiery red sword again with his right hand, and the momentum was unmatched for a while.

Who knows, the jade-faced Langjun just smiled slightly, folded his hands unhurriedly, and placed them between his chest and abdomen, and with his movements, a water mirror appeared in front of him, and all of Zheng Mo's attacks on the water mirror were sucked in one by one.

"Oh no, it's a reflection mirror!" The voice of the wind snake was full of anxiety, she moved forward, and was about to step forward, but her wrist was tight, she turned around and was about to scold, but found that it was Wang Mei who grabbed her wrist.

"Lord!" Feng Python hurriedly said, "That Reflection Water Mirror will absorb all the attacks, and then return to the caster's body three times, Zheng Mo's cultivation to triple the attack is equivalent to a blow in the Enlightenment Period!" ”

Who knows, Wang Mei still shook his head, his eyes looked at the field, but his hand firmly held the wrist of the wind python, indicating that it was not time for her to do so. Wang Mei said this, and the wind python had to suppress the panic in his heart and continue to look at the field.

Zheng Mo still continued to attack the water mirror, and the jade-faced Langjun's expression was also relaxed and casual, and even faintly smug - his water mirror was given by the elders of the clan before entering the gourd realm.

At the beginning, the elder said that in front of Ning Dan's opponent, this water mirror was almost invincible. As long as the opponent hits the attack, the moment the opponent's attack stops, it is the time to triple the return.

So he only needs to wait for his work at this time, and when the opponent is exhausted, he can defeat the opponent here without much effort.

"Lord!!" Seeing that Zheng Mo was still desperately launching various attacks, Feng Yi couldn't help but panic even more, she looked at Wang Mei with a little pleading, and her voice was full of begging.

"Don't be impatient!" Who knows, Wang Mei is still unmoved.

The wind snake bit his lower lip, even if the lord didn't let him go, it was a big deal, the person died, and he ...... Thinking of this, she was taken aback by her own thoughts, when did her feelings for this person have reached this point?!

The situation on the field suddenly reversed when the wind python's mind diverged. Hearing only a "click", the water mirror in the hand of the jade-faced boy was actually split into three pieces, and he himself spit out a mouthful of black blood, and suddenly paused.

And Zheng Mo was also uncomfortable, he stood in place panting, because of the violent consumption of spiritual power, if you looked closely, you could observe that all his weight had been transferred to Chunjun who was pestle on the ground in his right hand.

And the other party was obviously stunned by Zheng Mo's performance. It turned out that Zheng Mo had discovered the strangeness when he hit the water mirror with his first blow, but it was too late for him to stop at that time.

Soon, Wang Mei's transmission arrived, and he also knew the true function of this water mirror. The moment he knew, his heart was cold, he knew better than anyone else how his own attack was, and if he returned to himself three times, he was afraid that he would not be able to receive his own blow.

But Zheng Mo has never been a person who is ready to die, and this crisis has inspired his inner stubbornness and belligerence, and he desperately uses all his spiritual power to attack.

Although the Water Mirror could absorb attacks, he didn't believe that the Water Mirror had no upper limit. All magic weapons and talismans play a role that depends on the user.

This jade-faced son's cultivation is between him and him, but he also cultivates swordsmanship, and his attacks are even more powerful, and that boy is obviously a law cultivator, and this water mirror is a defensive treasure, presumably the other party is fighting with the idea of waiting for work.

When he thought of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zheng Mo's mouth, when did he let others take advantage of this? Without hesitation, he bit down on a tonic pill in his mouth.

Then all the attacks poured out as if they didn't consume spiritual power. Sure enough, seeing that his attack was becoming more and more fierce, and there was no sign of weakness at all, the jade-faced boy's face gradually showed expressions of panic, surprise, and fear.

Knowing that the other party was about to be unable to hold on, Zheng Mo even sacrificed all his spiritual power at one time in one go, and really only heard the sound of "click", and the water mirror cracked in response. And he himself was unable to continue his movements because of the loss of strength.

"Bell!" With a bang, waking up all those who were still immersed in surprise, a black dragon burst out of the bushes, accurately grabbed Zheng Mo's waist, and pulled it back. disappeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

"Catch him!! Let's go together! ”

"That's right! Let's get on it together, and we're sure to catch them! ”

The eleven officials who had just woken up from a dream came collectively towards the bushes with all kinds of spells, and from the momentum point of view, they seemed to be crazy demons. Wang Mei and the others glanced at each other, and the three people except Zheng Mo and the two souls all clenched their weapons as if they were facing a great enemy, ready to meet this fierce battle.