When Ji Mo spurted a mouthful of blood on the Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword, her head was alarmed, her black hair stood upside down, she didn't care about the blood all over her body, and the aura around her body frantically poured towards the white jade dragon whip, and at the same time, it was a light gold thunder that fused with the three true elements, blasting towards the terrifying purple sword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Touch! Xuan Lei slammed on the purple sword flower, and it was divided with a touch, and it disappeared into shape, and the terrifying purple sword qi was unaffected and slashed towards Ji Mo's head, or it was a big sword to split her in half, and she swore not to give up.

The people of the Moon Sect outside the protective array, the Lord Yun, and the guests of the Lan Hui Sect and the Gu Yi Sect, only to see that their whole hearts were raised, Lei Wei clenched his fists tightly, and on the back of his palms, the green tendons burst out, a pair of tiger eyes stared at the ring, a pair of thick eyebrows were tightly entangled, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line, which showed how nervous he was in his heart.

And Mo Cong, who was so provoked by the purple sword flower that he vomited out a mouthful of blood, looked pale as paper, with the combat power that Ji Mo was showing now, if he wanted to kill himself, it would be effortless at all, and then think about the provocation that he couldn't do a few days ago...... He couldn't help but quietly look at the old man surnamed Rong, but saw that his attention was all on the ring between Ji Mo and Yan Stomach, and he didn't look at himself at all.

Hum! As your disciple, you have always only had Senior Brother Mo and Senior Brother Yan in your eyes, when has you ever had me? If it weren't for the fact that you never looked me in the eye, how could I be so much worse than Yan's stomach? I don't know why, looking at the appearance of the old man surnamed Rong, Mo Cong felt a resentment in his heart.

What Mo Cong didn't know was that as soon as this resentment came out in his heart, the old man surnamed Rong, who was originally paying attention to Ji Mo and Yan stomach, suddenly glanced at him, the old man surnamed Rong's gaze was indifferent and calm, and when he looked at Mo Cong, it looked like he was looking at a dead person.

Of course, the mental activities of these people have nothing to do with Ji Mo in the ring, Ji Mo has no emotions in her heart now, all that exists in her eyes and heart is the purple sword that fell off her head, no, I won't die here like this! She silently said to herself, and the Yuan Force of her body was poured into the white jade dragon whip even more frantically, and when she saw that the purple sword was only a few feet above her head, the white jade dragon whip in her hand flashed white.

A clear dragon groan sounded, and everyone present felt that the sky above their heads darkened for no reason, and a white dragon with endless dragon power appeared above Ji Mo's head, and fiercely pumped towards the purple sword that was close at hand.

Rumble! This time the impact didn't even make a sound, only the invisible protective array around them rippled, a Jiao and a sword were separated with a touch, as if they had met some mortal enemy, they didn't need the drive of Ji Mo and Yan Stomach, a whip and a sword instantly fought together, a few rounds later, the white Jiaolong looked at a gap, the dragon's tail twisted, and fiercely pumped towards the Yan stomach standing at one end of the ring, while the Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword was taking the opportunity to break free from the white Jiao's entanglement, and rushed towards Ji Mo as fast as lightning.

After such a long period of vicious fighting, Ji Mo and Yan Stomach consumed a huge amount of spiritual power from each other, and their bodies were not lightly injured, and their actions were much slower than usual for a while, plus whether it was the White Jade Dragon Whip or the Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword, the actual combat power of these two weapons was many grades higher than their current owners, and in the face of the sneak attack of the weapons on both sides, Ji Mo and Yan Stomach had no power to resist, and could only watch them rush towards them.

Syllable! Jiaolong's dragon tail slammed firmly into Yan's right shoulder, directly pumping his entire arm away, while the Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword snorted, piercing Ji Mo's protective clothing without any hindrance, directly penetrating her left chest.

One move to fight to the death, both defeated, the lethality of the Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword is obviously greater than that of the White Jade Dragon Whip, the moment Ji Mo's left chest was penetrated, Ji Mo only felt that her soul was burning wildly, and at the same time, she felt that her vitality was also passing rapidly.

Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me! A flash of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and with a move of her hand, the white dragon turned into a whip again, returned to her hand, wrapped the hilt of the purple sword, Ji Mo held the handle of the whip, and flicked it outward.

Lei Wei outside the ring trembled when he saw this, the sword used by Yan Stomach was not known to be forged, it could not only incinerate people's souls, but the sword body was covered with a circle of dense inverted teeth, Ji Mo used such violent means to forcibly pull out the sword, how amazing the damage she could need to bear.

Burst! The Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword was forcibly pulled out by her, and along with it, there was a large piece of flesh and blood, and a fist-sized blood hole suddenly appeared on Ji Mo's left chest, and blood sprayed out like a waterfall, with the landing of the Ziyang Sword, Ji Mo's spirit could no longer support it, her legs were weak, and she fell into the ring with a pop.

Ji Mo was hit hard, and Yan's stomach was not much stronger than her, he was whipped off his right arm by Yinjiao's dragon tail, and Yinjiao's aftermath directly shook him out dozens of zhang away, hit the protective array outside the ring and bounced back, and fell under the ring with a bang, coughing up blood from his mouth.

But this guy obviously looked like he was about to hang up, but when he saw Ji Mo not even opening his eyes and forcibly pulling out the Purple Fall Soul Burning Sword, he laughed very strangely.

Ji Mo listened to his laughter, raised her eyes coldly and glanced at him, and lowered her gaze weakly, the Purple Fallen Soul Burning Sword didn't know what it was forged from, she found that after she pulled out this sword, her own perverted recovery ability seemed to have no effect on the wounds caused by this sword, and the blood in her body continued to spray out, and the vitality was still slowly passing.

"Honor, their battle is over, both of them are seriously injured, what if this battle is a draw?" Lei Wei looked at Ji Mo's appearance, his heart was anxious and anxious, and he couldn't help but speak.

"It's okay, the combat power of the two of them is comparable, even if it's a draw." The old man surnamed Rong stared at the two people in the ring for a while, nodded, Lei Wei saw this, his figure flashed, came to Ji Mo's body, reached out to probe her pulse and physical state, and a pair of thick harvests couldn't help but wrinkle tightly.

And with a wave of the sleeve robe of the old man surnamed Rong, he took a picture of Yan's stomach that collapsed on the ring, and the protective array around the ring would not operate when no one was fighting.

Lei Wei wrinkled his eyebrows and glanced at Ji Mo, picked her up, came to the side of Ouyang Ruchu, the peak master of Danyuan Peak, and said, "Ouyang Peak Master, please show me this little apprentice." ”

Ouyang Ruchu is the peak master of the Danyuan Peak of the Moon Gaze Sect, and also the only Dan Dao Sect master of the Moon Gaze Sect, she is a woman who is full of everyone's beautiful atmosphere, wearing a lotus long skirt, and her waist-length hair is only loosely held by a wooden hairpin, which naturally hangs down on the back waist, and the look on Juanxiu's face is calm and calm, as for a rough man like Lei Wei, if he is in such an anxious situation, when he talks to her, he can't help but slow down his voice. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )