When the short, middle-aged man stormed over, faintly, the sound of an air explosion could be heard.

However, Yu Yang was very conceited and didn't pay attention to the short middle-aged man at all.

"Get the fuck out of here. ”

Yu Yang snorted, raised his foot directly, and kicked at his opponent.

A powerful force permeated out, and Yu Yang's shot brought a lot of momentum, however, the short middle-aged man just stretched out his arm, and his palm was like an eagle's claw, directly detaining Yu Yang's right foot.

"I can't help myself. ”

The short middle-aged man snorted coldly in his mouth, and then the strength like an ocean suddenly poured out, and Yu Yang's body, like a broken sandbag, was directly thrown out, and finally smashed heavily on a stone.

Poof.

Yu Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes looked like he had seen a ghost.

"This guy is so strong......"

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Yu Yang just thought that he was too careless, so he was caught by the short middle-aged man.

In his eyes, since Jiang Mo, a five-star martial artist, could fight with that short middle-aged man for a long time, then with his six-star martial venerable's peak combat power, he should be able to kill this person in seconds, Yu Yang thought in his heart.

"I thought that everyone in your soul hunting team was as brave as the white-haired young man just now. If that were the case, we would be defeated. But now it seems that there are still some cats and dogs. The short middle-aged man laughed.

When his words fell into Yu Yang's ears, it became a great irony.

Yu Yang's face turned red, he didn't believe that he was not as good as a five-star martial artist.

As soon as he thought of this, he stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and a long sword flashed out in his hand, stabbing straight towards the short-lived middle-aged man.

The sword light was dazzling, and the wind whistled up, whistling away at Yu Yang's opponent.

"Hey, you guy, you don't believe it yet. I'm going to let you see today, the strength of your three-legged cat can't be on the table!"

The short middle-aged man laughed strangely, and his speed suddenly increased several times, only to see the dazzling sword light roaring around him, but no sword light could fall on this person's body.

Yu Yang's pupils widened suddenly, and when he really got close to the short man, he could feel an extremely terrifying pressure from him.

Bang!

However, before Yu Yang could think about it, the short middle-aged man reached out with a palm and pressed it on Yu Yang's chest extremely quickly.

Yu Yang wanted to dodge, but he was powerless, because, no matter how he avoided it, it seemed that he couldn't dodge.

Bang, bang, bang!

A dull sound, like a firecracker, sounded in Yu Yang's chest, and his body was directly blasted out, and the trauma he suffered this time was several times more tragic than the beginning.

It was only at this time that Yu Yang realized a truth, that is, people can't look good, and the strength of this short middle-aged man is far beyond what he can contend with.

However, what made Yu Yang puzzled was that since the strength of this short middle-aged man was so strong, didn't the white-haired young man who had just joined his soul hunting team also have such terrifying strength?

Yu Yang would not be stupid enough to think that Jiang Mo was in a stalemate battle with a short middle-aged man just now, and it was the short middle-aged man who was releasing water.

The slightly chubby monk Qiu Weiwei's strength was also terrifying, and he still had the upper hand against two monks alone.

Yu Yang seemed to have a good relationship with him, and after seeing Yu Yang's defeat, he immediately retreated and blocked many attacks for Yu Yang.

The battle here is very fierce, but Feng Jieyu is very quiet.

Feng Jieyu uses the wood attribute Yuan Li, which is mainly based on control, but her opponent is an assassin who uses a short dagger.

The opponent relies on speed, while Feng Jieyu keeps swinging vines and wants to entangle the opponent.

This back-and-forth battle made the battle here seem a little quiet.

"Brother Jiang, why are you here?"

After seeing Jiang Mo, a look of surprise flashed in Feng Jieyu's beautiful eyes, and at this time, the assassin with the short dagger was a little jealous after seeing the white-haired young man standing next to Feng Jieyu.

As an assassin, his intuition of danger was much higher than that of ordinary people, and the white-haired young man in front of him brought him great pressure.

"My opponent has been snatched away, so let's see if you need help here. Jiang Mo shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

Hearing this, Feng Xie Yuqiao showed a happy smile on his face and said, "Brother Jiang, that guy's speed is too fast, and my vines can't get close to him at all." ”

Jiang Mo smiled, glanced at the assassin with the short dagger, and immediately said to Feng, "Why don't you try again." ”

After the words fell, Jiang Mo's feet slashed on the ground, and suddenly there was an invisible ripple of energy, centered on the place where Jiang Mo was standing, and spread towards the surroundings.

When the ripples of energy spread, a terrible weight followed, and being in it was like being stuck in a puddle of mud.

The pressure, bypassing the wind and interpreting the words, in the blink of an eye, wrapped the assassin with a short dagger and entered.

"Damn, why is the gravitational force increasing?"

When that energy ripple dispersed, Feng Jieyu's opponent faintly felt it.

Feng Jieyu also noticed the changes around her, and with a wave of her hands, two thick turquoise vines suddenly drilled out of the ground and wrapped around the assassin.

Seeing this, the assassin looked startled, and hurriedly urged his body to dodge, intending to dodge, however, the gravity exerted by Jiang Mo just now made his figure unable to quickly dodge away.

In the blink of an eye, the vine wrapped around its body, and the Assassin was shocked and hurriedly swung his dagger to cut through the rope-like vine.

However, tentacles sprouted from the vines again, causing his body to be completely entangled, as if tying up rice dumplings.

The Assassin was shocked, and saw that his palm flipped over, and a small black vial appeared in the palm of his hand, and the mouth of the bottle poured out, and a layer of purple-red liquid was applied to the dagger.

When the smell of purple-red liquid came out, even Jiang Mo wrinkled his nose, obviously this was highly poisonous!

"Be careful!" Jiang Mo reminded, however, Feng Jieyu's combat experience was not so rich, and she didn't know that this assassin would also use poison, and she was a little panicked when she saw the assassin swing his dagger and slash at the vines in an orderly manner.

"Cut off your connection with the vine. Jiang Mo reminded again, and at this time, his figure flashed and appeared behind the assassin.

At this time, the assassin wanted to break the net, he didn't care so much, and when he saw Jiang Mo coming, he instinctively waved his arm, and the dagger came towards Jiang Mo, like a poisonous snake.

However, this assassin underestimated Jiang Mo's strength, and when the dagger flew out, it directly froze in mid-air, and a cyan flame rose up, and the dagger instantly turned into molten iron.

(End of chapter)