Half an hour later, the smoke cleared, revealing one of the extremely embarrassed figures.

Luo Biao was covered in almost no intact places, drenched in blood.

However, these flesh wounds are not fatal injuries for the Martial King powerhouse.

"If it weren't for the defense of that Martial King's golden body, the Silent Xuan Thunder just now would have caused Luo Biao to be hit hard!" Jiang Mo's dark eyes stared at the embarrassed figure, and the aura coming from the latter's body was still long.

Jiang Mo sighed, and he also knew that the Martial King powerhouse was not so easy to kill.

Cough......

Luo Biao coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and when he looked at Jiang Mo, there was already a thick look of jealousy in his eyes.

His Martial King Golden Body had been destroyed by the Silent Xuanlei, and if Jiang Mo could throw a few more, then his fate would be extremely miserable.

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Biao shook his palm, and the voice mixed with the majestic Yuan Force came out.

"I also hope that Brother Su can show up and help Luo. ”

When these words came out, Jiang Mo's brows furrowed, this Luo Biao was also cautious enough, and even secretly invited a helper, no wonder he was able to survive the countless pursuits in the Cang Hades Palace.

"Luo Biao, you invited me here, originally just to deal with the assassination of the Cang Hades Palace, but I didn't expect to be caught up by this little blood wolf. ”

As those words fell, a man in a white robe slowly appeared on this Tianzhu Peak.

The moment the white-robed man appeared, Tietoutuo and the other strong people all turned pale.

"Let Brother Su laugh, this kid has too many means, and I can't cope with it. Seeing the white-robed man, Luo Biao hugged his fists, his face a little embarrassed.

Jiang Mo's eyes were also fixed on the white-robed man, and in his perception, this person's strength had reached the realm of a three-star martial king, and he was one star stronger than Luo Biao.

The white-robed man looked very confident, waved his sleeve robe, and said, "Since I have come forward, all the methods of this kid have lost their meaning. I will let him know that in the face of true strength, all means are just vain. ”

After finishing speaking, the white-robed man moved, his speed was extremely fast, and he appeared in front of Jiang Mo in the blink of an eye.

His palms, which were more slender and white than a woman, fell lightly towards Jiang Mo, and at this moment, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality tumbled violently and pressed down on Jiang Mo.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo let out a low roar, immediately clenched his fists, and his whole body strength was mobilized, blasting towards the white-robed man without reservation.

But Jiang Mo's attack didn't have much effect, the white-robed man seemed to have a fluttering palm, but it contained the power of thunder, and directly suppressed Jiang Mo's full force.

Kick, kick, kick!

That palm fell, Jiang Mo's figure retreated a few steps one after another before it stabilized, and there was a burst of qi and blood churning in his body.

This white-robed man seems to be only a small realm away from Luo Biao, but the strength of the two is very different, and they are not the same.

"This guy is so strong. Jiang Mo sighed secretly, forcibly suppressing the sweetness in his throat.

Seeing that Jiang Mo had only taken a few steps back, the white-robed man sighed lightly, and then got up again, waved his palms out, and kept slapping them down, like a big river, endlessly.

Jiang Mo used the subtlety of the ghost's shadow to dodge constantly, and occasionally fought hard with the white-robed man, which made him embarrassed.

"Hehe, a good body martial art, if it weren't for the benefits of this body method, you would have been defeated. The white-robed man also saw that the reason why Jiang Mo was able to fight with him for so long was completely relying on the ghost shadow.

Jiang Mo didn't answer, just calmly defended, but as long as he had the opportunity, he would fight back fiercely.

But as the battle continued, the advantage of the white-robed man became more and more obvious, his yuan power was deep, and his attacks were fierce and fierce, more than one grade higher than Na Luo Biao.

Finally, at a certain moment, the white-robed man grabbed a defensive loophole in Jiang Mo and imprinted a palm directly on Jiang Mo's chest.

"Poof!"

That huge force poured down, Jiang Mo spurted out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his body flew upside down dozens of meters away in embarrassment.

Seeing Jiang Mo injured, Luo Biao's face was overjoyed, and his figure flashed, he had already appeared behind Jiang Mo, and then his fist clenched, and he slammed into Jiang Mo's back.

Suffering this heavy blow again, Jiang Mo's body was like a bird with a broken line, and he fell sharply.

"Luo Biao, I fight with people, but I don't like others to interfere. Just when Luo Biao wanted to continue to give Jiang Mo a fatal blow, the cold voice of the white-robed man came.

Luo Biao's body suddenly stiffened when he heard this, and he didn't dare to continue to move.

Jiang Mo, who fell rapidly, was able to catch his breath for a moment and a half, but it didn't take long for the white-robed man to chop the soles of his feet and reach out and slash at Jiang Mo.

That terrifying wind made Jiang Mo's face tremble, he didn't dare to hesitate, and directly urged the Nirvana Heavenly Wing.

Crash!

A pair of black wings suddenly stretched out from Jiang Mo's back, and between the vibrations, there was a faint sound of wind howling.

His falling body was floated up by this wind whirlpool, and under the fanning of his black wings, Jiang Mo's figure rose a few points again.

"Yuan Li Hua Wings?" When he saw the pair of black wings, the white-robed man's face suddenly turned cold.

In the next moment, he reacted, this should be some kind of rare flying martial art.

Yuan Li Wing is the hallmark of the Martial Emperor's powerhouse, if Jiang Mo really has such a terrifying cultivation, how can he be so embarrassed in his own hands?

"This kid has a lot of means!" Luo Biao was dumbfounded on the side, Jiang Mo first took out the Silent Xuanlei that even he was extremely afraid of, and now even this flying martial art has been used.

The white-robed man licked his lips, looked at Jiang Mo in mid-air with a fiery gaze, and said, "Boy, if you are willing to hand over the cultivation method of this flying martial art to me, I can just ask about the grievances between you and Luo Biao." ”

Hearing this, Luo Biao's face shook, but he didn't dare to say anything, after all, the strength of the white-robed man was there.

"Hehe, you're thinking about it. Jiang Mo sneered.

"If you don't agree, then I'll have to rob it, something as rare as flying martial arts, even I'm rare!" As the white-robed man spoke, a slender soft sword appeared in his right hand, trembling slightly, making a buzzing sound.

"You're on earth and I'm in heaven, and I want to see how you rob it. Jiang Mo crossed his arms and stared at the white-robed man with a smile.

The white-robed man snorted coldly, and immediately pinched his fingers, and the slender soft sword directly detached from his right hand, and with a buzz, he swept towards Jiang Mo.

Seeing the soft sword that swept in, Jiang Mo's eyes flashed with curiosity, could it be that this white-robed man also knew the art of the sword?

(End of chapter)