Xu Mo had his arm cut off, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound, and with the cold environment, there was basically no difference between waiting for death.

The only good news is that Gu Xia consumed too much and chose to leave, which reduced Xu Mo's pressure a lot.

The black membrane of the body part of the body surged, wrapping the wound on his right arm to prevent excessive blood loss and death.

His left hand trembled with pain, and he took out a round and turquoise pill in his pocket and put it into his mouth wrapped in black membrane.

As soon as the pill was swallowed, the bleeding wound quickly stopped, and the strength in his hand increased greatly.

With one hand in his left hand, he directly grabbed the denota knife that was splitting in.

In the face of Chenyang, who was holding a knife in both hands, his strength was not weak at all, and he even had a faint tendency to suppress Chenyang.

Chenyang frowned, not for being suppressed.

It was for the emerald green elixir, which could instantly allow Xu Mo to recover from the injury of his broken arm, and his strength increased greatly.

The value of this elixir is comparable to that of sophisticated equipment, or even higher, after all, it is something used to save lives, and it will always be more precious.

"Ahh

Xu Mo shouted, the face hidden under the black membrane was already crazy, and his arm suddenly exerted force, pressing the knife back in one fell swoop.

The body slammed forward, crushing Chenyang to the ground.

His legs pressed against Chenyang's body, making it difficult for him to get up again, and his left hand was raised into a fist and swung down with a sudden fist.

The fist blessed by the power of the elixir was enough to smash Chenyang's head with one punch.

Chenyang struggled hard, but was suppressed by Xu Mo.

In desperation, the electric knife in his right hand was loosened, and he grabbed the fist with one hand.

The blood on his face surged, and there was also an angry roar in his mouth, which seemed to be accumulating strength, and suddenly smashed towards Xu Mo above.

The force of Xu Mo's suppression loosened in an instant, and Chenyang's legs moved, withdrawing from under Xu Mo's body, and reflexively kicked him in the lower abdomen.

As soon as his body rolled, he rolled to the Denota knife that fell aside, and as soon as the handle of the knife was grasped in his hand, a dazzling electric light immediately flashed.

The blade suddenly swung out, slashing at the black membrane body with great speed.

Xu Mo let out a loud roar from his mouth, and in the protection of the black membrane, he waved his fist and collided head-on with the Electric Tai Knife.

The blade of the knife transmitted a strong force, which suddenly shook Chenyang's arms numb, and almost shook his palm to release the handle of the knife.

It took two steps in his legs to remove the force.

Chenyang looked at Xu Mo, who was extremely powerful in front of him, and felt a little tricky in his heart.

Their battle has been going on for a while, and if it drags on a little longer, Zhang Qing Yanchun will definitely sense the movement.

Although Gu Xia had sealed the entrance to the basement as much as possible to isolate the sound, it could only delay a little time.

In the Vault, there are suddenly four Origin Holders missing, and anyone will notice that something is wrong.

Xu Mo must be disposed of in the shortest possible time.

Chenyang thought secretly in his heart, the electric sword that he was holding in both hands loosened, and with a light throw, it fell into Gu Xia's hand, and his right hand felt out the evil devouring dagger.

Looking at Xu Mo's eyes, there was a strong killing intent.

The movement under his feet was like a civet cat's step, silent, and he stood beside Xu Mo in a blink of an eye, and the dagger in his hand reached out as quickly as lightning.

The tip of the knife stabbed hard at the throat.

Xu Mo's eyes were sharp, and with one hand, he directly grabbed the knife edge of the Devouring Dagger, trying to snatch the dagger from Chenyang's hand with all his strength.

Chenyang's arm exerted force, and the green tendons burst out, and it seemed that it was difficult to gain an advantage in strength.

Immediately decided, the right leg was quickly kicked out.

This kick was fierce and ferocious, and it kicked straight towards the fatal part in the middle of Xu Mo.

Xu Mo was shocked, and his body instinctively kicked out, trying to block this cruel kick.

Seeing that he couldn't kick it, Chenyang secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, and kicked out a kick that stomped heavily on the floor.

In an instant, the ground was dusty, and it was difficult to see what was underfoot.

Chenyang took advantage of the smoke and dust to cover, and stepped to the side, dodging Xu Mo's kick.

The head stepped forward, and a head hammer hit Xu Mo's forehead, making a dull sound.

Xu Mo didn't expect Chenyang to be this kind of hooligan play, so he didn't react a little, and retreated a few steps backwards one after another.

Seeing that the blow was successful, Chenyang did not give up, and slammed his left hand into Xu Mo's chest with a fist.

Xu Mo has a black membrane body, and being hit by a punch is not too painful, but being cut off an arm has a great limit on his strength.

For example, now, Chenyang has one hand on his arm, and there is one hand that can do whatever he wants to him.

Xu Mo didn't even have the ability to resist.

Chenyang punched out, as if hitting rubber. The surface of the black film is extremely tough, and at the same time there is a rebound force.

The right leg stepped behind Xu Mo, and the calf part exerted force, and suddenly stumbled behind Xu Mo's leg.

Xu Mo's feet were crooked, and his body leaned forward.

Chenyang's steps followed and stepped forward, his knees raised at the same time, and he slammed his knee towards Xu Mo.

This blow can be said to be with all his strength, and the force penetrated through the black membrane, which actually made Xu Mo's chest suffocated, as if he had been hit in the chest by a heavy hammer.

There seems to be blood spilling out of the mouth, absorbed and swallowed by the black membrane.

Chenyang grabbed his only remaining arm with his right hand, and the fist of his left arm kept blasting out of his chest, each punch exhausting its strength.

The fist speed was fast, and the power was extremely heavy, and in an instant, it was like a storm, and it frantically attacked Xu Mo.

Xu Mo relied on the black film on the surface, silently blocking the invasion of one force after another.

And he could feel that this layer of black membrane was speeding up the speed of consumption in the bombardment of a punch.

The effect of that elixir was also coming to an end.

Chenyang attacked again and again, but he was powerless to resist.

Xu Mo felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, the flames of anger in his eyes burned, and an unwilling roar sounded in his mouth.

The arm twisted slightly, and it erupted with unprecedented power.

Chenyang's grip instantly loosened.

Xu Mo's steps retreated half a step slightly, his arms retracted, and the muscles of his forearms were as tight as rocks, accumulating all his strength.

A punch blasted out, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the violent force merged into the arm, bringing out a whistling fist wind, and frantically blasted towards Chenyang's head.

Chenyang's pupils shrank, as if he didn't expect that Xu Mo was already at the end of his crossbow, and he could still burst out with this fierce blow.

The ferocious power in his body exploded, and a monstrous evil qi gushed out of his body and hit Xu Mo's body.

That momentum came, Xu Mo's movements slowed down, and there was no anger in his heart, and only pure fear of the monstrous evil qi was left in his eyes.

Chenyang's body moved, easily avoiding this punch.

The ferocity dissipated, and the resentment in Xu Mo's eyes was unquenchable, and a roar of anger of unknown meaning came out of his mouth. The steps under his feet stepped out sharply, and he rushed towards the morning sun desperately, punching out punch after punch.

The elixir in his body had already exhausted his medicinal power, and this punch was not painful or itchy, and Chenyang waved his hands and took it easily.

Xu Mo seemed to have exhausted his last strength, and when the black membrane dissipated and turned into a shadow and merged into his body, he didn't forget to throw out the last punch, which was held in the palm of Chenyang's hand with one hand.

Looking at Xu Mo in front of him, his eyes showed strong malice, and that malice contained hatred, unwillingness and anger.

That kind of look, as if he was going to swallow the morning sun alive.

Looking at Xu Mo's eyes, Chenyang couldn't help laughing, as if he had found something interesting.

There was a surge of anger in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I wasn't going to be an enemy of you, but you took the initiative to attack me. This battle, your unwillingness, anger, all of this is your own cause, and you deserve it. ”

As soon as the words fell, the dagger in Chenyang's hand slashed out briskly, leaving a blood-red mark on Xu Mo's throat.

There was no longer hatred in Xu Mo's eyes, but a deep remorse, I don't know whether he regretted making a move on Chenyang, or regretted saving Chenyang in the first place.

"Whew~"

A drop of blood dripped from the blade, and Chenyang gasped slightly, revealing a relieved expression.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, for some reason, there was no hatred or anger in Chenyang's eyes. It's an extremely complex, mixed emotion that makes it difficult for him to explain what it is.

In Xu Mo's corpse, a dark light appeared, blending into his chest.

As soon as the dark light melted into his body, it immediately spread into his brain, limbs, and even shadows.

Chenyang felt a suction force coming from his right arm, and it seemed that Lingyuan Hand had activated his ability.

At this time, the Spirit Source Hand seemed to transform into a huge dark vortex, trying to devour the Shadow Spirit Origin.

This group of shadow spirits first entered Chenyang's body, and in the face of the spirit source hand that took the initiative, it was naturally powerless to fight back.

In the constant struggle, he fell into the depths of the whirlpool.

The energy of the shadow spirit continued to decompose, then refined, and finally mixed in the hands of the spirit source, and Chenyang felt an extra dark and mysterious energy in his right arm.

On the back of his right hand, a scorching heat appeared.

Chenyang raised his hand and saw that a magic pattern of a pentagram appeared on the back of his hand, and in the corner of the pentagram, an indescribable black mist icon appeared, and there was a strange smile in the middle of the black fog, which made people feel inexplicably cold.