Feng Ling Mo saw that Zhao Ming had already been covered, and then his handprint changed rapidly.

At that moment, there was a loud bang in the middle of the coffin, and it was obvious that Zhao Ming was struggling to hit inside, wanting to break this layer of confinement and stand out from it.

However, the Han Ding is a low-grade artifact, even if Feng Lingmo's strength is not good, it can't stimulate all the power of the Han Ding Ding, and it is impossible to be broken by a small bucket position.

"Hmph, want to come out?

The sonorous and powerful voice came into Feng Lingmo's ears, and he drank coldly, and at the same time, the handprint quickly accelerated and changed.

"梼杌, now. ”

Feng Lingmo shouted violently.

Immediately, there was a violent roar from the Han Ding, and the sonorous and powerful voice had been covered up at that moment, but this was not over, a crazy roar of a fierce beast quietly came out from the Han Ding, and Zhao Ming's scream.

Around it, the fierce qi is surging, inside the Han Ding, it is the world of the Han Qi Beast Spirit, Zhao Ming is blocked in the Han Ding, then the consequences can naturally be known.

After a while, the calm gradually regained in the middle of the coffin, and the purple-black flames quietly dispersed at that moment, and there was a faint smell of blood that melted into the wind and drifted in this forest.

Feng Lingmo's mind moved, and a pool of blood suddenly appeared under Feng Lingmo's sight, only to see that none of Zhao Ming's body was complete, large and small pieces of flesh were scattered all over the place, blood oozed from the eyelids, and the eyeballs were bulging, extremely hideous, even Feng Lingmo couldn't bear to look at it directly, turned around and vomited, presumably Zhao Ming experienced unimaginable fear and despair before he died.

On the other side of the battlefield, Jiang Maodong and Sun Peng both stopped, and at the same time looked in the direction of Feng Lingmo in disbelief, Sun Peng looked at Zhao Ming's messy body, anger rose, and roared: "Big brother, boy, I'm going to kill you!"

As soon as Sun Peng's words fell, there was a clear sound under his feet, and he waved his heavy weight all thinking about Feng Lingmo and approached directly, he didn't expect that the seemingly weak young man in front of him was so ruthless in his heart, and he was decisive in killing, and two people had already died in his hands in this battle.

Seeing this, Feng Lingmo immediately moved Han Qiding in front of him, wanting to use this to resist the sudden blow, but at this moment, only heard the sound of a broken wind flute, Jiang Maodong's figure descended in front of Sun Peng, and a flame barrier quietly appeared, blocking Sun Peng, and said lightly: "You have run to the wrong battlefield! Don't forget, your opponent is me." ”

"You, you're going to die too. ”

Seeing this, Sun Peng gritted his teeth and said, in his eyes, anger burned, as if he was about to blast Jiang Maodong who was blocking him into pulp, and a giant hammer came out of my palm, and with a loud shout, he hammered down towards Jiang Maodong.

At the same time, a slender five-foot long sword appeared in Jiang Maodong's palm, and with a wave of one hand, it collided with the giant hammer, causing ripples of spiritual power.

At this moment, Feng Lingmo took back the Han Qiding, held the Chongyan Falling Sword in his hand, and wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Jiang Maodong, because this is a battlefield that belongs to him, he must solve it by himself, and no one else can interfere, his battle is unstoppable, his glory is indelible, this battle, he fought to the end alone.

Feng Lingmo was also quite helpless at this time, and after nodding towards Jiang Maodong, he stepped aside, leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, and watched the battlefield belonging to Jiang Maodong.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...

The roar of spiritual power impact swept away, and the huge trees broke with a bang in the beating of the giant hammer and the cutting of the long sword.

The roar of the fight ran through the earth, and at this time, Jiang Maodong and Sun Peng already had wounds on their bodies, but the strength of the two was equal, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and at the same time, neither of them used their killer skills, and they seemed to be hiding and retaining.

But after this temptation, the real battle has come,

"Flame... Month... Chop. ”

Jiang Maodong's expression was awe-inspiring, and he waved the thin sword in his hand, and one after another flame moon arcs blasted towards Zhao Ming.

Lift up... Sky... top

Zhao Ming shouted, the giant hammer smashed to the ground, the hammer fell, and there were more than a dozen rock pillars rising into the sky at that moment.

Ten flame moon arcs pierced the sky, bombarding those three-zhang tall optimus pillars, and at the same time, there was a violent tremor, and the boulders on the stone pillars rolled down, and the sand and dust filled the sky and the earth, obscuring everyone's sight.

However, Jiang Maodong immediately made a decision, stomped his foot violently, rushed into the dust, and used its cover to give Sun Peng a fatal blow.

But Sun Peng's body was keen, and he had already felt that Jiang Maodong was rushing towards him, and then swung a giant hammer to smash at him, but he never thought that Jiang Maodong was like a ghost, and he had just seen him in front of Sun Peng, and he had already come behind him in a blink of an eye.

Scorching Moon Slash

Jiang Maodong came behind Sun Peng, turned sideways, and a flame moon arc hit Sun Peng's body, and was directly rushed by the moon arc, and at this moment, another flame moon arc rushed towards Sun Peng's body again.

Immediately after, when the fourth flame moon arc flew out, Jiang Maodong chased after it and followed closely.

The arc falling sword fell on Sun Peng's body, and the body method was so fast, obviously after a lot of actual combat, he had such a body style.

Yes!

Sun Peng screamed, and saw that the long sword slashed through the place and dropped an arm, which was Sun Peng's left hand.

At this time, the giant hammer held by Sun Peng's right hand also fell to the ground at that moment, after the broken arm, he frantically covered the wound with his right hand, but the residual hot blood still oozed from his fingers, he was frightened, and hurriedly pushed the blood that flowed up, roaring in horror, wanting to send the blood into the body and prevent it from flowing out, but he didn't know how stupid this was to do.

Jiang Maodong looked at Sun Peng's appearance, and without saying a word, the long sword slashed into the air, straight to his throat.

Quietly, the long sword cut his throat, and suddenly blood splattered, spraying onto Jiang Maodong's body, the white blade in his hand was covered with blood, and in the next moment, a head slammed and rolled to the ground, with a hideous face.

In the blink of an eye, another life passed away quietly, Jiang Maodong put the long sword into the space ring, changed into a clean clothes, and walked towards Feng Lingmo.

Feng Lingmo watched Jiang Maodong walk towards him step by step, and the scene of cutting off Sun Peng's head before resurfaced in his mind, so calm, it must not be the first time.

When Jiang Maodong came to Feng Lingmo, Feng Lingmo didn't ask anything, just nodded lightly.

At this moment, Feng Lingmo thought of something, and hurriedly took out Shi Nan's space ring, and his spiritual sense swept through the space ring, and found a worn-out parchment scroll among those miscellaneous items.

"What is this?"

Feng Lingmo took out the parchment roll and muttered.

However, Jiang Maodong on the side looked at the parchment roll and exclaimed.

"This is, a treasure. ”