What's more critical is that the two are connected by luck, and once Li Valve fails to reach the top, Ning Daoqi will also suffer from luck backlash.

Chen Mo nodded clearly, "I see." ”

After solving his doubts, Chen Mo stood still, raised the halberd in his hand and said to everyone, "I have a formula, and I look forward to everyone's evaluation." ”

Winning or losing, this is not a good choice for Ning Daoqi, who is in a declining state here, of course, no one thinks that Chen Mo is arrogant, after all, the other party has this strength.

"The old Taoist priest is not in the state, so let Bi Xuan take the main attack, and you will cooperate with me." Bi Xuan carried a bronze short spear and took a few steps to the front of everyone.

At this time, in order to survive, they have to coordinate each other and let their combat power play to the strongest, although it is not necessarily that the other party will follow what they say, but their own side is stronger, and it is always right to have a better chance of survival.

They knew quite well that once the people dispersed, the individual blows were nothing more than flipping hands, and the fight just now proved that.

"Then there is Lao Wuzun." Fanqing Hui said.

Bi Xuan waved his hand and laughed at himself, "The word Wuzun, don't take it out and show it." ”

Fan Qinghui looked at the figure standing and waiting, nodded indifferently, and stopped talking.

Bi Xuan suddenly let out a long roar, stepped on the ground hard, the ground suddenly cracked, and with a lift of his toes, he took out the spear that was hiding in the underground "Agu Shihuaa" to sneak attack and hide his identity.

Ninety-nine pounds of spear in hand, Bi Xuan's momentum climbed by three points, the scorching sun **** urged to the extreme, even if Chen Mo was still hot from a distance of three zhang, the clothes on his upper body turned into flying ash, revealing a perfect physique, the bronze skin flashed with a dazzling luster, and the double moon retreated from his strengths, making his majestic body more capable of supporting the starry sky, and his palms were wide and broad, which seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world.

However, at this moment, the green tendons on his bronzed skin were beating, and the green tendons on his arms were protruding high as if they would burst at any time, and the power of the mountains and tsunamis was surging under the skin.

During the period when Bi Xuan was gaining momentum, Chen Mo fell into no sorrow and no joy, and a stream of sharp and fierce energy suddenly burst out from his body, tearing out cracks on the ground, which was a manifestation of Chen Mo's lack of control.

This type of landslide, even if Chen Mo spent many years, he still didn't fully grasp it, but the benefits gained from it are self-evident, that is, the improvement of the realm is countless times faster than ordinary cultivation, and because Chen Mo uses a halberd instead of a knife, he doesn't have to worry about repeating the path of his predecessors at all.

Feeling the strength of the collapsed mountains and breaking the mountains, cutting the rocks and cutting the gullies, constantly converging on the halberd, Fan Qinghui, Xie Hui and others all had a sense of tearing on their skins, and they all lifted their breath and condensed, climbing their state to the top of the mountain, empty, Master Jiaxiang, Emperor Heart Venerable saw Chen Mo's constantly improving momentum and directly ran the desperate secret method, and the combat power on the original basis was raised again.

As a great master who has experienced a hundred battles, if the two martial arts are sparring, they will naturally wait for the other party to reach the peak of their momentum, but this is a battle related to his own life and the rise and fall of the race, he bent Ma Qiaoao's back, and he made a move.

The spear shook, and the fit pounced, and the originally hot and hot air was scorching again, and everyone saw that the Xuangong big **** was unfolded, and they all played their own mastery, and the sword qi and palm power were overwhelming around Bi Xuan's body, but they avoided him.

Ning Daoqi finally made a move, and the essence of the eight flutters was in the void, the void can be angry, and the purity is empty, then this void is real, between the virtual and the real, although the state is different, there is no way of nature, mysterious and mysterious, no big or small.

It is the best choice to reconcile with the middle of the Ning Daoqi move, the royal qi and the transformation between the virtual and the real, and the blessing of the offensive of the skin is like a wave, following Bi Xuan's offensive.

Chen Mo was not in a hurry, gently flicked the halberd stationed on the ground, and the fire fell, slashing at Bi Xuan's spear.

The sonorous sound entered his ears, and Fan Qinghui saw that Bi Xuan's feet had collapsed a few inches, and his wrist was even more imperceptible, as if he could not withstand the huge force, but under the deployment of Ning Daoqi, the joint offensive of several people arrived, relieving Bi Xuan's pressure.

Feeling the almost unbearable huge force coming from the spear, Bi Xuan knew that he couldn't do it, turned around and whirled, and after borrowing the force, the spear stabbed out again, different from the big clumsy just now, at this moment, countless spear shadows came out.

Chen Mo regained control of the flowing fire thrown high in his hand under the agitation of the collision, but it turned into blood-colored lightning and slashed down, and before the halberd landed, the ground had already cracked a huge crack under this pressure.

The shadows of thousands of spears suddenly merged, and the fiery red spear like a soldering iron broke through the broken mountain, broke through the space where the back was imprisoned, and hit the weak spot of the halberd.

Rumble!

The two collided, the true qi was agitated, the terrifying energy swept in all directions, the gravel pierced through the air, the wind and sand squinted, the expected evenly matched did not appear, Bi Xuan was directly afraid into the ground, the square under his feet was covered with dense cracks, the closer to the center, the more fine the cracks, the place where the double moon retreated was full of gravel chips, and the blood kept coming out.

The halberd was even more of a combined blow of the unabated and annihilated people, and seriously injured everyone.

And Ning Daoqi, the key figure of the guiding force, was chopped dozens of meters away, his chest collapsed, and he couldn't see it.

The majestic figure standing in front of everyone just now was no longer there, and at this moment, only his upper body was exposed to the ground, and shocking cracks appeared on his high-spirited body.

Click, click, a small sound came, and the spear that was originally held in Bi Xuan's hand began to peel off pieces of debris, and then, like a signal, the spear shattered and scattered in front of Bi Xuan.

Poof!

Blood arrows suddenly erupted from Bi Xuan's body, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, and said in an inaudible voice, "It's so strong." Then the back of his head tilted and lost his voice, and the eyes of the originally angry bow chief also lost their brilliance.

In this battle, two of the three great masters of the Tang Dynasty fell, but Chen Mo was not the slightest bit agitated, and he was completely unable to find a collision of equal strength to help him break through at one time.

As soon as the halberd was retracted, looking at the people who were lying down weakly, Chen Mo's passage opened and released Bai Qing'er.

"Master, you haven't looked for someone for a long time." Bai Qing'er, who had just come to the outside world, complained, and then seemed to notice that something was wrong at the scene, "Hey, the master seems to have experienced a big battle." Isn't this the Lord of Brahma, the Master of Emptiness? ”

"Demon Gate Demon Girl, hum cough cough cough"

"Master!"

Fan Qinghui couldn't suppress his injuries when he was angry.

"Oh, ho-ho-ho." After seeing their miserable condition, Bai Qing'er let out an incomprehensible laugh: "You actually came to intercept the master without taking your own strength, you really deserve to die!" ”

"Qing'er, all the men are killed!"

"Qing'er takes the order." Bai Qing'er cheered, the character she could only look up to was now about to end in her hands, she stretched out the little fragrant tongue of the female Qiao Nen and touched her dry lips, and the whole person trembled with excitement.