Under the moonlight, the golden sword pill the size of a dragon's eye shone faintly, and there was a trace of blood red in the gold.

At this time, Wu You was dead, and this sword pill naturally stopped moving, but even so, Yang Mo could still feel a burst of sharp sword qi from the sword pill.

Even though he had internal strength protection in his hands, he was still stabbed slightly by the sword qi, no wonder Wu You wanted to put this sword pill in a wooden box.

But he was slightly suspicious, but he felt that this sword pill looked like this, it was definitely not a normal performance

Legend has it that the sword immortal who practiced the sword pill would hide it in his body on weekdays, and the sword pill naturally couldn't be like the one in his hand.

Otherwise, those sword immortals were afraid that they would all die under the sword qi.

Thinking of this, Yang Mo felt that it must be that Wu You's method of sacrificing and refining was wrong, otherwise he would not have been defeated so easily.

Those legendary sword immortals, which one is not a vast supernatural power, can take people's heads thousands of miles away.

And the sword pill of the Wu Imperial Envoy, although it is not slow, it is not like the sword immortal sword pill that comes in an instant.

However, when he was fighting during the day, he felt that every time he struck the True Martial Zang Yan, this sword pill would be a little slower, could it be that his True Martial Zang Yan had any effect on the sword pill.

As soon as his mind moved, a blue-black flame light appeared in Yang Mo's hand, and he began to burn this sword pill with True Martial Zang Yan.

As the burning continued, Yang Mo was surprised to find that wisps of blood mist began to seep out of this sword pill.

At the same time, Yang Mo felt a cheerful thought from this sword pill in his heart, as if it liked Yang Mo's behavior very much.

Yang Mo guessed that this blood mist was probably something left by Wu You, and he didn't know what method he used to refine before, why it was so evil.

And as the more the blood mist seeped out, Yang Mo gradually discovered that this sword pill seemed to have an inexplicable connection with his mind.

It's just that this connection is still very shallow at the moment, not to mention that the imperial envoy sword pill kills the enemy, but it can't be moved.

But this feeling proved that his True Martial Zang Yan seemed to be able to really refine this sword pill, and just as he was about to increase his strength to continue the sacrifice, his True Qi could not continue.

This True Martial Artist Zang Yan is good at everything, but the consumption of internal force is too serious, and just this sacrifice just now consumes nearly half of the true qi in his body.

Thinking that this sword pill sacrifice could not be achieved overnight, there were still many dangers waiting for him along the way, so Yang Mo could only put the sword pill away.

However, after a simple sacrifice, he found that the sword pill would no longer emit that sharp sword qi to him, which also indirectly showed that his way of using the True Martial Zang Yan Sacrifice was right.

After a simple rest for more than an hour, Yang Mo felt that his physical strength and true qi had almost recovered, so he turned over and rode towards Hengyang City.

When I arrived at the official road checkpoint in Hengyang City, even though the sky was just white, the entire official road was still tightly sealed.

And this time, there were a lot more Jianghu people who surrounded him than before, and after looking at the wanted notice posted on the side of the road, he suddenly understood everything.

"Kill, reward one hundred taels of gold, capture alive, bounty at the same time, seal the brocade clothes and guard hundreds of households, hehe, find a fool to send him to death, he is so willing to pay the capital."

Just when Yang Mo looked at his wanted warrant and read it silently, those Jianghu guests who were not even afraid of death for the bounty had already recognized him very sharply.

In fact, he didn't hide anything, and it was not surprising that these people could recognize him.

Looking at the group of fierce gods and evil people in front of him, constantly surrounding him, Yang Mo's black sword pounced as soon as it came out.

Although there were more people than the last time, the time it took him to kill these people was still so fast.

And when he killed all these guys who were sent to death, those who really stood in his way appeared.

Looking at the seven people in front of him wearing brocade guard uniforms, Yang Mo didn't want to waste any more time, and rode directly towards the pass.

The True Martial Zang Yan in his hand appeared, forming an evergreen black sword qi on the black sword, and slashed towards the seven people with the momentum of the galloping horse.

"Kill!"

As soon as the voice came out, Yang Mo's mind was in the sea of consciousness, and the first pitch-black sword shadow behind the true body law suddenly lit up.

Then, a monstrous killing intent poured out from the black sword shadow, and then attached to the black sword in his hand.

Immediately after, the blue-black light flame on the sword qi churned again, and the raging sword qi had another breathtaking killing intent.

At this time, in the eyes of those Jinyi Wei masters who blocked Yang Mo, the blue-black sword qi in Yang Mo's hand was a different scene.

As Yang Mo's voice sounded, the original flame-like sword qi flashed violently, and then turned into terrifying strange faces, screaming and wailing.

The moment they saw this strange face, the hearts of the seven brocade guards seemed to sink into a sea of corpses and blood, and their hands and feet began to tremble unconsciously.

Yang Mo struck out with one move, and the True Martial Zang Yan in his hand was retracted, and one person and two horses also rushed out of the pass.

His figure passed by the seven brocade guards who didn't move, accompanied by the sound of seven people falling to the ground and dying.

Just two hours after Yang Mo killed seven times with one sword, Li Qianjian and his group, who were still rushing to Xiangtan Road, had already received news from the spies.

"Speed up, I feel that Xiangtan will meet him in person!"

Hearing that Yang Mo killed seven of his subordinates with a single move, three of them were still masters of the Eight Levels of Qi Condensation, and Li Qianjian no longer planned to slap his subordinates and continue to send them to death.

At his urging, the whole team picked up speed.

At the front of the line, Mr. Duan, who was full of red light, showed a sneering look at this time.

Looking at Li Qianjian's annoyed and angry face, he smiled and said to a yellow-shirted girl next to him: "Miss Xia, I'm afraid the person who came to the rescue is your lover." ”

It turned out that the person riding a horse next to Mr. Duan was none other than Xia Ling'er, who was captured by these people.

She was riding safely on the horse at the moment, not only did she have no restraints on her body, but her martial arts were not restricted at all, but she couldn't afford to have any thoughts of escaping.

The reason why this is so is that Mr. Duan in front of him is smiling, but he is extremely terrifying.

Faced with the arrest of this person that night, she couldn't even use the Void Spirit Mirror to escape, let alone one or two tricks.

The other party's ghost-like body, the terrifying internal force of a yin and yang practitioner, has already stepped into the realm of Yunshen in half a step.

Thinking of this, Xia Ling'er not only didn't answer Mr. Duan's question, but thought to herself that Yang Mo should not chase after him.

Since Jin Yiwei knew that Yang Mo was chasing after him on the first day, Mr. Duan told her the news.

Although these people didn't know Yang Mo's name, she didn't have to guess that it was Yang Mo, and in this world, who else would treat her like this.

"Childe, you better leave me alone."

Xia Linger looked back behind her and said silently.