Halfway up the Lancôme Mountain, at this time it was a wreck, and the war was blazing.

The children of the Wei family and the Liu family, four or five people were divided, and each person had to deal with at least one strong man.

These strong men, the average strength is about the first order and the fourth, and everyone is murderous and ruthless, as if they have a hatred of killing their father and taking their wife.

The worst was Wei Mo, he was surrounded by six or seven people, swords, guns and sticks, light and shadow were surrounded by mysterious power, and all retreats were blocked.

"Go, go, one by one!" Wei Mo shouted.

He tried all his strength to make the loudest sound in his life, but all the sounds were instantly drowned in the sound of ping-pong fighting.

Wei Mo analyzed that judging from the opponent's menacing posture and the distribution of the battle, they were clearly coming at themselves. Otherwise, why do most of them run to him and a few to others?

As long as they stay away from them, they can be safe, Wei Mo thought.

The strength of the people who surrounded him also fluctuated up and down in the first order quadruple. Although Wei Mo was now a first-order two-fold spiritual cultivator, a first-order five-fold martial cultivator, and more than enough to deal with sixth-fold or even seventh-fold opponents, it was still overstretched to deal with six or seven fourth-fold martial cultivators at the same time.

What's more, although these people use different weapons, they advance and retreat in an orderly manner, attack and defend in a way, and they actually follow a certain formation.

They trapped Vemo in it, their weapons sometimes intertwined into a web, crushing him from top to bottom, forcing him to die like a fish out of water. From time to time, he strangled from the periphery to the middle, and several weapons seemed to be one, striking Wei Mo's death hole and forcing him to comply.

The battle intensified, and there were always three black-clad masked men on horseback, standing from a distance to watch. They watched coldly and whispered from time to time.

These people all thought that they were far enough away, their voices were low enough, and the scene was noisy that no one would be able to hear them, so they didn't hide the conversation. As everyone knows, every word was heard by Wei Mo.

As a wizard of the dual cultivation of spiritual and martial arts, Wei Mo's perception far surpassed that of martial or spiritual cultivation of the same level.

"Second brother, why don't you let me do it too, and kill that kid quickly. I'm afraid that Liu Shi will reveal his stuffing, and when I go back, Wei Tianke will ...... back" This voice, Wei Mo is very familiar with - Lin Lun.

"Yes, Second Young Master, this kid Wei Mo is a cat, and he has nine lives at all. You just give him an arrow through the heart, so that he doesn't have too many dreams at night. "This is Lin Yuan.

Wei Mo frowned when he heard this, needless to say, the one who had been silent next to him was naturally the second Shaolin Cang of the Lin family.

"Okay, it turned out to be your Lin family, despicable and shameless, and they actually wanted to kill me for a little contradiction!" Wei Mo gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, "XXX!

A wave of anger in his heart made his spiritual power and Xuan power surge together, and the light blue streamer on his body mixed with the pale white Xuan power light, making his whole person look like a sharp knife. The few strong men who surrounded him all felt the cold killing intent of Na Sen, and couldn't help but feel cowardly.

Wei Mo was still half-hearted at this time, on the one hand, he had to deal with these few people, and on the other hand, he had to worry about his own brother and a few people from the Liu family.

No matter how arrogant and annoying that girl is, people don't deserve to die. What's more, the people of the Lin family are coming at him, and others should not be implicated.

Wei Mo roared angrily, and his two fists flew into the air, wrapped in a strong wind and struck at a person beside him. The opponent retreated, and Vemo gave hot pursuit. Several others quickly lunged at Veemo's back, swords, guns and clubs in unison, trying to force him to give up the pursuit of the man.

Who knew that Wei Mo was not afraid of death, completely ignoring the pursuers behind him. His eyes were red, and he clenched his target like crazy.

"Wei Mo is brain-dead, right? Lin Yuan saw it from a distance and couldn't help but sneer.

Lin Lun frowned, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. Suddenly, he exclaimed, "Ah, this kid has bad intentions!"

"You can see it. Lin Cang said lightly, with extreme disdain for the two brothers in his tone, "Our Lin family's Heaven and Earth Net Array is very powerful, and seven first-order four-fold martial cultivators can use this formation method to trap first-order eightfold and even ninth-order martial cultivators." To strangle Wei Mo, it was easy to read. ”

"Damn, this guy is so cunning! He's chasing after him so hard, he's just messing them up. Lin Yuan finally came back to his senses, clenched his fists and cursed, "Kill him!"

"You're on it!" Lin Lun said disdainfully.

Lin Yuan was embarrassed, shut up and lowered his head and didn't dare to speak. What are you kidding? When Wei Mo only had the first-order triple strength before, he was not that guy's opponent, let alone now? In just over a month, this guy is simply growing up in a thunderbolt!

"Interesting!" Lin Cang said playfully, "It's a pity, if he didn't have to die, I would have liked to make friends with him." ”

Wei Mo gave hot pursuit, and the man fled in a hurry.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations, the cold and piercing killing intent, and the fierce aura that rolled like a wave made the man's legs and feet weak and cold.

At first, he was able to turn around and resist twice, but then he simply threw the stick and ran.

In this way, the seven-person formation was broken. The six of them chased after him, although they were also fierce, but for Wei Mo at this time, it was nothing at all. Without a formation, they are just six soft-footed shrimp.

In the distance, Lin Cang whistled, one long and one short, and the Lin family disciples who had originally surrounded and suppressed others heard the signal and turned to pounce on Wei Mo.

Wei Mo shouted, "Run, run!"

How dare the two Wei family leave Wei Mo? They were also afraid, but they had to grit their teeth and rush: "Young Master, we are here!"

"Fool, run, go find Uncle Tianke!" Wei Mo shouted.

The two hesitated for a moment, you look at me, I look at you, and finally decided to listen to Wei Mo.

The Liu family is not as insistent as the two of them, they fight and retreat, only Liu Xue'er has always stuck to the same place.

Swish!

She jumped lightly, like a snow fairy, with a flowing white shirt and a smart body. Holding a short bow in both hands, a slight pull will make it a full string.

There were three feather arrows on the bowstring, Liu Xue'er loosened her fingers, and with three crisp sounds, the three feather arrows shot out in the shape of a word.

The feathered arrow whistled through the wind, drawing three white arcs in the air, and hit the backs of the three of them accurately.

Puff puff!

The three men fell to the ground with arrows, and Wei Mo's pressure plummeted. But among the three black-clothed people who were originally watching next to him, two of them slapped the saddle, flew up, and pounced on Liu Xue'er. These two people are Lin Yuan and Lin Lun.

"Sister, let's go!" Liu Shuang'er saw that the two were menacing, and hurriedly pulled her sister to say.

"No, if we go out together, we must go back together. Brother Yun and Uncle Tianke are good friends, if we abandon Wei Mo, how will Brother Yun behave in the future?

Liu Shuang'er was embarrassed, bowed her head and said: "The heart is worthy of heaven and earth~"

"It's good to know!" Liu Xue'er glanced at her sister and jumped to meet the two.