"Yun Shao, to deal with an ant who cultivates martial arts and cultivates qi, why do you need to do it yourself, just leave it to me. ”

The black-robed young man confidently stepped forward and faced Yang Mo head-on.

"Boy, if you know each other, hand over the Birth Pill and the Spirit Sword, and then kneel down to apologize to Yun Shao, maybe Yun Shao will be happy, and you can die a happy death. ”

"Are you referring to this sword?" Yang Mo took out the Hongmeng sword and aimed it at the black-robed youth.

"That's right, it's this sword. ”

The black-robed young man looked at the Hongmeng Sword greedily, and reached out to grab it.

"Then you take it!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Mo picked up the Hongmeng sword and swung it at the black-robed youth.

Poof!

The Hongmeng Sword instantly pierced the air, bursting out with a series of sharp sword qi and flying towards the black-robed youth.

"Not good!"

The black-robed young man instantly felt suffocating danger, and turned around to run back.

I saw that he was already shrouded in sword qi and couldn't move at all.

"Don't!"

With a miserable scream from the black-robed youth, his whole person exploded, directly turned into powder, and disappeared into the air.

"This sword has such divine power, it seems that it is by no means an ordinary spirit sword. ”

Yunlong's pupils twitched, and he felt a huge shock in his heart.

Not only him, but the white-clothed young man behind him, as well as other masters hiding in the shadows, were also shocked, they didn't expect the Hongmeng Sword to be so strong, killing the half-step martial arts psychic realm master in one sword in seconds.

"It's rubbish, I think it's better for you to go together, maybe I can have a good time. ”

Yang Mo aimed the Hongmeng sword at Yunlong and the white-clothed young man behind him.

"Honestly, you really surprised me, but it was just an accident. Next, I will let you know what an insurmountable gap is!"

Yunlong laughed angrily, the corners of his mouth flashed a murderous smile, his eyes burst out with a strong murderous aura, Yang Mo was like a dead man in his eyes.

This time, Yunlong was really angry!

Yunlong's self-esteem cannot be challenged, but Yang Mo has provoked him again and again, so Yang Mo must die!

After speaking, Yunlong stopped talking nonsense, took out a Tang knife from his body, kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and the whole person was like a whirlwind, slashing towards Yang Mo.

The sharp blade blew up a cold air and slashed from top to bottom.

"Die!"

No tricks!

It's so direct, fierce, and strong!

Even the masters hiding in the woods saw this scene, and their faces changed drastically, and they dodged one after another, for fear of being affected by the pond fish.

In their opinion, the power of Yunlong's sword has exceeded the limit that a martial artist in the early stage of the Martial Cultivation Spiritual Realm can reach, even if he is a strong person in the middle stage of the Martial Cultivation Spiritual Realm, if he is struck by this knife, he will be in a different place.

It's just that, immediately after that, an even more bizarre scene appeared.

Yang Mo, as if he didn't perceive the danger, stood motionless, stood in place, and laughed.

This......

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

"This kid is stupid, isn't he? He can't even hide?"

"Does he want to meet this move? Looking for death, this is clearly looking for death! Even a master in the middle stage of the martial arts and spiritual realm can't take this move, not to mention, he is just an ant in the late stage of the martial arts and qi realm. ”

"There is no suspense! This kid is dead!"

When the hidden masters around saw this scene, they all thought that Yang Mo was stupid by the momentum shown by Yunlong, and shook their heads one by one without regret.

Anyway, the sword that Yang Mo had just slashed the black-robed young man was still very beautiful.

Unexpectedly, he would die under Yunlong's knife in a blink of an eye.

"Yang Mo, get out of the way!"

Li Sixuan's pretty face changed greatly, she also didn't expect that Yang Mo would not dodge or dodge.

After shouting these words, Li Sixuan's face turned pale, full of anxiety, and he regretted it even more in his heart.

If she hadn't followed Yang Mo over, maybe Yang Mo wouldn't have met Yunlong, and she wouldn't be like this now.

Haha, this kid is an idiot, one knife is enough. ”

The young man in white looked at Yunlong's knife, as if he had seen the tragic situation of Yang Mo being split in half, and his heart was extremely happy.

Sou!

But just when Yunlong's blade was about to slash at Yang Mo's shoulder.

Yang Mo moved!

He suddenly swung the Hongmeng Sword, aimed at Yunlong's Tang Knife, and blasted out with a sword!

Poof!

A cracking sound rang out!

Tang Dao was actually cut off by the sword qi of Hongmeng Sword.

Yunlong's body stiffened, and the cruel smile on his face came to an abrupt end.

Same second.

A clear mark of blood slid from Yunlong's eyebrows to his right leg.

"How could it be ......?"

Boom!

Yunlong fell heavily to the ground.

No life!

Quiet!

At this moment, the whole forest was dead silent.

As if the mute button was turned on.

All the sounds, all gone.

A pair of eyes looked at Yang Mo in disbelief, and his eyeballs were about to fall.

The smile on the face of the young man in white instantly froze, like a duck pinched by the neck, with his mouth wide open, revealing a hellish look.

The master hidden in the darkness disappeared in an instant.

"Lingju, how much power is that sword just now?" Yang Mo asked.

"According to your earth's calculations, it should be on the power of a thousand horses!" replied Lingju.

The power of a horse is a thousand catties, and the power of a thousand horses is a million catties, that is, the power of a tiger!

Unexpectedly, the power of the Hongmeng Sword was terrifying.

Compared to bare hands, the strength is twice as high!

"This is really the beginning!Yang boy, as long as you let Miss Ben get back to her true body, the power of the Hongmeng Sword is definitely beyond your imagination. ”

"I believe it!"

Yang Mo nodded.

The Hongmeng Sword can rank first among the ancient seven artifacts, and it is naturally not in vain.

"Look, I'll let you go together, you have to fight alone with me, and now you're the only one left, and if you want to go together, there's no helper. ”

Yang Mo retracted his thoughts, set his eyes on the young man in white, and shrugged helplessly.

Burst!

Yang Mo's words made the young man in white vomit blood!

You're going to let me get on it?

Who knows, you're such a pervert!

Even Yunlong can't catch your move, and we're not going to die together.

Now.

Li Sixuan looked at Yang Mo, also speechless.

Yang Mo's strength has long been beyond her imagination, and he can give her different surprises almost every time.

"Is he really the waste of the Yang family?"

The white-clothed young man's face was covered in cold sweat, he looked at the Hongmeng Sword in Yang Mo's hand, and his whole body trembled with fright.

"I ...... I don't have a weapon now, it's very unfair for you to fight me with a spirit sword, even if you win me, it's not your ability. Do you dare to throw the spirit sword and fight me again?"

The young man in white thought that Yang Mo was so powerful, all because he had the Hongmeng Sword, if Yang Mo didn't have the Spirit Sword, he wouldn't be his opponent at all, so he said so.

It's just that this kind of trick is almost the same as deceiving a three-year-old child.

This is a life-and-death duel, and there is no fairness in the first place.