Dongfang Mo was shocked.

I finally delayed the red-faced man for six or seven breaths before, but I didn't expect this person to react so quickly.

In the next moment, the three dragons were already approaching.

Dongfang Mo could even feel a majestic momentum pressing in.

At this time, it only takes a breath of effort to be able to teleport away, but obviously this breath is no longer possible.

It's just that the dragon is less than three feet away from it in an instant, which can be described as instantaneous.

Dongfang Mo's eyes were extremely unwilling, but he didn't dare to hold it up.

So as soon as the compass in his hand was collected, the object that had been prepared in his other hand was sacrificed.

This thing is a tortoiseshell the size of a palm, and it is the high-level magic weapon.

The tortoise shell rose in the wind and turned into a heavy tortoise shield in front of him.

Not only that, but the original horizontal and vertical lines on the tortoise shell shone with a burst of black light.

The next moment, the light turned into a simple and obscure font, looming in the tortoise shell.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

I saw that the tortoise shell only trembled slightly, and the runes on it shone brightly, and it resisted the huge force.

Originally, Dongfang Mo thought that under such an earth-shattering blow, even if he didn't die, he would have to retreat from the skin, but what was surprising was that he only took four or five steps back, and he had already stood firm, but he just felt that the breath in his body was a little chaotic.

Since his strength has increased dramatically, he has finally been able to stimulate the supernatural powers in the tortoise shell. But after trying it today, I realized that the power of this magic weapon was so powerful that it could easily resist the blow of the foundation building period monk.

"Huh!"

In the distance, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the red-faced man, but he didn't expect that he had used eighty percent of his strength, and this person would be able to block it unscathed.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you."

The red-faced man said in a deep voice.

"Humph!"

And Dongfang Mo snorted coldly, and at this time, he stretched out his hand, and the tortoise shell turned into the size of a palm again, and was grabbed in his hand. At the same time, the figure of a flower, performing the technique of Mu Dun, bypassed the trident in an instant, and when it appeared, it was already a foot in front of the red-faced man.

In the previous two encounters, he can be regarded as having a general understanding of this person's strength, although this person is extremely strong, he may not have no chance of winning.

As soon as Fang approached, he saw the three-foot long sword in his hand slashing out diagonally.

Although this long sword is not a wood attribute, it is also a mid-level magic weapon, and since it has been refined, its power is really not to be underestimated.

I saw a silver-white sword several zhang long, slashing out.

"How daring!"

The red-faced man didn't expect Dongfang Mo to dare to make a move on himself, after a loud shout.

I saw him slap his palms in the middle.

"Smack!" There was a muffled sound.

A blood-colored ripple visible to the naked eye emanated from the palm of his hand.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the blood-colored ripples touched the sword, the sword instantly collapsed, and the ripples swung towards Dongfang Mo's waist unabated.

Dongfang Mo had already taken precautions, at this time, the upper half of his life leaned back, his body was bent into a bow, and blood-colored ripples swept through his face, Dongfang Mo could even feel a cold and corrosive aura coming from it.

After the ripples waved, his figure instantly stood up straight, and the mana suddenly poured into the long sword in his hand, and after a low shout, he slashed at the red-faced man again.

It looks like it's going to split it in half.

However, when he saw a faint mockery on the corner of the red-faced man's mouth, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. But now the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"Groan!"

The loud sound of the sword only made people's hearts tremble.

But the next moment, I saw the red-faced man's palms parted, and a blood-colored light lit up on them.

In Dongfang Mo's shocked gaze, the red-faced man clenched his fist with one hand and formed a palm with the other.

"Bang!"

A punch shattered the sword light. The other palm grabbed the long sword.

"Poof!"

A pair of fleshy palms flashed with blood, and the red-faced man grabbed the long sword in his hand, and his five fingers were like steel bars, locking the long sword to death.

Dongfang Mo pumped hard, and the long sword didn't move at all. The mana was suddenly injected into it, and the long sword only trembled slightly, and it could not be pulled out at all.

At this time, the red-faced man was three feet in front of him, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

I saw him open his mouth, spit out a thick blood mist, and rolled towards Dongfang Mo.

At such a close distance, Dongfang Mo was already a little nervous when he wanted to stimulate the tortoise shell in his hand, so he suddenly let go of his hand and abandoned his sword.

At the same time as withdrawing and retreating, a layer of green and misty aura appeared in front of him.

"Woohoo!"

In the next moment, the blood mist shrouded all the qi under the hood. I only heard the sound of rain falling on the soldering iron.

The moment the green and misty Gang Qi touched it, it was actually corroded into a big hole, and the next moment Dongfang Mo's figure was exposed.

In the fierce gaze of the red-faced man, the blood mist instantly submerged his figure.

I saw the blood rolling, and Dongfang Mo's figure turned into a pool of blood under the corrosion of the blood mist.

The red-faced man laughed wildly, but the next moment his smile suddenly froze, but he didn't expect the blood to turn into a stream of spiritual light and dissipate.

At the same time, I felt a tricky aura coming behind me.

Suddenly turned around, and saw that Dongfang Mo had appeared behind him without knowing when.

As soon as his arm was raised, a black light emerged from the cuff, which slashed towards his neck like lightning.

Between the lightning and flint, the red-faced man's face changed greatly, although he didn't know what the black mang was, but he felt a trembling crisis from his body.

At the critical moment, the body only had time to deviate to the right, and at the same time the left foot stomped on the sole of the foot.

"Bang!" A bang.

The figure ejected diagonally and landed three feet away.

At this time, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and at the same time, he felt a chill on his neck.

When I reached out and touched it, it seemed to be a little sticky, and when I put it in front of my eyes, it was actually scarlet blood.

It turned out that a two-inch wound had been cut on his neck, and blood was gushing out.

"Look for death!"

The red-faced man was furious, his eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and his pupils turned scarlet.

I saw the long sword in his hand horizontal, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and his left hand grabbed the tip of the sword, and it was suddenly broken.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the three-foot long sword was broken in two in his hand.

In the distance, Dongfang Mo snorted, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The long sword had already been refined by him, and his mind was connected to it, but it was destroyed at this time, and his mind was also counterattacked, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The red-faced man flicked his fingers, and the two severed swords shot towards Dongfang Mo. Taking this opportunity, he sucked in the palm of his hand, and the trident in the distance disappeared, and when it appeared, it was already in his hand.

Dongfang Mo turned sideways slightly, and easily dodged the two broken swords.

But when he looked up, he saw that the red-faced man had appeared above his head, raised his trident in both hands, and smashed his head down angrily.

Dongfang Mo forcibly broke free from that restraint, and as soon as his figure broke, he disappeared again.

"Boom!"

The trident slashed in place, and all I felt was the earth shaking.

The red-faced man missed the blow and suddenly turned sideways, sweeping towards a place a few feet away from his side.

The next moment, where it was swept by, a figure staggered out, and if you looked closely, it was Dongfang Mo.

"Boy, although the retreat technique is exquisite, have you forgotten the divine consciousness of the monk in the foundation building period, can you already release it! If you can escape from under my nose once, Shen won't let you have a second time! ”

After speaking, I saw a fierce light flashing on the face of the red-faced man, his figure came in an instant, the trident in his hand stabbed, and the three steel forks turned into three heads again, and drilled at Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth and sacrificed the tortoise shell in his hand, and the mana was agitated, only to see the tortoise shell runes shining.

"Boom!"

The trident slammed into the tortoiseshell.

At the same time, its body staggered and almost stood unsteadily.

But the next moment, I saw him shocked.

It turned out that the red-faced man approached with the bullying, and the trident in his hand was raised again.

"Boom!" With a bang, it smashed on the tortoiseshell again.

"Buzz!"

The tortoise shell trembled slightly, but it was able to stop it, but at this time the aura was a little darker.

"Boom...... Bang! ”

The next moment, the sound was connected, and the red-faced man moved quickly, and the trident in his hand rained down on the tortoise shell.

Dongfang Mo was extremely passive at this time, and could only desperately inject mana into the tortoise shell.

But after only four or five breaths, the tortoiseshell "Bang!" With a bang, it was smashed into the air and fell dozens of feet away.

"Poof!"

At the same time, Dongfang Mo's figure also flew out, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, his face was pale and his breath was chaotic, and when he looked at the red-faced man again, a trace of fear finally flashed in his eyes.

It seems that the gap between him and the monks of the foundation building period is not half a star.

Seeing the red-faced man coming slowly, Dongfang Mo's eyes were uncertain.

But the next moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he secretly scolded himself for forgetting this old thing.

I saw him reach out and grab it, and take out a gloomy skull.