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As soon as he thought that he had not had time to teleport away, he was interrupted by this person, and he was slightly injured under the self-explosion of Tian Leizi, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he shook the dust in his hand.

"Bang!"

I saw that the fierce aura was extinguished under his blow.

"Wow!"

But his figure, under a huge force, suddenly took half a step back.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, the young man who did not move at all looked at him in surprise. Dongfang Mo only has the early stage of cultivation in the Ning Dan Realm, but he has the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and even the ordinary Ning Dan Realm Great Perfection is in his hands, and he is not a one-in-one general. But this man only took half a step back, and he resisted his blow unscathed, so as to surprise him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood that this person should be a young talent in Nanyang Mountain. Thinking of this, the coldness in his eyes became even worse. For this kind of person, he will have a little more pleasure in killing.

So with a shake of his arm, the three-foot Qingfeng turned into hundreds of afterimages, dense like raindrops, enveloping a void in front of Dongfang Mo and stabbing at him.

Dongfang Mo's five fingers opened, stroked down, and immediately condensed like water waves in front of his eyes.

The sound of "puff puff" was continuous, and a dense sword edge appeared on the qi in front of him, and finally a light sound of "wave" turned into pieces of spiritual light.

And the hundreds of illusory sword shadows, undiminished, continued to cover him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was slightly surprised, and then raised his arm without the slightest hesitation, and the mana rolled into the dust.

"Click!"

The silver-white silk suddenly twisted into the shape of a hemp rope, spun and pierced into the hundreds of sword shadows, and then Dongfang Mo let out a low roar in his heart.

"Bang!"

I saw the tightened silk burst open, like a slender silver needle, piercing the shadow of the sword.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of illusory sword shadows finally collapsed and turned into pieces of spiritual light, not only that, but the silk seemed to be messy, but it gathered from all directions and stabbed towards the young man's body.

The young man stood with his sword in hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a bright smile.

Immediately, he waved his arm again and again, and the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly turned into an afterimage, like a blue wall shadow blocking in front of him.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

When the dense silk burst in, a continuous crisp sound came. But it was tattooed on the shadow of the blue light wall, but it was not allowed to enter.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo had words in his mouth.

"Huh!"

Under the change of the law, all the hard whisks suddenly softened, and the young man in the shadow of the blue light wall was entangled, wrapping him into an oval cocoon.

Dongfang Mo looked happy, grabbed the palm of the dust and squeezed it violently.

With the sound of clicking, the silk shrank and tightened, as if to twist the young man into a puddle of flesh.

But when the whisk is tightened to a certain extent, it is like being bound to a solid iron stone, and it is impossible to move an inch again.

Dongfang Mo was almost subconscious, and his arm tugged hard.

"Wave!"

However, with a soft sound, he felt a sudden lightness in his hand. Looking ahead, the young man's figure had disappeared for some time.

At this moment, his ears trembled, Huo Ran turned to look at the position behind him a few feet, and then his face changed greatly.

I saw the young man holding the sword in both hands, raising it above his head, and slashing at him.

"Shhhh

A cyan sword more than ten zhang long slashed in, and at the same time, the void around him seemed to condense into ice, locking him firmly and unable to move.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed slightly, and then the tiger's body shook, and a strong repulsion broke out, and at the same time, his right hand grabbed the dust and pumped it backhand.

"Huh!"

The silver-white silk was elongated, like a sharp sword, and it greeted it violently.

There was a loud "boom".

In just this moment, Dongfang Mo submerged into the earth below his knees, and his body staggered backwards, almost falling.

"Hmm!"

At this time, his face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But he gritted his teeth, watched the cyan sword that had finally cracked into a few knots gradually dissipate, and shook the arm that grabbed the dust.

"Boom!"

The slender silk exploded into a piece of white flowers in the sky, shooting towards the young man who was still in the air.

"Come back to this trick!"

Seeing this scene, the young man looked contemptuous and extremely disdainful.

After grasping the hilt of the sword, his wrist suddenly turned, swinging the three-foot Qingfeng into a whirlpool.

At the moment when the vortex stirred, a suction force erupted, sucking in all the whisks that were coming from it, and a strangulation force that could shatter everything came, as if it was about to destroy Dongfang Mo's dust whisk magic weapon.

But then there was a burst of metal friction, and people heard the sound of tooth soreness. The silver-white silk was strangled by the whirlpool, and there was not even the slightest damage.

And Dongfang Mo's arm bent and pulled it out of the whirlpool.

"What a weird artifact."

The young man was extremely surprised, he didn't expect that the strangely shaped whisk in Dongfang Mo's hand turned out to be such a strange magic weapon.

"Whew!"

And just when he was surprised, an inaudible sound of breaking the air sounded.

In just this moment, the young man's hairs stood on end, and a life-and-death crisis enveloped him in an instant. In the flash of lightning, he only had time to tilt his head to the left.

With his eyesight, he could barely see a white filament several times thinner than a hair, ejecting from the side of his cheek.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo raised the index finger of his right hand, and the white filament was wrapped around his finger.

Unexpectedly, when the young man was distracted just now, he quietly and secretly stimulated Biyousi, and this person dodged so vigilantly, which made Dongfang Mo feel a little regretful.

It's just that even if he avoided this life-and-death blow, there was still a thin blood mark on the right side of the young man's handsome face. A few tiny beads of blood appeared on his wound, congealing but not dissipating.

With a faint fear in his heart, the young man finally put away his frivolity, suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, and threw it casually, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was suspended above his head.

Then he put the back of his hand on his knee and kept pinching.

"Buzz!"

For a while, I saw the three-foot Qingfeng tremble violently, and a sword intent containing it continued to rise, but it did not let go.

At a certain moment, the young man's index finger and middle finger are brought together and pointed forward.

"Whew!"

The three-foot blue blade turned into a blue light as fast as lightning, and it disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already three feet in front of Dongfang Mo, and his pupils were getting bigger and bigger. At the same time, that astonishing sword intent erupted violently.

"Groan!"

Under the loud sound of the sword, his mind was unstable, and there was a moment of trance.

"Humph!"

But this trance, just continued to breathe, he snorted coldly in his heart, and instantly sobered up.

Just when the three-foot Qingfeng was less than half a foot away from his eyebrows, he stomped his left foot, and his body catapulted out to the right, and under a flower, he galloped towards the position where the young man was.

If he were to kill this man, he would be more sure of approaching. After all, if a killing weapon such as the Demon Suppression Diagram and the Demon Sand is used too far, it will not be able to achieve the effect of surprise.

"Whew!"

However, after the three-foot Qingfeng stabbed into the air, with the command of the young man's arm, he suddenly turned back in an instant, and shot towards the back of Dongfang Mo's head, and the speed was more than twice as fast as just now.

Dongfang Mo's arm shook without any hesitation, and a three-foot-long black whip suddenly burst out of his cuff.

A little under his feet, his body turned half a circle. He didn't even look at it with his eyes, and his backhand was a twitch.

"Smack!"

The black whip slammed into the three-foot green blade, slashing it off the slightest bit and shooting out from his side.

"Whew!"

But then, there was another sound of breaking the air. The young man sat cross-legged in the distance, his arms waving repeatedly, and his index and middle fingers pointing out continuously.

For a while, the three-foot blue blade turned into a blurred blue light, or chopping, splitting, stabbing, or teasing, and attacked Dongfang Mo again and again.

Dongfang Mo had already swung the black whip in his hand into a thick whip wall, enveloping him to death.

And the blurred blue light that the three-foot Qingfeng turned into finally directly pulled out hundreds of illusory cyan lights and shadows, covering the oriental ink in it. It's just that every time the light and shadow pierce the whip wall, it is blocked, making an endless "ding" sound.

As long as Dongfang Mo has a trace of carelessness, he can pierce his body.

After about five or six breaths, Dongfang Mo had lost his patience.

"Drink!"

The murderous intent in his heart made him scream. At the same time, the power of the flesh was agitated, and with the blessing of a repulsive force, the arm jerked.

"Smack!"

This time, the three-foot Qingfeng was finally swept ten feet away by him, and taking advantage of this gap, he threw the dust to his shoulder, and at the same time opened his mouth and spit out.

"Whew!"

A black light burst out of his mouth into the sky, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Huh?"

The young man looked at Dongfang Mo's movements with great confusion, but for a moment, he also lost his patience, so he wanted to control the three-foot Qingfeng and use some means again to kill Dongfang Mo directly.

But suddenly, an oppressive aura that made his heart palpitate came from above his head.

Suddenly looking up, I saw a huge stone ball the size of five zhang, with a thousand pressures, falling from the sky. A strange gravity came from under him, firmly absorbing him, making his body tremble slightly.

Feeling the ferocious momentum on the boulder, the young man couldn't help but change color, so the law changed, and his finger suddenly pointed to the top of his head.

"Whew!"

In the distance, the three-foot green front soared into the sky, shooting towards the huge stone ball that fell from the sky.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound that made my chest feel stuffy came out.

I saw that the three-foot Qingfeng was pierced under the natal stone, and the invincible natal stone, the momentum of the fall, in Dongfang Mo's incredible gaze, the speed began to decrease sharply, and finally suspended a few feet above the young man's head, and he stood still.

However, at this moment, under the exchange of the two, a circular wave of qi erupted, with the youth as the center, rolling and diffusing in all directions.

His face was pale, and his body was bent slightly. Obviously, the power of this blow was greatly beyond his expectations.

"Bang!"

However, before he had time to breathe, Dongfang Mo's figure had already appeared in mid-air at some point, and he stepped on the natal stone with one foot.

Suddenly, I saw the huge stone ball fall down again.

"Hmm!"

The young man's figure staggered, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Give it to me!"

But his handsome face appeared fiercely, and a strange magic seal formed in his hands, and he slammed it upward.

The three-foot Qingfeng blue light erupted, as if infused with infinite power.

"Boom!"

Under the collision of the two forces, the robe of the young man sitting cross-legged was windless and automatic, and he was propped up.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "boom" came, and the powerful qi wave spread again, and I saw that the young man was a hundred feet in circumference, and the earth directly collapsed to a depth of three feet.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Dongfang Mo smiled evilly, and slapped his right hand towards his heavenly spirit.

The young man didn't expect this person to be so fast, but he didn't have a trace of panic, and when he saw Dongfang Mo's palm clapping, his index finger and middle finger stretched out and pointed towards his palm.

However, at the tips of his fingers, a sharp blue light lit up, and the two fingers were like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

Dongfang Mo didn't dare to hold it up, his open five fingers were together, and the palm knife was erected, and a dazzling silver light lit up on the palm blade.

The Sky Splitting Blade, without the slightest fear, also slashed towards this person.

There was a muffled "bang", and I saw the figures of the two of them flying upside down one after another.

Dongfang Mo stepped on his feet and retreated to ten zhang away, before he finally stood firm.

The young man's body did not move, and his body slid backwards for seven or eight feet before stopping.

At this time, a wisp of red blood flowed down the young man's finger and fell to the ground dripping.

Dongfang Mo's right hand behind his back was constantly trembling, and he was also injured.

"Smack!"

The young man slapped the ground with his palm, and his figure spun up in the air, standing in mid-air.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that there would be such a number one person as you in Nanyang Mountain, and today I Ling can be regarded as knowledgeable. I admit that you have the right to fight me, and I won't have any hands left behind. ”

At the same time, he took off the wine jug on his waist, and after taking a sip on his head, he made a "poof" sound, spraying the spicy wine on the three-foot Qingfeng.

"Groan!"

In just this moment, the three-foot Qingfeng exuded an unprecedented earth-shattering sword intent, as if it could split mountains and stones and cut everything.

The young man's left hand was turned upside down, and his right hand waved at will, and under his movements, the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly disappeared.

Dongfang Mo raised his head with some sense, and instantly saw that the three-foot Qingfeng was already suspended in the air, and under his incredible gaze, the three-foot Qingfeng turned into two, two into three, and three into four.

Finally, there was a piece of black pressure above his head, all dense, innumerable, and exactly the same three-foot green blade, with the hilt on top and the tip of the sword on the bottom.

And when Dongfang Mo felt that every Qingfeng on the top of his head was like substance, and there was an aura of danger on it that made him feel the extreme, his expression couldn't help but change greatly.

He had a premonition that if this earth-shattering blow fell, he was afraid that he would have a life-and-death crisis.

Looking at the young man again, he was already extremely jealous, as if this was the true strength of this person.

It is no exaggeration to say that this person is the most powerful sword cultivator he has seen over the years, and there is no one.

However, the more this happened, the more the blood in his body flowed.

"You think too much, I'm not from Nanyang Mountain."

The words fell, and Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a hint of murder. Immediately, he turned his back on his right hand behind him, and the palm of his hand appeared to suppress demons. With the sound of "grunting", the black demon soul qi gushed out, and one by one the demon souls with hideous faces came out.

In the shadows beneath his feet, a pair of tubular pupils suddenly opened, staring at the young man without any emotional fluctuations.

Now, he has to use all the means to press the bottom of the box to have a chance of winning.

With the speed of the shadow, he should be able to strike at this person first, and the moment he is ready to disrupt his rhythm, he unreservedly unleashes a ferocious attack.

However, he had a hunch that this person would not be so easy to deal with. If he couldn't kill him by then, he would have even made plans to escape.

Just when Dongfang Mo's heartstrings tightened, and the shadow's pupils shrank to the size of a pintip.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, when the young man heard his words, the mana rolling in his body stagnated, and at the same time, the pinching fingers also stopped.

At the same time, Dongfang Mo felt the breath on the top of his head that made his scalp tingle, and he was also stunned.