Uncle Tang Qi looked at Zhao Mo in front of him, and behind Zhao Mo stood two people, these two fell to the ground, and both of them had a knife stuck behind their backs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be able to kill my two guards like this, it's really a good means, if it were me, I'm afraid I would also be yin by you, but now your means are all used, four short swords, three short swords don't know where to set up, when we are fighting, shoot out......"

Uncle Tang's gaze returned to Zhao Mo, and there was a look of appreciation in his tone.

Zhao Mo stood in place, his face showing a solemn expression.

Uncle Tang Qi was worthy of his innate late-stage strength, and just by relying on the palm wind condensed by Jing Yuan, he dispersed his wind blade and knocked his short sword flying.

"You can exert such a powerful power at your age, if you leave today, you will inevitably become a big problem for my Tang family!"

Uncle Tang Qi said slowly, tiptoeing a little, and his figure came towards Zhao Mo.

In Zhao Mo's eyes, Uncle Tang Qi's figure quickly grew larger, and as his palm poked out, he grabbed towards Zhao Mo.

"Iron Talon!"

In the midst of Uncle Tang's low shout, the person swooped down like an eagle, and his palm grabbed towards Zhao Mo, and under this palm, a wave of rolling qi pressed towards Zhao Mo.

With this surge of qi, a sharp feeling swept over.

Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils shrank even more, and his figure couldn't help but take a step back.

But at this moment, Zhao Mo's palm slapped towards the palm that he grabbed in the air.

Three muffled bangs sounded.

Then Zhao Mo's palm collided with Tang Qishu's paw prints.

Disheveled.

A muffled sound rang out, and the storm that the essence hit turned into swept out.

And when Zhao Mo and Tang Qishu were in contact for only a few breaths, Zhao Mo's figure directly took a few steps back, and Tang Qishu fell to the ground.

Just as Uncle Tang Qi fell to the ground, his toes were immediately lightly touched and pressed towards Zhao Mo.

At this time, his wrists flicked, and a cone-shaped weapon appeared in each of his hands.

With a slight shake, Uncle Tang saw a cone-shaped weapon shooting directly towards Zhao Mo.

The short sword held by Zhao Mo in his left hand was held by his right hand at this time, and under the flash of light, it slashed towards the awl that shot at it.

The moment the short sword and the awl came into contact, Zhao Mo only felt a powerful recoil force emerge, making him quickly retreat.

The strength and essence of the late innate stage are not comparable to him, and the strength of a small realm is not something that any martial artist can easily ignore.

Zhao Mo now understands this.

And now this Uncle Tang Qi is his biggest enemy, not only the other party's cultivation, but also the other party's way of dealing with the enemy and experience are not bad.

In addition, Zhao Mo seems to have stronger memories and scriptures.

However, his experience and memory were suppressed by his cultivation and strength at this time, and he couldn't play it at all.

Zhao Mo's eyes flashed with golden light, looking at the awl that flew back towards Uncle Tang Qi in the distance, only to see that there was a thread condensed by Jing Yuan at the end of the awl, which could be controlled in this way.

Jing Yuan condensed into a line, I'm afraid it is impossible for Tang Qi Uncle who has reached Ning Yuan to do it, this is already a release of Jing Yuan.

However, under Zhao Mo's golden life, Zhao Mo also saw the reason why Uncle Tang Qi could do this.

Under Uncle Tang Qi's essence wrapping, there was a thin line that belonged to the Yuan vessel.

Originally, Uncle Tang Qi might be able to release some essence elements appropriately, but Uncle Tang Qi was not able to completely condense this level of fine lines.

However, it can be done with the help of meta-tools.

"It seems that your Yuan Weapon is also extraordinary, at least it has reached the middle level Yuan Weapon, otherwise it is impossible to block my Heavenly Spirit Cone, but how many times can you block my Heavenly Spirit Cone?"

Uncle Tang's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a shake of his left hand, another Heavenly Spirit Cone shot out, and in an instant, this Heavenly Spirit Cone shot towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's body shook and dodged the attack of this Heavenly Spirit Cone.

In the next moment, the Heavenly Spirit Cone that shot past Zhao Mo turned its head and shot back from behind Zhao Mo, and the speed came in an instant.

Zhao Mo seemed to have an eye behind his back, dodging in a flash.

Zhao Mo didn't take this opportunity to attack the filament, not because Zhao Mo couldn't seize the opportunity, but because Zhao Mo knew that he couldn't cut the filament at all.

"You'll only hide, I'll see how long you hide!"

Uncle Tang Qi snorted coldly, handed his hands over, and suddenly two Heavenly Spirit Cone shot towards Zhao Mo.

In the sound of breaking through the sky, Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he retreated slightly, although these two heavenly spirit cones were weird, they seemed to have both offense and defense, which made people unable to resist, but the thin line was not too long, only a zhang away, after Zhao Mo retreated, the two heavenly spirit cones could no longer touch Zhao Mo, and after being retracted by Tang Qishu, Tang Qishu moved towards Zhao Mo and chased after him.

At the same time, Zhao Mo didn't retreat but advanced, heading towards Uncle Tang Qi, the short sword in his hand flashed brightly, and the rolling energy rotated around the blade.

"Oh, I have the courage to make a sneak attack before I can make a move!"

Uncle Tang Qi said, his figure did not retreat in the slightest, but took a step forward at this time, shaking his hands towards Zhao Mo.

The two Heavenly Spirit Cone made a sound of breaking through the sky and shot at Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's expression was solemn, and his palm was raised forward, followed by a slash.

"Storm!"

As soon as the words fell, a rolling whistling wind shot out from the short sword in Zhao Mo's hand.

This was clearly dozens of wind blades surrounding a whirlpool, heading towards the Heavenly Spirit Cone that shot out.

Bang bang bang.

Although the Heavenly Spirit Cone was controlled by Tang Qi Uncle Jingyuan, it was now like two lonely boats in the storm, like a stemless duckweed, which was about to be submerged by the storm in an instant.

Uncle Tang snorted coldly and dragged his hands, and the two Heavenly Spirit Cone returned to his hand, and the next moment the light on the Heavenly Spirit Cone flourished, and then, Uncle Tang Qi shot towards the whirlpool in front of him.

The Heavenly Spirit Cone condensed towards this wind blade, and the storm vortex was a thorn.

With a bang, the storm whirlpool directly collapsed and scattered at this moment, and the Heavenly Spirit Cone stabbed at Zhao Mo through the storm whirlpool.

These two Heavenly Spirit Cone grew bigger and bigger in Zhao Mo's eyes, and finally gradually covered Zhao Mo's eyes.

But at this moment, the sound of two puffs piercing into the flesh sounded strangely in this courtyard, and the two heavenly spirit cones fell an inch away from Zhao Mo's eyes.

It fell to the ground with a sonorous sound.

And on the back of Uncle Tang Qi not far away, I don't know when, there were two short swords, all of which were submerged in it.

Blood gushed out, and it looked shocking.

"How did you do that!"

Uncle Tang Qi said with a look of unwillingness on his face.