"Destiny Tattoo Master!"

Ge Jian said solemnly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhao Mo was surrounded by more than a dozen wind blades, and the green light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Anqian looked at Zhao Mo like this, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

She had never heard of a warrior with such a strange posture.

"What kind of martial art is this? It's definitely not the Zhao family's martial art!"

Zhao Anqian said in a low voice.

"You're actually a life tattoo master, so possible!"

Ge Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhao Mo who was walking slowly.

The wind blade around Zhao Mo made a whistling sound.

"You're just an ordinary member of the Chixie Mercenary Regiment, and I don't believe it!"

Zhao Mo said slowly.

When Ge Jian heard this, after a while, he turned his words and said: "Okay, that's interesting, I came here to find an opponent, but I didn't expect this opponent to be a life tattoo master, come on!"

When Ge Jian heard this, a strange pattern shone on the blade of the giant axe in his palm, because of this pattern, the entire giant axe was shrouded in a hazy dark light.

"The attributes of the life grid and the meta weapon are the same, no wonder the power is so amazing!"

Zhao Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Ge Jian and said.

Ge Jian's eyes flashed and said, "I didn't expect you to have such insight at such a young age!"

As his words fell, Ge Jian's feet moved, his body rushed towards him, and the giant axe in his hand slashed towards Zhao Mo.

The dirt on the ground lifted up in an instant, sweeping towards Zhao Mo like a wave!

Zhao Mo's palm slowly raised, and in an instant, wind blades shot towards the churning soil.

The roar kept ringing.

The dust rolled and surged, and at this moment, the dust wave shrank suddenly, and a figure rushed out of the dust, and the sharp axe blade turned into a dark light and slashed towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's figure took a step back slightly, and the dark light turned into the axe blade slashed past Zhao Mo's eyes.

And Ge Jian's other palm slapped out.

"Black Palm!"

Ge Jian let out a low snort.

The palm of his left hand was black, and he pressed towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's palm stretched out, and then slowly shook it.

Suddenly, wind blades appeared around Ge Jian, and then these wind blades strangled towards Ge Jian.

Ge Jian's palm did not mean to retract in the slightest, and the rocks around his body condensed around him, surrounding him, and at the same time, these wind blades were roaring towards Ge Jian.

Boom, boom, as if in the next moment, these wind blades scrambled to fall on Ge Jianjian.

But Ge Jian's palm also fell three inches in front of Zhao Mo.

Peng's sound, Zhao Mo only felt a chill emanating from Ge Jian's palm.

Zhao Mo spilled out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down.

Zhao Mo flew upside down, looking at Ge Jian, who was swept away by many wind blades, only to see the tall figure slowly walking out of the storm of debris rolled by the wind blades.

"It seems that the Destiny Tattoo Master is nothing more than that!"

Ge Jian's palm giant axe slashed casually, tearing apart the wind blade of the surrounding fragments, only to see that the martial arts suit worn by Ge Jian had been torn apart by the wind blade, like a rag.

Zhao Mo was down-to-earth, and he still couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Zhao Mo could feel that the essence in his dantian was passing rapidly.

If they can't kill this Ge Jian in the state of fully activating their lives, then there is only a dead end waiting for them.

Zhao Mo understood, Zhao Anqian also understood, a look of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and then she bit her teeth, pulled her slender hand into her arms, and took out a square piece of paper from her arms, which depicted a strange pattern, but there was a strange pattern in the middle of these lines.

It's a round thing.

Zhao Anqian held this square paper in both hands, and ran Jingyuan into the square paper in her hands.

A faint light appeared on the square paper, and then the light slowly shone brightly, and the square paper gradually turned into a little light, and then condensed into the size of a baby's fist.

This sphere surrounds Zhao Anqian.

At this time, more than a dozen wind blades condensed around Ge Jian, and these wind blades shot towards Ge Jian one after another.

Ge Jian's form retreated slightly, and the giant axe in his hand danced wildly, and the giant axe was danced into a windmill by Ge Jian, blocking the wind blades sweeping around.

The Wind Blade crumbled and turned into shards, encircling Ge Jian.

At that moment, the orb shot out and crashed directly into the Wind Blade fragment.

With a bang, as the roar came out, the force of the impact turned into a storm and swept away.

Zhao Mo staggered backwards, the words on his eyebrows slowly dimmed, and then disappeared.

Zhao Mo stumbled a few steps as if he had lost his strength, his eyes were firmly fixed on Ge Jian, who was shrouded in the smoke of the explosion in the distance.

He just saw a round ball appear around Ge Gejian, and then it exploded directly, this time was undoubtedly Zhao Mo's most difficult battle, he had already used all his strength, of course, if Zhao Mo knew the power of the bronze mirror from the beginning, this battle should be much easier.

The dust and smoke slowly dissipated, and I saw one of the figures looming, and as I gradually saw clearly, I saw that Ge Jianjian was covered with blood, and the rocks on his body were originally surrounded by armor, but at this time they had already broken and collapsed, his hands were blurred with flesh and blood, and his body was incomplete.

Then it smashed straight down with a muffled sound.

Zhao Mo let out a long breath at this time, although he had the experience of the previous life, he still felt powerless in the face of such a strong person.

After being silent for a while, he slowly came to Ge Jian's side, and then slowly squatted down, holding a yuan stone coin in his left hand and pressing his right hand on Ge Jian's chest.

A strange light condensed in Zhao Mo's palm, and then spread out, as this dark light shone, Zhao Mo's palm slowly lifted, and a round sphere slowly condensed from Ge Jian's body, this sphere was red, and it was held in Zhao Mo's palm.

Then Zhao Mo began to grope for Ge Jian's body, he only touched a temporary storage talisman, but it must have been all kinds of materials on the bodies of so many martial artists that Ge Jian had killed.

After Zhao Mo put away the temporary storage talisman and this life grid, he looked at Zhao Anqian, who was squatting on the ground not far away.

The reason why he would help Zhao Anqian was naturally not really because Ge Jian attacked him, but because of Zhao Anqian's words.

Zhao Anqian actually knew where he was hiding, and with the effect of the Hidden Shadow Personality, if the other party really knew, I am afraid he would not be at ease in the future.

If there is a person who easily knows where he is, others will naturally know it too.

Zhao Mo didn't want to leave this possibility, and for him, although it was dangerous to deal with Ge Jian, he would definitely not die here, after all, there was still the last bit of the essence blood of the Jiaofeng Mouse, as long as the essence blood was stimulated, he could easily escape.

He will only make a move if he has no worries, but this battle also let Zhao Mo know that there are indeed many cultivation geniuses.

He's nothing of that...... (To be continued.) )