Mo Yanke suddenly appeared here, and there was a thick blood qi rising from his body.

This made Ling Changsheng wonder.

What's more.

The extremely strong and cold killing intent on the other party's body.

Obviously coming for himself.

"Ah!!h

Mo Yanke formed five fingers into claws, his arms stretched back vigorously, and he roared to the sky, and the voice echoed in the void, full of anger and unwillingness.

This strange behavior made Ling Changsheng even more confused.

I can't figure out what's going on.

That's when it happened.

Mo Yanke jumped up with a snort, like a fierce beast, and flew towards Ling Changsheng in the big pit at the round bottom.

With a bang, it smashed into the position where Ling Changsheng was standing before, shaking up a large amount of smoke and dust.

After Ling Changsheng jumped away, his eyes became sharp.

"Humph! There's something wrong with this guy! ”

With a flick of the mustard bag on his waist with his right hand, the tear sword appeared in his hand again, and he slashed out with a volley.

"Hundred tricky sword momentum!"

Whoosh ......

A hundred treacherous sword qi with increased power flew towards the smoke and dust like a swimming dragon.

Bell Bell ...... Bell Bell ......

The sound of gold and iron clashing accompanied by sparks came from the smoke and dust.

Rumble!!

Before Changsheng could land on the ground, a terrifying wave of qi suddenly shook out of the smoke and dust, and it directly shook the hundred treacherous sword qi away.

The smoke and dust were also blown away.

Mo Yanke, who was wearing a silver mask, was revealed.

He looked up at Ling Changsheng, who was falling.

Kick your feet to the ground.

Rumble!

Like a rocket launched from the ground, Mo Yanke rushed straight towards Ling Changsheng.

Ling Changsheng in mid-air had nowhere to borrow his strength, and he was about to put the tear sword across his chest.

The sound of a bell.

Mo Yanke flew in, slammed into the Tear Sword, and continued to rush towards the diagonal upwards with Ling Changsheng.

This terrifying power was transmitted through the Tear Sword to Ling Changsheng's arm.

It almost made him take off his long sword.

To know.

Ling Changsheng's body has been strengthened by the Earth's Heart Milk and the Ghost Thunder Forging Body Technique.

But there is still a big gap with Mo Yanke in terms of strength.

Fly upside down.

As soon as Changsheng's mind moved, the hundred treacherous sword qi that had been shocked by Mo Yanke before quickly reformed the formation and chased after him from behind.

And at such close range.

Ling Changsheng saw Mo Yanke's eyes hidden behind the mask, which were like killing a red-eyed beast.

The weight of the anger makes people feel a little inexplicably suffocated.

"Damn! Damn it! You damn it!! ”

A low roar came out of Mo Yanke's mouth.

The disgusting smell of blood on his body poured directly into Ling Changsheng's nose.

"This guy...... How many people were killed? ”

Spooky and semi-spooky without blood.

The blood in Mo Yanke's body could only come from those in the market town.

Ling Changsheng had no idea what was going on there.

But one thing is for sure.

That is, Mo Yanke in front of him was no longer the Terran cultivator who guarded the market town, and now he was just a bloodthirsty monster.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, Changsheng's right hand shook violently.

With the help of this shock force, he quickly broke away from Mo Yanke, and without waiting for the latter to catch up again, the sword finger in his left hand moved, and the hundred treacherous sword qi that caught up from the rear were suddenly entangled with Mo Yanke.

Bell Bell ......

Bell Bell ......

These treacherous sword qi flew and slashed at Mo Yanke's body, as if they were slashed on fine iron, constantly bursting out of sparks, which could only leave shallow sword marks on his body.

And this is still the effect of the sword qi that has been strengthened several times.

If it's the previous sword qi.

I'm afraid I won't even be able to leave even the slightest sword mark.

Be born.

Without hesitation, Ling Changsheng swept towards the side.

The next second.

Mo Yanke broke through the treacherous sword qi that surrounded him, and once again accurately struck at the position where Ling Changsheng had just been, and after falling short, he quickly jumped and continued to chase Ling Changsheng.

Ling Changsheng's return is a sword that opens and closes.

Clang!!

The Tear Sword slashed at Mo Yanke's arm, and it also only left a slightly deeper sword mark.

And under the action of this anti-shock force.

Ling Changsheng quickly flew towards the rear.

Mo Yanke just took a step back, stabilized his body that was falling backwards, and then kicked the ground violently, and threw himself towards Ling Changsheng.

"Hundreds of tricks chase the frost shadow cold!"

In the upside-down flight, Ling Changsheng swung his sword and slashed out.

Suddenly.

Its entire body turned into dozens of phantoms, appearing in different places, and at the same time, a hundred treacherous sword qi flew out from its body, roaring like a stegosaurus and rushing towards Mo Yanke, who was flying towards him.

Bell Bell ...... Bell Bell ......

The stegosaurus flew and stopped Mo Yanke, and then turned into a tornado of sword qi, swirling around Mo Yanke, bursting out with even more dazzling sparks.

The sword marks left on his body also instantly strengthened a lot.

It is enough to cut Mo Yanke's skin and flesh open, and the frost condenses.

Apparently.

With the blessing of the Natal Divine Skill, the power of the Tricky Sword Qi has been greatly enhanced.

Mo Yanke had to cover his head with his arms and huddle himself together.

The next second.

The dozens of figures that Ling Changsheng turned into suddenly turned into sharp and domineering sword light, and they flew quickly from different angles.

Whew......

Whew......

These sword lights could easily pass through the swirling sword qi tornado and slash at Mo Yanke with a sharper and more domineering force, and the sparks that burst out were even greater, directly connected together.

Ling Changsheng found that he had temporarily improved his cultivation to the early stage of the Wheel of Life Realm.

The trickery power consumed by casting a thousand tricks to fall into the abyss before, has been directly reduced from eighty percent to seventy percent.

The trickery power consumed by casting a hundred tricks to chase the frost shadow cold has also dropped from thirty percent to two percent.

Apparently!

After reaching the early stage of the Destiny Wheel Realm, the total amount of trickery power has increased, so the consumption in disguise has decreased, but the power of the Natal Divine Power Secret Technique has not decreased, but has become stronger.

It's a pity that at this moment, it is still impossible to effectively kill Mo Yanke.

"This guy's defense ......"

Ling Changsheng's brows furrowed slightly.

Even the Frost Shadow Cold can only make it hurt.

The defenses are too thick!

No!

It's the skin that's too thick!

And such wounds, although those tentacle-like muscles squirm slowly because of the frost, causing healing to slow down, but it is not fatal at all.

It doesn't matter how many more you add.

Could it be that after Mo Yanke reached the Dao Palace realm, he took the lead in cultivating the skin with a strange method?

It is indeed possible!

Thoughts flashed, and after slashing the Hundred Tricks and Chasing the Frost and Shadow Cold, Ling Changsheng quickly retreated to the rear, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Yanke, what do you want to do?" ”

Mo Yanke slowly put his hands down, ignoring the sword wounds on his body at all.

He just stared at Ling Changsheng coldly.

"It's all you! It's all your fault! Today, you must die! You must die!! ”

Rumble!

Kicking the ground hard again, Mo Yanke flew towards Ling Changsheng like a fierce beast again.