Chen Mo subconsciously took precautions, and his body made a posture of resistance. But the master of Qingfeng Village didn't give him this opportunity at all, he flashed in front of Chen Mo with a quick step and made a combo. Every combo turned out to be a swing in the air, hitting the wind blade again and again, and the howling wind swooped, so that Chen Mo didn't even know how to defend it, and the state of defense was easily broken, and he was continuously attacked by the owner of Qingfeng Village.

Chen Mo's body showed shocking scars, gradually becoming finer, like a knife cut. He was struck again and again, and each time he suffered a swift pain, and the pain came quickly and violently. The extremely high attack frequency made it impossible for him to resist at all, and it was difficult to even release the Eight Pole Steps.

I thought that the wind blade was a powerful spiritual skill, but what I didn't expect was that it was just an ordinary attack, and for the owner of Qingfeng Village, it seemed to be commonplace.

"What's the matter, Pingcheng wasted son-in-law, where did you go with that arrogance just now, you can't even release your spiritual skills? It's still my casual attack. ”

"It's really exciting, it's been a long time since I've fought so refreshingly, your physical strength is really extraordinary, it's really enough for me to fight, and I haven't died even after hundreds of blows, and I still maintain my consciousness."

"Then, the farce should end here, even if you ascend to the early stage of the Divine Treasure Realm, there is still a huge gap between you and me, which cannot be crossed. As a token of respect, I will strike my strongest blow. Waste son-in-law, you can eat my blow and fall, you should feel snickering. ”

The Qingfeng Village Master finally stopped the combo of the wind blade, took a step back, and squatted down slightly, his body was tense, and his hands were hidden behind him, as if he was gathering some kind of stunt.

"Extreme Blade Hurricane." The lord of Qingfeng Village shouted violently, and actually condensed the wind within a radius of ten miles and turned it into a huge hurricane, surging with a devastating momentum, destroying all the surfaces he passed by. Its momentum is so great that it is almost irresistible and inescapable.

"It's such a big storm that it's even visible to the naked eye." Chen Mo muttered, a little fear welling up in his eyes. Now he was covered in bruises, covered in blood, and his blood was completely released, and the flow was almost dry, looking like a bloody man. At present, Chen Mo has no power to escape, desperately resisting each other, or has a glimmer of life.

The Ape King noticed this hurricane and couldn't help but shudder in his heart. With such a powerful storm, can he withstand it, big brother? But now he is too busy to take care of himself, the wolf king of the Great Plains is constantly waving his claws at him, he could have competed with it, but because he was previously broken by the owner of Qingfeng Village, the wolf king specializes in breaking the armor, so that he gradually feels powerless, and there is a faint tendency to be suppressed. He only secretly wished Chen Mo good luck in his heart.

The Erlang Divine Monarch and the Poison King in the Bloodstone were also worried, and they didn't know if Chen Mo could resist this blow. The Poison King was simply thinking, if he didn't run away by himself, if Chen Mo didn't carry it, wouldn't it affect himself? But later he decided to believe Chen Mo and thought he could.

Chen Mo hurriedly released all kinds of defensive spiritual skills, the copper wall and the Tiangang Cover, and released the Thorn Disk by the way. The rapid release of Lingduo's skills made the Poison King call himself a pervert, can it be like this, isn't it chaotic, it is still so smooth. This son's talent is indeed unique, almost all-round and extreme.

The hurricane quickly swept past Chen Mo's location, and even lasted for several miles before gradually dissipating. The sand was flying everywhere he went, and there was no life at all.

The owner of Qingfeng Village thought that Chen Mo was dead, and couldn't help but get up, and shouted: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I haven't waited for the day of the duel between you and Ye Yanran, I'll dispose of you first, I'm sorry Ye Yanran, if you want to blame your husband, it's really a waste, and you want to shake the tree, it's just a fool's dream!" ”

But the next moment, the owner of Qingfeng Village felt that he was cut by a sharp knife, and countless scars appeared on his body, and even his clothes exploded. His original momentum disappeared at this moment, and he looked a little embarrassed.

He looked incredulous, wondering what had happened, how he had been injured, and still had such a familiar feeling, as if it had been affected by his wind blade.

Immediately, a figure rushed from the sand, and I saw that the figure was so strange that people couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction, but they could hear the sound.

"I haven't avenged the blood sea yet, I haven't regained the supreme bone, and I haven't taken off the title of the abolished son-in-law, how can I fall here." That person was none other than Chen Mo, who once again used the Eight Pole Steps to come forward and used the Vajra Bone Crushing Fist on the Qingfeng Village Master.

The owner of Qingfeng Village was shocked, what happened was beyond his expectations, and he forgot to fight back for a while, and just raised his hand to resist.

He thought to himself how could this kid still stand up, shouldn't he have just been hit by him in a row, there should be only one breath left, and now he has suffered a hurricane blow, why is he still alive. The owner of Qingfeng Village looked at Chen Mo, who was full of blood in front of him, and couldn't help but feel fear from the bottom of his heart. Fear comes from the unknown, and what happened to Chen Mo is beyond his imagination, and he can't be afraid of it.

At this time, the Qingfeng Village Master withstood the blow again, and he felt his bones shatter a little more. The owner of Qingfeng Village reacted quickly, his head cleared up a lot, and he immediately felt anger, and roared: "Waste son-in-law, do you dare to do this? It hurt me, and I don't want to get out of it. ”

The Qingfeng Village Master used the Extreme Wind Blade again, but Chen Mo had suppressed it for so long, and he no longer pretended. He immediately took out a three-pointed two-edged knife, and as soon as the artifact came out, a few random knives were swung up, easily resisting the wind blade.

Chen Mo's vision was blurred at the moment because of the blood staining, his body was already full of holes, and every movement would make him extremely painful. Before, he thought that the three-pointed two-edged knife was his last resort, and he must not use it until the last resort, but now that he thinks about it, he is still hiding a chicken feather, and the other party has pressed you under his feet, wantonly insulting, and you are still hiding the front and guarding it. Is this interesting, what else do you have to be aggrieved with an artifact, Chen Mo wondered if he was used to being humiliated.

I'm sorry, he won't hide it in the future, why should he be humiliated before he fought back, why didn't he take out the spirit weapon and attack directly, in other words, why should he be humiliated. After thinking about it, Chen Mo was much more transparent, and his body and mind couldn't help but feel comfortable.