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Stomp ......

Just when this scene fell into a brief silence due to Don's provocation, at the craggy rocks in the south, the caravan masters who had dragged behind finally arrived, and then, "Uh......" paused and looked at this side in a daze.

"Don't come here, go back!" Yao Yao waved his hand, and Lan Sha ordered with a grim face.

She knew very well in her heart that although Tang En had escaped with his life at the hands of Yemo before, it didn't mean that her loyal guards could do the same. In fact, if they came over, not only would they definitely have to take a few lives in vain, but it was more likely to disrupt Don's current agitation strategy.

"Hehe......" glanced at Lansha, and Yemo reconnected his gaze to Don En, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled a few times, meaning mockery. It's like laughing at an ant who doesn't know whether to live or die and dares to argue with a lion!

Then, with a wave of his right arm, a whistling silver light burst through the air, piercing through the top of Donn's head.

This kind of long-range attack under the head-on gaze naturally couldn't hurt Tang En, just a dodge, Tang En floated down the mountain rock, and moved out a dozen steps away.

Rumble...... Under this silver mang, the stone statue of Tuwu Mountain is made of flour and is directly blasted into powder.

At this time, the black robe flipped over, and Ye Mo's figure slowly fell with great deterrence, and about fifty meters away from Tang En, his feet finally touched the ground.

The corners of his mouth twitched, "Congratulations! Congratulations on getting your wish, and congratulations on your success in provoking me!......" The words were cold, and his body burst forward, and his right palm was slapped with a shining silver thunder, "You can die!"

"Haha......" replied with a happy daxiao, and Tang En ghostly avoided the domineering silver mang. An imperceptible line of blood slanted towards Yemo's throat. The tone is equally mocking. "Who do you think you are?"

The bloody dagger was directly slapped open in the middle of the way, but in the next moment, it flashed to the left side of Ye Mo and stabbed directly into the heart, "Actually, you are not even an air-level martial artist, you can just fly." ”

Ye Mo's brow furrowed slightly, not because of these mocking words, but because he realized that he was on the ground. The other person's body seems to be more slippery. In addition, after losing his left arm, the left side of his body became an inevitable flaw, and the attack was always a beat slower because of this. In this way, even if he has the ability to kill the opponent with every blow, it will naturally be useless if he misses.

"Hehe, what I can understand, isn't it a condescending gaze that makes you have a ridiculous mentality of treating all beings like ants......?" "Don't be delusional, you're not a god!"

Silver flashes. The dagger was directly shaken away, but the subsequent palm still did not hit the target. Anger gradually accumulated between Ye Mo's eyebrows, and he suddenly found that the other party's voice was a little annoying, like a fly, buzzing around him......

"At best, you're a birdman!" the phantom suddenly stopped a foot in front of Yemo's body, taking advantage of this gap, the corners of Don's mouth twitched slightly, revealing undisguised sarcasm, and then the ghost dodged before Yema's next attack, "Oh, sorry, I forgot you had a broken arm...... So, the birdman with broken wings? hehe......"

In the mocking laughter, Ye Mo's chest rose and fell slightly, and his eyes were even more gloomy like ice......

Several caravan masters not far away opened their mouths when they saw this, and they were completely stunned on the spot. Of course, they knew that this Bran madman had good strength and better body skills, but they would never have imagined that he would be able to fight Ye Mo head-on, and still be able to not be weak! And, uh, just provoke an air-level martial artist like this......

Looking at each other, the faces of several people were ridiculous, when did this shijie become so crazy...... Of course, just like Lan Sha, while laughing, he secretly pondered the reason why Tang En died like this. Anger the adversary? That's for sure. But with such strength, is this of any use other than to be retaliated against?

If Don now knew what Lan Sha was thinking, he would be angry and angry to say the crow's mouth, because at this moment, the fierce revenge that Lan Sha thought of came......

"Roar ......" roared, the field was bright again, and the silver mang's fighting energy like a disc also appeared again, instantly radiating the audience.

Ye Mo was furious, of course, anyone who was like a fly here, and it was surrounded by flies with poisonous tongues, they would not be able to stand it. Just now, Ye Mo fell to the ground, and the original intention was to beat the other party to death, in order to prove that whether it is in the sky or on the ground, he can kill the other party in seconds without suspense.

But after a fight, Ye Mo was stunned to find that his attack speed couldn't catch up with his opponent, so naturally, let alone killing. Coupled with Tang En's sharp complaint with no lower limit just now, Ye Mo simply changed his attack method, and he also planned to use the power to suppress people directly without a lower limit!

The night Mo that erupted with all its strength was terrifying, and the silver mang's fighting aura spread instantly like mercury. Tang En had already noticed that something was wrong, and he was about to retreat in a panic, but no matter how fast his body was, it was impossible to be faster than the light.

About thirty meters away from Yemo, Tang En was caught up by the spreading silver rays, and the ghostly figure was inevitably beaten. And this is the opportunity that Yemo wants. The figure exploded in an instant, and the face was slapped!

This silver glow is only a limiting effect, and it does not have the special effect of everything within the static range, at least for people of Don's realm. So this first blow, Don En still barely avoided it sideways. But Ye Mo showed his face and suppressed people with power, so naturally it was impossible to let Tang En go so easily. Immediately after, the second palm was slapped on the head again!

Seeing this, Tang En knew that this blow could not be avoided no matter what, so he decisively threw away the dagger, roared, and instantly burst out like a tide of blood, and his hands were folded together, and he sealed it horizontally.

Rumble......

The blood shattered, and a spatial ripple visible to the naked eye instantly swung open. The few loyal caravan masters not far away did not heed Lan Sha's advice and retreated in time, so they could not escape from the silver light cover at the beginning, and now they were concussed by ripples again, their chests were as if they had been hit by a galloping horse, their throats were sweet, and they opened their mouths in unison to spew out a large blood mist.

The caravan master is like this, not to mention Tang En, who is the party concerned. At the beginning of the collision, it was like thousands of golden gongs ringing together in his brain, full of buzzing sounds. Then the pressure on his arms was instantly pressed, and the bones around his body groaned in unison, and the pain entered the bone marrow. For a moment, Tang En felt that his body was directly crushed into powder by this palm, just like the abrupt mountain stone before!

"Ah......h His defenses were not broken by force, but his feet were light, and he was completely sunk into the stony ground of the mountain from the waist down.

This is the furious blow of the air-level martial artist, it is really terrifying! And this is just the beginning......

Raising his palm slightly, Ye Mo looked at Tang En, who had all the parts, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised. But then he took a slight breath, and the silver mangs wrapped his palms like water, as if they had doubled out of thin air, and he slapped them again with an expressionless face.

"Ah...... Roar!" Shaking the mountain roared, Tang En's fists were staggered, and his left and right hands instantly changed positions. First, it was slightly recovered, and then under the blood of both arms erupted again, it was still horizontally sealed over the top, and it was directly resisted!

Rumble......

Sneer...... In the sound of thunderous collision, centered on the area where the two were fighting, the surrounding stony ground instantly cracked countless fine lines, and then continued to spread and spread to the periphery like a spider's web...... Finally, there was an uproar, and half of Donn's body instantly sank as the ground collapsed, completely disappearing into the ground and falling into a large hole.

......The caravan masters who had just been hit by a lying gun were unlucky, but after being knocked out of seven or eight feet, they were lucky to avoid the more ferocious second impact. So when they had time to see the battle situation in the field, they couldn't help but gasp, and the cold air in their backbones jumped straight to their heads!

Previously, although they were also in awe of Yemo, after seeing him repeatedly fail to hit Don En, they couldn't help but have some thoughts in their hearts, 'That's it's just that'. But now that I saw that Ye Mo's palm was really solid, and he directly knocked that Bran madman into the ground like striking iron, he really felt the great horror of the empty-level martial artist!

Even with them, they couldn't help but secretly admire Tang En, who had dodged several attacks before. This kind of realm contest is simply non-human! By the way, is that Bran madman still alive?

............ (To be continued......)