On the second floor of the restaurant, the old man's eyes flashed, and he stood up suddenly, and the table in front of him immediately collapsed, turning into pieces and dissipating.

He has never had a wavey face, but at this moment, it has changed greatly! The power of the immortals and demons in his body is like a wild dragon, and his instinct is flowing rapidly throughout his body.

Everything he did at the moment was a subconscious act, under that gaze, he had a feeling that if he didn't resist, he would be seriously injured and die, his eyes showed a look of surprise, the gaze of that moment just now, the murderous aura in it was like substance!

"Killing intent!!This is the intent to kill!!How many people has this person killed to have this kind of eyes that turn into substance! He's terrible!

He looked at Wang Mo's gaze in the distance, and it became extremely solemn, this degree of solemnity is only available in this life

"It's terrible!!I cultivate to be on par with him, but I am by no means an opponent of this person, go quickly!" This person did not hesitate, his body shook, and he was about to teleport, but immediately, his body was squeezed out of nothingness.

His complexion changed greatly, no longer teleported, but his body rose from the ground, at this moment, his burst of immortal and demonic power, so that the second floor of the restaurant, immediately collapsed, bursts of dust flew up, his body rushed out of the smoke and dust, and was about to escape desperately.

But immediately, his rapid and galloping footsteps stopped abruptly, his body stopped in mid-air, cold sweat continued to leave from his whole body, a zhang away in front of him, Wang Mo looked at him quietly.

"Disturbing my cultivation, do you still want to leave?"

The older man laughed miserably, with a hint of madness in his eyes, and without hesitation, he attracted a seal deep in his body that he was unwilling to touch in this life, and at this moment, the power of the immortals and demons in his body suddenly exploded!

A force of destruction wrapped the collapsed restaurant, forming a loud rumbling sound.

After the loud bang, within a radius of 100 zhang, there was a killing machine!

Wang Mo showed his figure outside Baizhang, his expression was as usual, but there was a trace of gloom flashing in his eyes, he gently patted the dust on his body, and walked into the distance.

On the river, the young man's body slowly fell, and a trace of black and white qi emanated from his body, chasing Wang Mo's back......

At the same time, in the main city of Chiyou Nine Cities, in an extremely elegant palace, there was a chuckle.

"Chi Mi'er, please play a battle with Chi Xin in advance, and use the military exploits in the Chiyou clan as a reason not to let me refuse, this person is also interesting, yes!"

"This ...... Clan Monarch, if the two of them set a precedent, I'm afraid that they will be other demon generals..."In the palace, another old voice came out.

"If other people also have tens of millions of combat exploits, then it is also accurate!

“... Yes..."

A moment later, an old man walked out of the palace, who held the fold in his hand, shook his head slightly, and hurried away.

The date of the battle of the demon generals is getting closer and closer, and the entire Chiyou Nine Cities are filled with a depressing atmosphere, and almost every day, there will be constant fights.

"It's a game!" Wang Mo sat by the river, put down the wine jug in his hand, looked at the somewhat gloomy sky, and muttered to himself.

"A very interesting game...... In the eyes of the Chiyou clan, outsiders take advantage of the opportunity of the battle of the demon generals to fight each other for a goal, this is the best game......" Wang Mo took a sip of wine, his eyes were clear.

He was silent for a moment, then stood up, and in the twilight, gradually walked away.

This is already the seventh day, and there are still eight days left before the battle of the demon generals!

At dusk, perhaps because of the recent depressing atmosphere in Chiyou Jiucheng, the pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, and outside the Chixin Mansion, a man in white walked towards the Chixin Mansion step by step.

This person's steps were steady, without any expression on his face, step by step, towards the Chixin Mansion, as he approached, behind him, a faint immortal power gradually diffused.

At the same time, a depressing aura enveloped the entire Chixin Mansion.

In front of him, seventeen dolls the size of a palm, flashing with demonic light, surrounded him.

Bursts of demonic energy, emanating from Chi Xin's body, connected to the seventeen puppets, forming a perfect cycle with each other.

At this moment, the demon general Chi Xin suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, as if he could penetrate the secret room, and he noticed the man in white outside the mansion.

The man sighed lightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his footsteps did not pause, and he came to the door of the Chixin Mansion, and he didn't see him exert any magical powers, and the Chixin Mansion Gate collapsed silently, turned into pieces of debris, and swept backwards together.

In the debris flying, there were two muffled snorts, and I saw two Chixin Mansion military soils thrown into the mansion far away, and their bodies burst out with a large blood mist.

"Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect.. The Thirteen Saints of the Sword Shrine.. The Tenth St... Hidden Sword Master.. Asking to see Lord Chixin", a flat voice came from this mouth, and he did not stop, he stepped directly into the Chixin Mansion and walked towards the secret room where Chixin was retreating.

Countless sergeants and Chi Xin's subordinates immediately appeared, but as this person moved forward, anyone who entered within ten zhang of him would immediately collapse and turn into a mist of blood without a sound.

Along the way, but listening to the sound of thumping, no one could stop the person half a step. Even some of the surrounding rockery buildings are like Nafu Gate, crumbling and shattering.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, and after this person appeared, he roared and took a step forward, and under this step, the demonic energy of his whole body suddenly dispersed, wanting to resist the people of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect.

The man of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect shook his head slightly, without pausing at his feet, and continued to move forward, following his steps, the figure turned pale, and he had a feeling that he was not facing a person, but a sword!

A sword that dews on the cold peak!

The man's body involuntarily stepped back, kicking and kicking until he was a few feet away, and at this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and the man steadied himself and exhaled deeply.

Behind him, three people appeared at this moment, all three of them were white-haired old men, and they stood there, looking coldly at the people of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect.

The eyes of the people of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect fell on the three old men, smiled slightly, and walked forward again.

The three old men had solemn expressions on their faces, and they were about to use their respective magical powers, when suddenly, a deep voice came from behind them.

"Who sent you!" The voice was full of majesty, and the three old men immediately respectfully stepped out of the way, revealing the tall figure of the demon general Chi Xin behind them.

Chi Xin looked at the young man of the Spirit Sword Sect that day, his eyes were like torches, and the momentum he showed at this moment was even stronger than when he faced Wang Mo in the God of War City.

The Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Tibetan Sword Saint had a gleam in his eyes, his footsteps stopped, and he said slowly: "Demon General Mi'er!"

Chi Xin frowned and shouted, "What's the matter!"

"On behalf of Lord Chi Mi'er, send a battle post to General Chixin!" the man said calmly, and with a wave of his right hand forward, a golden mang suddenly flashed out and stopped in front of the demon general Chixin.

Chixin's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the golden post in front of him.

On that, there is only one word, war!

"Three days later, wipe Masang Mountain!" The Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Tibetan Sword Saint, after saying this, turned around and walked out.

However, almost as soon as he turned around, his body immediately stiffened, and his whole person suddenly burst out with a strong aura, and the intensity of this aura far exceeded the level when he entered the Chixin Mansion before.

A ball of essence burst out in his eyes, and he looked at a slender figure in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Venerable, Wang Mo!"

The demon general Chi Xin only noticed Wang Mo's appearance at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Wang Mo didn't even look at this person, and walked forward, his pace was not fast, but in the eyes of this man from the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, there was immediately a trace of anger.

"It is rumored that Mo Zun is arrogant, and when I saw it today, it was indeed the case!" said the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Tibetan Sword Saint in a cold voice.

Wang Mo didn't seem to hear it, and walked towards this person, and the man of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect suddenly surged all over his body, like an out-of-body sword, locking on Wang Mo's body.

At the moment when the momentum of his whole body reached the top, Wang Mo walked by him, without pausing, and staggered with it.

That day, the Hidden Sword Saint of the Spirit Sword Sect was stunned, but immediately, his anger was even heavier, he turned around suddenly, looked at Wang Mo who was walking into the distance, and shouted: "Wang Mo, did you hear my words!"

Wang Mo's footsteps were still the same, and he walked towards his residence.

The man of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect showed a hint of coldness in his eyes, as one of the thirteen saints of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, he had such a high status, and he was even more respected by all forces in the immortal capital, which could be described as prestigious.

But at this moment, he was ignored by this person, the man snorted coldly, his body shook, and appeared directly in front of Wang Mo, and said coldly: "Wang..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Mo raised his head and said flatly: "Immortal cultivators, you are so easily angry, your thousand-year-old cultivation is disappointing!"

If the Emperor of the People said this, the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Tibetan Sword Saint would accept it humbly, but when these words came out of Wang Mo's mouth and fell on his ears, it was extremely harsh.

He laughed angrily, but his gaze was even colder, and he said, "I want to see what the results of your cultivation are!"

"Get away!" Wang Mo shook his head and said flatly.

The Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Tibetan Sword Saint laughed, pinched his right hand, and a sword qi immediately emerged from his body, turning from one to two, from two to four, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into sixty-four sword qi, roaring towards Wang Mo.

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, he didn't look at the sixty-four sword qi, and in an instant, all the sword qi fell on Wang Mo's body, but at this moment, there was a life and death imprint flashing on his body, and the sword qi came to his body and disappeared.

"Is that all there is to it, it seems that your cultivation is not just disappointing, but in vain!" Wang Mo shook his head.

The Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect Tibetan Sword Saint, his face changed greatly, his eyes showed disbelief, although his sixty-four sword qi was not the strongest, but taking it so lightly made him feel shocked.

"What kind of magical power is this!!This person didn't use the magic weapon just now, but my sword qi fell on his body, but it collapsed immediately, even the Ten Saint Yu Sword Saints couldn't do this!."