"Poof" couldn't bear the heavy blows that came one after another, Wang Mo spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his green robe had already been turned into flying ashes by the blazing Yuan Qi palm, if it weren't for the green scale armor to protect his body, his body at this time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better.

And the mask magic weapon on his face was also unable to dodge when he dodged Li Batian's giant palm, and was wiped off, revealing his true appearance.

Seeing Wang Mo with such a face, Li Batian understood in his heart why the forces of the Casting and Refining Hall in the Great Xia Empire in the past three years could not find him, even if some forces obstructed it, it would not delay for so long.

Wang Mo's eyes were slightly condensed, looking at Li Batian, although the physical pain was incomparable, but it could not make him succumb, Wang Mo knew that the more unbearable he behaved, the more excited he was about convenience.

Li Batian was quite unhappy with Wang Mo's indifferent eyes, in his expectation, the other party ended up like this, he should howl miserably, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and then he would kill him in the other party's despair, so as to satisfy the hatred of Wang Mo in his heart.

However, Wang Mo neither cried out in pain, nor begged for mercy, nor even the most basic fear, which made Li Batian quite annoyed, just when Li Batian was thinking about whether to focus on it, Wang Mo, who took the opportunity to pause, made a move.

I saw that Wang Mo quickly took out a jade bottle, poured the contents into his mouth, and inserted more than a dozen black needles into various parts of his body, and felt that there was a slight low aura around him, and it soared again, and he actually faintly looked like he was competing with Li Batian.

Although it was just a trance, Wang Mo took this opportunity to quickly complete a few movements, and stimulate the body's key points and potential.

This move is not that Wang Mo wants to use this to fight with Li Batian, from the previous fight, as soon as Pu came into contact, Wang Mo knew that he was far from Li Batian's opponent now.

Wang Mo just wants to quickly get out of the battle situation under the stimulation of true qi, in order to plan for the future!

"It's time to go!" After doing all this, Wang Mo indifferently glanced at Li Batian, who had come back to his senses, stretched out his hand and quickly pinched the trick, and Mo Cangjian suddenly burst into glory, and jumped up.

Li Batian looked at Wang Mo's actions lightly, but he didn't mean to stop him at all, only to see him say lightly: "You, don't you want to see those two girls?"

Although it was just an understatement, in Wang Mo's ears, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the figure that had already jumped on the sword body and was about to leave the sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move a single bit.

As smart as Wang Mo, he naturally heard what Li Batian meant, and he could be said by him at this time, except for Yang Shan'er and Qin Sulan, who else?

Although he didn't know how Li Batian learned about his relationship with the two women, Wang Mo couldn't ignore it, even if he couldn't bear the price he paid, and he couldn't leave it.

Knowing that he couldn't be good at this time, Wang Mo's body flickered, jumped off the Mo Cang Sword, and looked at Li Batian coldly again, he knew that since the other party said this, there must be something to follow.

Seeing this, Li Batian showed an expression that was really like this, as if he was holding the chance to win, looking at Wang Mo's eyes, like a hunter looking at the prey that had fallen into the net, and said lightly: "I really don't know if you are smart or stupid, you dare to hide in Xia Jing for three years!"

Wang Mo knew very well how dangerous the situation was at this time, the more he dragged it on, the more unfavorable it would be to himself, but he had to entangle with the other party, so he had to say: "The Casting Hall is just like this, it took three years to find it!"

Hearing this, Li Batian smiled instead of being angry: "Yes, you do have courage! The deity admires you a little!" Wang Mo's words, he naturally knew what he meant, but under the control of the overall situation, how could he be angered?

"Thank you for the compliment!" Wang Mo said lightly, he didn't say anything, such as Li Ba Heaven Hall's master of the Casting Hall, using two women to threaten each other, not afraid of losing his identity, and other unnutritious words.

Wang Modu killed both of his sons, if he could squeeze the other party out of a few words, then the other party would not be able to achieve the position of the master of the Casting Hall, let alone the way of being a father.

On the side, when Xia Mingfang saw that Wang Mo was about to leave, his heart was anxious, and when he saw that Li Batian was just a sentence, he stopped Wang Mo, who was about to escape, and it seemed that he was in control of something he didn't know.

Although he wanted to ask, he knew deeply that Li Batian at this time was the most terrifying, and he had dealt with Li Batian more or less in Xia Jing for many years, so he naturally knew his temperament.

After about a cup of tea, I saw a group of people on the west street quickly rushing towards this side, first six foundation building monks, followed by more than a dozen qi refining monks with different cultivation levels, and two women.

Wang Mo looked at it and found that it was Yang Shan'er and Qin Sulan.

"Say, who instructed you to kill my son and make it difficult for me to forge a hard time?" Li Batian saw the arrival of his subordinates, so he said to Wang Mo again.

"No one instructed!" Wang Mo looked at the two women, seeing that they were only slightly injured, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not rejoice at all, at this time, it can be said that he has been the most dangerous time in more than ten years, and one is not good, that is, the situation of death, after all, he has no intention of giving up the two daughters and escaping alone.

"No one instructed you? You can't be stupid when the deity is stupid? No one supports you, do you have the courage to kill my beloved son and intercept and kill the people of my Casting Hall?" Hearing this, of course Li Batian didn't believe it, Wang Mo's face was so young, if there was no big force to support and cultivate in the future, how could he have such a cultivation?

Although he knew that the Casting Hall had provoked a lot of enemies in order to complete the tasks of the sect, under his management, the Casting Hall had always acted secretly, and even more so that he did not leave a living mouth, so it was definitely not the work of any descendants.

"This matter was done by the next person, and it has nothing to do with others!" Wang Mo still opened his mouth indifferently, but his brows were deeply furrowed.

"Hehe, very good, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" Li Batian sneered when he heard this, but his eyes turned to the group of people who were getting closer.

"Is it you?Brother Mo?Is it you?" Although Yang Shan'er was sealed, her eyesight was good, and she saw the cyan figure surrounded at the city gate from afar.

In her mind, the gentle eyes, the rough hands, the upright sitting on the wall, the scenes crossed her eyes, as clear as yesterday, and when they were near, the tears could not stop flowing.

After seven years of thinking about it, the death of a loved one, the only person who has been remembered over the years is right in front of me!

"Is it really you?"

Qin Sulan also cultivated to be sealed, and she also saw Wang Mo early, although it has been seven years, but Wang Mo has practiced physical strength, and his body is beyond his peers, and he has already been stereotyped seven years ago, and he will naturally recognize it when he sees him at this time.

The two girls looked at Wang Mo in a daze, and a hundred kinds of feelings came to their hearts!

"It's really touching, until now, you still don't want to say it?" Li Batian's playful eyes, looking at Wang Mo, the young man in front of him at this time in his heart will inevitably show the look he is looking forward to, and when the time comes, he can vent his anger for three years.

However, Wang Mo's performance once again disappointed Li Batian's expectations, and he still had that faint expression, but the wrinkles between his brows became much deeper.

"Brother Mo, woo!" Recently, Yang Shan'er saw Wang Mo's face clearly, and couldn't bear it anymore, she cried and cried, and her body struggled even more.

It's just that at this time, her cultivation was sealed, and she was firmly imprisoned in Li Chengfeng's hands, and she was not allowed to advance a bit.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Mo will take you away!" Looking at Yang Shan'er who was crying, Wang Mo's heart trembled, the tenderness that had never disappeared over the years, but which he had been suppressing in his heart, instantly surged into his heart.

"Be honest, hehe, otherwise I'm going to make you suffer a little!" Li Chengfeng, who was imprisoning Yang Shan'er, said with a cruel smile when he saw this.

In the past few years, he has been living in fear all day long, for fear that he will be assassinated at any time, and through the power of the Casting Hall, he has already learned that the news of the destruction of the Zhuo and Chi families is even more terrified.

Therefore, he asked to hire Xia Jing's headquarters, and would rather be an errand runner, although it is no longer like in Jiyang City, there is a lot of oil and water to fish, but it is better to feel at ease.

At this time, Wang Mo, who saw a great change in his face, finally felt at ease, even though his appearance was different from the red figure that appeared in his mind all the time, but through the recent investigation of the Casting Hall, he also learned that the person back then must be the man in front of him.

And at this time, the other party's situation, how not to make him feel happy in his heart, the accumulated qi that has been accumulated for three years is finally going to disappear!

"How about it, can you say it? Having said it, the deity will give you a good time, let you go on the road together, and have a good response!" Li Batian stared at Wang Mo and said word by word.

Even if in his heart, he wanted to crush his bones and scatter ashes, and it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart, but Li Batian decided that Wang Mo had a master behind him, so he talked nonsense with him for a long time, and did not hesitate to offend Bichaozong and arrest the two daughters.

Although Wang Mo is the direct murderer, but in the pain of losing his son, Li Batian can't wait to arrest all the people involved and torture them, with such an opportunity, how can he let it go?

Therefore, he didn't say anything, as long as Wang Mo said the forces behind him, he would let them go together, in this case, I am afraid that thinking with his toes is impossible.

As the leader of a major force, saying such words will not only no one will agree, but will also cause jokes.

"Let them go!" Feeling the meaning of Li Batian's words, Wang Mo pretended to ponder.

"Hehe, you don't seem to have seen the situation clearly, are you qualified to negotiate terms with the deity?" Hearing this, Li Batian's face sank.

From the short fight before, the cunning and cunning Li Batian naturally saw what kind of person Wang Mo was, even in the face of such a crisis, his face would not change, how could he say what he wanted so easily.

At such a close distance, the two girls naturally heard it, and Yang Shan'er suddenly said urgently: "Brother Mo, you go quickly, in the future..."

"Smack!" Before Yang Shan'er finished speaking, her words were slapped and fell into her stomach.

Wang Mo's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, looking at the person who did it!

Li Chengfeng was stared at by this gaze, and the fear that had been pent up for a long time could no longer be hidden, and his body suddenly trembled, but then he understood, his face showed a provocative look in his paleness, and he reached out again to give Yang Shan'er a resounding slap.

"Smack!" "Slut, call it again!" Li Chengfeng looked at Wang Mo proudly, and let out a hysterical insolent laugh, as if venting.