Seeing that several elites were scattered in front of the mountain holy antelope like chopping melons and vegetables, Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were split. Ji Yuanzhi's eyes were also red, and he wanted to blood.

Xuanyuan Qing's fists were clenched, his nails were sunk deep into his flesh, and at this moment, he wanted to jump to the middle of the battlefield desperately and sacrifice the ancient innate gossip array. Believing in the Demon Cult soldiers on the battlefield, no one can withstand it.

However, it is clear that someone will not give him such a chance.

As the leader of the mountain holy antelope, Cheng Mo has the strength of a high-ranking holy envoy, and has even peeked into the path of the Dharma King. In this regard, he is a little smarter than Shen Guangtang and Xu Zhennan.

It stands to reason that this kind of strength has long faded out of the front-line command, after all, there are very few people with the same strength as him, and perhaps under the battle of the main general, he has no chance to make a move.

For this reason, Cheng Mo did not hesitate to deliberately delay his cultivation to achieve the opportunity to stay in the mountain holy antelope. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would already be the realm of the Zuo Fa King. His talent in cultivation is also extremely rare. Back then, the speed was the best from the beginning, and until the Holy Envoy, he was the first.

The Dharma King Realm of the Demon Sect is already a first-class master in the world, and there is a qualitative leap from the previous Holy Envoy, and countless people are stuck at this level. And he gave up even though he had the opportunity, which shows how deep his heart for the mountain holy antelope is, it is simply more important than his own life, not to mention cultivation.

Xuanyuan Qing's Xuanyuan Jue has entered the room, and most of the exercises on his body are peerless studies that have been passed down for thousands of years, and those who are idle are definitely not opponents.

However, he met Cheng Mo, an opponent known as the living fossil of the Demon Sect.

Chengmo is not the same as the Xuanyuan clan, and it has not been inherited for so long. But this did not prevent him from becoming a member of the classical school.

Studying ancient traditions all year round is also one of his hobbies.

In the face of Xuanyuan Qing's ancient but powerful moves, Cheng Mo did not fall behind at all.

After a scuffle, the two stood opposite each other

The flash of light in Xuanyuan Qing's hand was sacrificed again, and a brilliant curtain of light was set off in the time and space. Cheng Mo didn't panic at all, his eyebrows and eyes smiled, and he waved his hand in a demeanor, and a red light blocked the seemingly turbulent light curtain.

One is angry, the other is personable, but the characters seem to be reversed. Cheng Mo is a master of the right path.

Compared with the opponent who has been defeated in a hundred battles, Xuanyuan Qing has much less combat experience.

Maybe in normal times, he can still rely on the strengths of his own exercises to restrain his opponents, but in the face of real veterans like today, he is still a little immature.

Being able to command a world-famous legion, he is a battle-hardened warrior himself, and Xuanyuan Qing seems to be a child with a leaky crotch in front of him.

Maybe Cheng Mo felt that he had played enough with Xuanyuan Qing, so he put away the smile like a mouse catching a mouse.

"Kid of the Xuanyuan family, it's time to finish. You may be a great figure among young people, but as an adversary today, I have no reason to show mercy. To be merciful to you is to be cruel to our sons. ”

"It will not be difficult for the Mountain Gazelle to defeat our mixed army, and it will be easy for you to defeat me. But if you want to annihilate them all, I'm afraid you can't do it, and it's not easy to kill me. ”

"Pride should have capital, and without capital, it is called arrogance. ”

"I, Xuanyuan, have not been arrogant, come on, just try. ”

"Okay, as you wish. ”

How powerful is his power? Xuanyuan Qing's heart trembled, he didn't have time to protect himself, and he didn't have time to despise the complacency of his opponent. Right in front of him, a ball of red light shone with a strange light and hit his chest!

In an instant, his body was unconscious, and he flew lightly, and his strength and armor seemed to have no effect at all. In mid-air, he saw Cheng Mo flying up casually, standing in front of Ji Yuanzhi like lightning, seemingly indifferent, and shot out a red ball of light!

The red pillar of light flew through the air, and in Xuanyuan Qing's pupils, Cheng Mo's whole person was like a flying swan, flying out of the battlefield very elegantly. And Ji Yuanzhi was like a broken pocket, covered in blood and twisted into a weird angle.

For a moment, he also lost consciousness.

How so?!

This was the last thought that came to his mind, obviously the previous competition was a fraction of a centimeter, how could there be such a big gap.

A dark red fire ignited in the air, and Ji Yuanzhi's body fell a few pieces and threw them on the ground. At the last moment, Ji Yuanzhi's heart was full of hatred for the secret spy department, how could the famous mountain holy antelope be so ignored.

After completing the double attack, Cheng Mo frowned slightly and sighed.

"Commander, why are we still sighing when we win. ”

"There are more and more amazing and brilliant people in the younger generation of the righteous path, and the Holy Sect is much more declining compared to it. ”

"One commander can be ten of his righteous paths, and no matter how long the time to come, they will still not be your opponents. ”

"It's useless, veterans will always wither, and I see that one generation is not as good as the next. ”

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, he went by himself, not caring about the life or death of the two people on the ground.

In the first battle of Shilixia, the private army of the family was defeated by the first-class army of the Demon Sect, the mountain holy antelope was defeated, the private army suffered half of the casualties, and the grassroots officers were gone. Xuanyuan Qing was severely injured and fell into a deep coma. Ji Yuanzhi was killed on the spot, and his stumps were scattered.

When Lu Yunyi, Yan Yuntian and the others who heard the news arrived, the mountain holy antelope had already left. Perhaps they were also afraid of being surrounded, so they retreated first without caring about cleaning up the battlefield.

The three commanders naturally disdained to go to Xuanyuan Qing to make up for the knife, but fortunately, the Xuanyuan Clan's iron guards found it in time and desperately protected Xuanyuan Qing, who still had half a breath left. Otherwise, if he dies, it will be a huge blow to the United Kingdom and the right path of the world.

Although the previous Tiannan City and Zhennan Pass were all very orderly, showing Xu Zhennan's style, this mistake underestimated Qi Qi, and even omitted the matter of the mountain holy antelope, which would make everything a joke.

Coupled with the death of the prince of the kingdom, I am afraid that the battle of the righteous path will not be fought.

After the Xuanyuan clan lineage was almost broken, the world shook!

Each family sent medical masters to rush to the rescue, although Fan Baili was quite at odds with the righteous people, but he had somewhat eased up with the Lanling Shaozhuang faction, which had the strongest opposition, and at this time, he was going to appear no matter what.

Zhang Tianyu had never been so out of shape, he never thought that Xuanyuan Qing, who had not been the prince for a long time, would encounter such a catastrophe and almost lose his life.

Luoyun Pass was heavily guarded, and the people who healed changed one after another, all shaking their heads and sighing.

"You are known as a miracle doctor, but there is no way?"

"Your Highness's injury is not serious, the cultivation is, the key is the messy cold and dark power in the body, and there is really nothing you can do about it. ”