Seeing Wang Chong, Duan Mo had killing intent in his eyes, and he had the urge to rush over immediately and destroy the other party, his senior brother Liu Lin died in the hands of this Wang Chong, this person had to be killed.

However, there are more than 20 people in Wang Chong's group, and the lineup is very large, there are two elders who are masters of the ninth layer of condensation, plus Wang Chong, who is the eighth layer of condensation, and the rest of the monks are also in the realm of the fifth or sixth layer of condensation, if they are against them, Duan Mo's heart is not low.

Duan Mo didn't know how much strength he had, he hadn't really fought with a strong man, if he faced a master like Wang Chong, he still had confidence, although he was only at the peak realm of the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, but his strength was very strong, comparable to a strong person who built a foundation, and then relied on such powerful techniques as the palm immortal thunder, it was not difficult to kill Wang Chong, what made him jealous was the two masters of the ninth layer of Qi Condensation.

This Wang Chong seemed to be prepared, knowing that he was in this mountain forest, at this moment Duan Mo used his demon soul to notice that the elder next to Wang Chong was holding a simple mirror, and from their conversation, he understood that the mirror was a magic weapon, which could lock people's breath within half a mile.

However, no matter how powerful the mirror magic weapon over there is, it can't be stronger than his demon soul, Duan Mo will not stand here stupidly and wait for Wang Chong and them to arrive, and he will escape away when he summons the demon soul, and decide to break them one by one in the mountains and forests, Wang Chong must die this time, Duan Mo is determined to kill him.

"We have to flee when we see a few ants? Shake out the majesty just now, and just use the palm fairy thunder to destroy them all." ”

Jiang Lang Demon Venerable was extremely depressed, he had to run away when he saw a few low-level Qi Condensation Cultivators, he was also a Demon Venerable of the Demon Realm, how could he ever be so cowardly? He followed Duan Mo in a hurry, very reluctant.

"Cockroaches, you have to go to the battlefield, lure those two elders away, and I will kill Wang Chong. Duan Mo thought about it, if he wanted to kill Wang Chong, he had to take away two masters of the ninth layer of condensation.

"How do you speak?"

Hearing Duan Mo call him a cockroach, he hated itchy, but he still responded, it was still good to follow Duan Mo, either to kill this or that, which made him feel very happy.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, the situation was very favorable to Duan Mo, having a demon soul would not affect his eyesight at all, and no movement within a radius of one mile could escape his eyes.

He didn't dare to run fast in the mountains and forests, for fear that Wang Chong and they wouldn't be able to catch up, so he lost his patience, and lurked in a wooded mountain barbarian half a mile apart, and sent Jiang Lang Demon Venerable to lure away the two elders around Wang Chong.

Duan Mo used the demon soul to pay attention to Wang Chong's movements at all times, and at this time, Wang Chong and the others had been tracking him for so long, and none of the ghosts had seen him, and Wang Chong was obviously impatient.

"Elder Ge, are you sure that this ancient mirror of yours can lock Duan Mo's aura, how can you track it for half a day and not be seen?"

More than a dozen disciples of the three sects were wiped out by Duan Mo, and the bodies of several of Duan Mo's teachers were also taken away by Duan Mo, and even his unsuccessful younger brother Wang Sun was also destroyed by Duan Mo, which made Wang Chong feel very bad.

However, Wang Chong didn't feel much sadness about Wang Sun's death, and now what he was most impatient about was that he had chased and killed Duan Mo for more than an hour, and he didn't even see a ghost, so how could he be in a good mood?

"Great young master, please rest assured, I definitely didn't lose Duan Mo, this ancient mirror is a spirit-level magic weapon, it is an ancestral artifact, there is no breath that can't be locked, it's just that the desert ghost spirit is very, it seems that he has been aware of it from the beginning, and he will keep absconding when he finds me, but now that he is hiding, I already know the location." ”

Ge Wei said this, but he was very puzzled in his heart, because Duan Mo had been keeping a distance of half a mile from him just now, and suspected that Duan Mo seemed to know that they were chasing him, could it be that Duan Mo had any mysterious magic weapon that could not be successful, otherwise how could he have escaped so far, fortunately, the ancient mirror magic weapon showed that Duan Mo had not fled far, otherwise it would be really difficult to chase and kill him.

Wang Chong and his entourage rushed quickly in the direction of Duan Mo in the mountains and forests, Ge Wei walked in front, holding the magic weapon of the ancient mirror in his hand, and glanced at it from time to time, at this time Ge Wei heard a whooshing sound and saw something flying next to him, and he didn't wait for him to dodge, his palm hurt, and he was bitten by that thing.

"What is this?"

Ge Wei was suddenly shocked, the thing that bit him turned out to be a palm, and there were eyes on the fingers of this palm, and there was a crimson mouth, Wang Chong and they also noticed Ge Wei's abnormality, and after looking back, they were also stunned.

Wang Chong and the others were stunned, but Jiang Lang Demon Venerable reacted quickly, opened his mouth and bit the ancient mirror, winked at Ge Wei, and swooped into the forest.

This accident happened too suddenly, Jiang Lang Demon Venerable took away Ge Wei's ancient mirror, it was only a matter of an instant.

"Damn. ”

Ge Wei was the first to react, and when he saw that the ancestral ancient mirror magic weapon was taken away, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and immediately chased after him.

"I'm going to help. ”

The elder surnamed Xiao next to Wang Chong also went to hunt down Jiang Lang Demon Venerable, if there was no ancient mirror magic weapon, it would be impossible to trace Duan Mo's whereabouts, this matter was very important, and he had to be chased back.

Wang Chong was also so angry that his face turned pale, at this time, he actually came out of this stall, and a monster appeared and took away the ancient mirror magic weapon.

"You guys go and help, too. ”

Wang Zhong said, after calling all his subordinates to help, he didn't stay where he was, and walked straight to the mountains and forests ahead.

"Boom!"

Wang Chong hadn't gone far, the corners of his mouth muffled, and he was blown to the ground for some reason, blowing him up to the ground, causing him to burst into the stars, his blood and blood surged, and he was slightly injured.

When he got up, he saw two thunderbolt-ridden beads shooting out of the jungle, he reacted quickly, knowing that he was being attacked by someone, and immediately jumped to avoid it, but the ground he left was an explosion again, blowing up a big crater.

"Duan Mo is you!"

There was a little blood on the corner of Wang Chong's mouth, and when he finally saw the person who attacked him, it was suddenly Duan Mo who he had been chasing and killing for a long time, and he was also injured, which made him feel a monstrous anger in his heart.

He Wang Zhong has always been conceited, no one among his peers can hurt him, but he was injured by Duan Mo, how can he not be angry?

"The genius of the three sects is just like you, your body and bones are too weak, not even as good as a pig. ”

Duan Mo sneered and walked out, Jiang Lang Demon Venerable was still very neat in handling things, and now that he had led the two elders of the three sects far away, then he would not have any care about killing Wang Chong.

Not nonsense, Duan Mo stepped forward, pushed the strength of his whole body to condense two palm immortal thunders, that is, he shot out, in front of Wang Chong, he did not dare to retain his strength, after all, the other party was a master of the eighth layer of condensation, not an ordinary monk.

I saw Wang Chongbuli stepping forward, with a powerful momentum all over his body, waving his palms, and the palm shadows exuded a cold and piercing power, and the palm fairy thunder was directly shot out.

That cold power made Duan Modu feel a feeling that his mind was frozen, if he was directly hit, his body might be frozen, this Wang Zhong was called the first day of the three sects, and he really had some strength.

"I'm going to have to let you die here today!"

Wang Chong's eyes shot out two cold essence lights, looking at Duan Mo like a dead man, the palm shadow he cast was like an ice blade, slashing towards Duan Mo, and the surrounding trees were frozen by the cold air.

This is Wang Chong's cold ice palm, which is a five-grade martial art, which has been cultivated by him to the eighth level, and if he palms it in the same realm, he has to become an iceman.

What's more, Duan Mo is just a monk of the sixth layer of condensation, which is very different from the eighth layer of condensation, this palm, Duan Mo is sure to die, he has already seen the picture of Duan Mo dying tragically under his palm

With a bang, Duan Mo slapped him with him, and even his body shook at the end, which surprised Wang Chong.

Although Wang Chong is an eighth-layer Qi condensation cultivator, his Yuan Force is very strong, but the Yuan Force in Duan Mo's dantian is comparable to a foundation building powerhouse, except that the realm is weaker, how can he compare with Duan Mo?

Transporting the three-grade martial arts whirlwind fist, Duan Mo bombarded the past with another punch, with the sound of whistling wind between the fists, blowing on the face and making people feel pain.

This punch was unleashed, not only making people's faces painful, Wang Chong felt an extremely powerful killing aura, followed by a series of terrifying demon faces, which appeared in front of him.

Wang Chong's brief frustration was hit by this punch, and his body flew upside down three meters away.

"Boom!"

Duan Mo took advantage of the situation to pursue, pushing the vitality in his body to condense two palm immortal thunders, and before Wang Zhong could get up, he was hit by the palm immortal thunder again.

Wang Chong was blown up into a bloody man, let him be the first day of the three sects, the master of the eighth layer of condensation, at this moment is also the five organs displaced, seriously traumatized, his face and body are full of blood, half of his arms are blown up to the bones, and he is almost broken.

He had never been so miserable, and he had underestimated Duan Mo's strength, a sixth-level condensation monk could so easily deal with a powerhouse of the eighth-layer condensation.

This is difficult for him to accept the fact that he is in love, he is a genius of the younger generation in Yanzhou!

Wang Chong, who had always been arrogant, saw Duan Mo rushing over with a knife at this moment, he was completely desperate, he struggled to get up, he had no strength, and Duan Mo would not give him this opportunity to breathe.

Burst!

Blood spurted out from Wang Chong's neck, Duan Mo split Wang Chong's head with a single sword, and Wang Chong's eyes widened when he was dying, and he couldn't believe that he had died like this.

If Song Yan, the head of the three sects, knew that his two beloved sons had been killed by Duan Mo, he didn't know how angry he would become.

"Besides, you're not even as good as a pig. ”

Leaving his name, Duan Mo changed directions with his knife, and found the more than ten disciples of the three sects who were supported by Jiang Lang Demon Venerable, and cast the palm immortal thunder to kill again.