Yang Mo looked at Situ Jinglei's corpse and summoned a small fire from the earth vein from his body, turning all this into ashes.

"Who?"

However, just as Yang Mo left, he suddenly felt that there was a person behind him.

woman.

This woman is very beautiful, comparable to Li Sixuan and Yun Xinsu.

Even the coldness of her body is even more attractive.

"You shouldn't have killed Situ Jinglei." The woman sighed.

Yang Mo sneered: "Do you want me to be killed by him?"

"I had already asked Situ Jinglei to stop just now." The woman said quietly.

Yang Mo understood.

It turns out that she is Miss Han Yan, whom Situ Jinglei said!

"So, you are showing up now, wanting me to be grateful to you?" Yang Mo sneered.

Han Yan shook her head: "I help you, not because I want you to thank me, or you are not worthy of my actions at all. You are crazy, there is nothing wrong with it, but I hope you have the strength to continue to be crazy in the martial arts and fighting competition."

After saying that, Han Yan turned around and disappeared from the spot.

"In the past two days, I will try my best to hold Situ Jingfeng back and prevent him from causing trouble for you, but you must improve your strength, because Situ Jingfeng will also participate in the martial arts fighting competition."

Han Yan's voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

"It is worthy of being the pearl in the Han family's hand. Just the body technique I just used is enough to stand out for the heroes." Lingxi commented.

Yang Mo couldn't help but hold his fists together, and nodded secretly: "It's really strong! If I don't use the beast pill in my body, I can't surpass her."

"But you still have two days now," Lingju encouraged.

"Well! In the past two days, I must improve my cultivation and become a true martial artist in the Xuanming Realm of Martial Arts." Yang Mo made up his mind.

Under Han Yan's pressure, not only Situ Jingfeng did not come to cause trouble for Yang Mo, but even the Lin family, Gui family, Liu family and Mei family, all became quiet.

It seems that Han Yan's power is even stronger than Yang Mo imagined.

...

valley.

Deep pool.

"It should be here."

There was a bay of calm pools under Yang Mo's feet, and nothing was seen.

In addition, several bubbles will pop up from time to time.

"I'll try it."

Yang Mo said as he pointed at the deep pool and let out a few dragon roars.

boom!

The dragon roar broke through the water of the pond and went straight down.

I saw that the calm pond water instantly formed a huge vortex.

The entire water surface was rolled up, revealing a spring.

Deep in the spring, there was a ball of white light burning slowly.

"It's indeed the ghost Lenghuo!"

Yang Mo's eyes lit up and he finally found it.

"You guy is lucky. This ball of ghost Lenghuo is not the real ghost Lenghuo, but just a small flame that the ghost Lenghuo fell to the earth." Lingju's voice sounded in Yang Mo's ears, "Although the power is much smaller than that of the full-time ghost Lenghuo, it is much less difficult to subdue."

Yang Mo nodded: "That's right! It's just a ball of fire now, and I can plant it in my dantian. When it truly matures, it may be integrated with my body."

"However, you still have to be very careful. After all, the ghost cold fire is one of the most powerful strange fires in the earth fire. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by it." Lingju warned Yang Mo.

Yang Mo took a deep breath and drove the Hongmeng Sword into the pool.

With the power of the Hongmeng Sword, the entire pond water was divided into two, revealing the ghost cold fire that existed in the spring.

Then, Yang Mo took out the beast pill and began to absorb the spiritual energy from the beast pill crazily.

10%!

20%!

30%!

After a thick spiritual wall formed around Yang Mo's body, he jumped and jumped out of the deep pool.

Hmm!

Before Yang Mo could touch the ghost Lenghuo, he felt a bone-broken cold, accompanied by a hot heat, which rushed towards his body.

This feeling of ice and fire made Yang Mo shiver.

"It is worthy of being one of the most powerful strange fires in the earth fire, and its power is indeed very powerful."

Yang Mo had no intention of giving up when facing the ghost Lenghuo. He gritted his teeth and approached it step by step.

However, before Yang Mo could touch the ghost Lenghuo, most of his body had been frozen, and it was difficult for him to continue to approach the ghost Lenghuo.

"Yang Mo, quickly run the Spiritual Art to mobilize the spiritual energy in your body." Seeing this, Ling Art hurriedly shouted.

Spiritual Art, this kind of divine level technique, can not only quickly improve the realm of a practitioner, but more importantly, it has the word "spirit" that can communicate with spiritual weapons, strange fire, and something with "spirit".

Yang Mo used the Spiritual Art and quickly dispelled the cold air in his body, and began to try to communicate with the ghost Lenghuo.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yang Mo, and I am also the Sword Emperor of the Glory Dynasty!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I can take you out of here, leave the earth, and return to your place." Yang Mo did not answer the words of the ghost Leng Huo, but said to himself, "But I need to rely on your power now."

Although the ghost Lenghuo is just a ball of fire now, it still has the ability to think.

It did not speak, but thought quietly.

Yang Mo did not continue talking, but sat next to the ghost Leng Huo and began to practice silently.

The ghost cold fire will release the spiritual energy of alternating yin and yang, which can help Yang Mo practice.

...

The martial arts temple.

In this place, the martial arts fighting competition will be held here soon.

This moment.

Around the martial arts temple, not only were there gathered martial arts practitioners who came to participate in the competition, but also many masters hidden in the dark, as well as many martial arts practitioners who were spectators.

In fact, some martial artists made bold predictions about this martial arts battle competition, and gave thirty martial artists who were most likely to win the championship, and gave odds.

"Situ Jingfeng is extremely powerful and ranks first. There is no dispute. I bet on it ten medium-sized spirit crystals."

"Although Situ Jingfeng is powerful, he is still slightly inferior to Han Yan. I bet Han Yan won the championship."

"Compared with Situ Jingfeng and Han Yan and Qiu Wu, the envoy of the Holy Church, are not worth mentioning at all. Qiu Wu is the champion."

Faced with the bets of everyone, Han Yan and Situ Jingfeng and other geniuses were not interested in it.

"Han Yan, I promised you that I would not seek revenge on that ant before the martial arts battle begins. I have done it now. Have you promised to give me a chance?" Situ Jingfeng asked.

Han Yan smiled indifferently: "Yes! As long as you can beat me in the game..."

"A word is determined! Han Yan, look at it. I will not only defeat you, but also win the championship and kill that ant." Situ Jingfeng held his right hand tightly, his face full of confidence.

However.
Chapter completed!