"Mr. Yun, why do you need to do it yourself when dealing with an ant in the martial arts and Qi cultivation realm? Just leave it to me."

The young man in black robe walked forward confidently and faced Yang Mo.

"Boy, if you know the truth, hand over the birth pill and the spiritual sword, and then kneel down to apologize to Mr. Yun. Maybe Mr. Yun is happy, and it can make you die happily."

"Are you referring to this sword?" Yang Mo took out the Hongmeng sword and pointed it at the young man in black robe.

"Yes, it's this sword."

The young man in black robe looked at the Hongmeng sword greedily and reached out to grab it.

"Then you can pick it up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Mo picked up the Hongmeng Sword and waved it to the young man in black robe.

Puff!

The Hongmeng Sword instantly slashed through the air, bursting out sharp sword energy, and flew towards the young man in black robe.

"not good!"

The young man in black robe felt a suffocating danger in an instant and turned around and was about to run back.

I saw that he was already covered by sword energy and could not move at all.

"don't want!"

With the scream of the young man in black, his whole body burst and turned into powder and disappeared into the air.

"This sword actually has such divine power. It seems that it is definitely not an ordinary spiritual sword."

Yunlong's pupils twitched, and he felt a huge shock in his heart.

Not only him, but also the young man in white behind him, and other masters who were dodging in the dark, were also shocked. He did not expect that the Hongmeng Sword was so powerful, killing a master of the martial arts and spiritual realm with one sword in seconds.

"It's so trash. I think you guys will go together. Maybe I can have fun."

Yang Mo pointed the Hongmeng Sword at Yun Long and the young man in white behind him.

"To be honest, you surprised me, but it was just an accident. Next, I will let you know what an insurmountable gap is!"

Yun Long laughed in anger, a fierce grin appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a strong murderous aura burst out from his eyes. Yang Mo was like a dead person in his eyes.

This time, Yunlong was really angry!

Yunlong's self-esteem cannot be challenged, but Yang Mo provoked him repeatedly, so Yang Mo must die!

After saying that, Yun Long stopped talking nonsense, pulled out a Tang sword from his body, kicked the ground with his feet, and his whole body was like a whirlwind, slashing towards Yang Mo.

The sharp blade slashed a scattering of cold air and slashed from top to bottom.

"die!"

No tricks!

It's so direct, fierce and powerful!

Even when the masters hiding in the woods saw this scene, their faces changed drastically and they dodged one after another, for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

In their opinion, the power of Yunlong's sword has exceeded the limit that martial artists in the early stage of the martial arts and spiritual realm can reach. Even those in the middle stage of the martial arts and spiritual realm, if they are hit by this sword, their bodies and heads will be different.

However, a more strange scene appeared immediately.

Yang Mo, as if he had not noticed the danger, stood there and laughed.

this……

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

"Is this kid so scared? Can't he even hide?"

"Does he want to welcome this move? He is looking for death, which is clearly looking for death! Even a master in the middle stage of the martial arts spiritual realm cannot take this move, not to mention that he is just an ant in the late stage of the martial arts and Qi training realm."

"No suspense! This kid is dead!"

When the masters hidden around him saw this scene, they thought Yang Mo was frightened by the momentum shown by Yun Long, and they shook their heads without regret.

No matter what, the sword that Yang Mo just killed the young man in black robe was still very beautiful.

Unexpectedly, he was about to die under Yunlong's knife in a blink of an eye.

"Yang Mo, please avoid it!"

Li Sixuan's pretty face changed drastically, and she didn't expect that Yang Mo would not dodge or avoid it.

After shouting this sentence, Li Sixuan's face turned pale, full of anxiety, and even regretted it in her heart.

If she hadn't followed Yang Mo over, maybe Yang Mo wouldn't have met Yun Long, and she wouldn't have been like this now.

"I'm dead! Haha, this kid is simply an idiot, a knife is enough."

The boy in white looked at Yun Long's sword, as if he had seen Yang Mo being slashed in half, and he felt extremely happy.

Whoosh!

But just as Yun Long's blade was about to slash Yang Mo's shoulder.

Yang Mo moved!

He suddenly waved the Hongmeng Sword, aimed at Yun Long's Tang Sword, and blasted out with a sword!

Puff!

A broken sound resounded!

Tang Dao was actually cut off by the sword energy of the Hongmeng Sword.

Yunlong's body stiffened and the grin on his face stopped abruptly.

Same second.

A clear blood mark slid from Yunlong's eyebrows to his right leg.

"How could it be..."

Bang!

Yunlong fell heavily to the ground.

No vitality!

quiet!

At this moment, the whole forest was silent.

It seems like the mute button is turned on.

All the sounds disappeared.

His eyes looked at Yang Mo in disbelief, and his eyes almost fell off.

The smile on the face of the boy in white froze instantly, as if the duck was pinched on his neck, with a big mouth open, showing a look of haunting.

The master hidden in the darkness disappeared in an instant.

"Lingju, how much power is the sword just now?" Yang Mo asked.

"According to your earth's algorithm, it should be based on the power of a thousand horses!" Lingju replied.

The power of a horse is one thousand pounds, and the power of a thousand horse is one million pounds, which is the power of a tiger!

Unexpectedly, the power of the Hongmeng Sword is so terrifying.

Compared to being bare-handed, the strength is twice as high as the boxing!

"This is really the beginning! Boy Yang, as long as you let this lady find her true body, the power of the Hongmeng Sword is definitely beyond your imagination."

"I believe it!"

Yang Mo nodded.

The Hongmeng Sword can rank first among the seven ancient artifacts, so it is naturally not a false reputation.

"Look, I'll let you go together. You have to fight with me alone. Now you are the only one left. If you want to go together, there is no help."

Yang Mo withdrew his mind, turned his eyes to the boy in white, and shrugged helplessly.

puff!

Yang Mo's words made the boy in white vomit blood!

You let me go together?

Who knows, you are so perverted!

Even Yunlong can't handle your move, and we're going to die together.

now.

Li Sixuan looked at Yang Mo with a speechless look on her face.

Yang Mo's strength has long exceeded her imagination and can give her different surprises almost every time.

"Is he really that waste from the Yang family?"

The boy in white had a cold sweat on his face. He looked at the Hongmeng sword in Yang Mo's hand and his whole body was trembling with fear.

"I...I don't have weapons now. It's unfair that you fight me with the spirit sword. Even if you beat me, that's not your ability. Do you dare to throw the spirit sword and fight me again?"

The young man in white thought that Yang Mo was so powerful, all because of the Hongmeng Sword. If Yang Mo had lost the Spirit Sword, he would not be his opponent at all, so he would say so.

However, this trick is almost the same to deceive a three-year-old child.
Chapter completed!