Peng Zhan had no choice but to pull the sword out of Gongsun Jie's body. The opponent's strength was so sharp that he could not swing the sword in his hand.
His body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, and several forces full of murderous intent came straight towards him from different directions. These forces were very powerful and far exceeded Peng Zhan's ability to deal with them.
But Peng Zhan was not worried at all, because he believed that Ye Mo would ensure his safety. This was indeed the case. With a cold snort, Ye Mo stretched out his palm and drew Peng Zhan to him.
The forces that were originally heading towards Peng Zhan violently collided in the air, making a series of banging sounds.
Ye Mo was very surprised when he saw Peng Zhan stab Gongsun Jie without saying a word. Peng Zhan looked very gentle, but he didn't expect that his attack would be so cruel, which made Ye Mo feel chilled in his heart.
When Ye Xiaowu saw that Peng Zhan had succeeded unexpectedly and assassinated Gongsun Jie, she was filled with excitement.
"Jie'er, Jie'er!" On the big rock, the Lord of Taiji Mountain hugged Gongsun Jie's body and let out a heartbreaking roar. This was his only son and the hope of Taiji Mountain.
Gongsun Jie played a big role in Taiji Mountain being able to hold the top spot. No matter how powerful the current mountain master and peak master are, they will grow old sooner or later, and they must have successors.
Once Gongsun Jie dies, people in the Three Mountains and Seventeen Peaks will probably never take Taiji Mountain seriously again.
Everyone else's hearts were clouded because they had never taken Peng Zhan seriously before. If Peng Zhan was strong enough to easily kill Gongsun Jie, then he would become Ye Mo's powerful helper.
These people tried their best to suppress Ye Mo, and if Ye Mo and his son teamed up, they really didn't have much chance of winning, which was why they resolutely separated them.
But if they had Peng Zhan as a powerful helper, could they still control Ye Mo now?
The master of Taiji Mountain hurriedly treated Gongsun Jie's wounds, and then stuffed several pills that could bring the dead into his mouth, and then barely managed to save Gongsun Jie's life.
However, although his life was saved, his true nature had been defeated by Peng Zhan, and his martial arts would never return to its previous state.
"Asshole, I won't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!" The Lord of Taiji Mountain handed Gongsun Jie over to his men, and then walked towards Peng Zhan with disheveled hair.
"Are you dead?" Peng Zhan asked the Master of Taiji Mountain loudly.
He wasn't afraid at all when facing the Taiji Mountain Master's monstrous murderous intent. Where was Ye Mo?
And there is no point in being afraid. If Ye Mo is unreliable, even if he kneels down and begs for mercy, Tai Chi Mountain Master will not let him go, so he might as well act like a bachelor.
"Hey, it looks like he wasn't killed. It's a pity. But I guess his martial arts will never be able to return to its previous state."
The master of Taiji Mountain was already furious, but Peng Zhan kept adding fuel to the fire. He finally broke out completely, opened his arms forcefully, and flew directly towards Peng Zhan, and there was a hot flame behind him. .
Ye Mo snorted coldly, pulled Peng Zhan behind him, and then walked slowly towards the master of Tai Chi Mountain. With every step he took, the temperature would drop a few points.
The moisture in the air turned directly into tiny snowflakes, but they did not fall to the ground, but kept flying in the air.
The master of Taiji Mountain roared angrily and waved his hands vigorously. The fireball behind him was like a fire dragon, heading straight for Ye Mo and the others.
The temperature of the fire dragon is extremely high, and you can hear the sizzling sound, as if the air is being roasted by it.
Ye Mo leisurely drew a Tai Chi in the air, and then pushed it gently, and those tiny snowflakes formed a hollow ball and flew towards the fire dragon.
