Seeing that Ye Mo was injured one after another, the mountain masters and peak masters also began to take advantage of the situation and kept throwing various hidden weapons at Ye Mo. They even carried out sneak attacks on Ye Mo when he attacked the dragnet.
Lord Luo Manshan cut Ye Mo's arm with a knife. He held up the knife and cheered proudly to everyone, and even licked the blood on the knife edge with his tongue.
"I've hit Old Motou's leg, I've hit Old Motou's leg!" A peak leader raised his sword and shouted excitedly. He was not ashamed at all of the sneak attack and thought he could hurt Ye Mo. Glory.
Even if they had the courage to do so, they wouldn't dare to take a knife in front of Ye Mo. Although Ye Mo was very angry, there was nothing he could do. Even if he didn't take the initiative to attack, those people wouldn't let him live in peace.
The martial arts of these peak masters and mountain masters are originally at the same level as him. Under normal circumstances, there should be no big problem in passing three or five moves. Therefore, Ye Mo's many counterattacks ended in failure. Only one unlucky guy was defeated by him. An arm was torn off abruptly.
"Yeah, I hit his leg again, I hit his leg again!"
"Brothers, work harder, this old guy is not very good anymore, let's see who can deliver the final fatal blow to him!"
"I propose that the person who delivers the final blow to him will be the boss of Ailao Mountain in the future!"
A peak master suggested loudly. His suggestion immediately received enthusiastic responses from all the peak masters, except for the mountain master Luo Man whose face was ashen.
After the death of the master of Taiji Mountain, he could have naturally become the boss of Ailao Mountain. In fact, he had already experienced the pleasure of giving orders before entering the cave.
But this guy's sudden proposal immediately put his position as the boss in doubt. After all, with so many people attacking Ye Mo, whether he can complete the final blow depends on a lot of luck. His martial arts is no better than other mountain masters and peak masters. How much higher.
However, for other mountain masters and peak masters, this proposal is simply a light of hope, because under normal circumstances, it is basically a certainty that Mountain Master Luoman will be the boss of Ailao Mountain. Now in this situation, it seems that everyone has it The possibility of being the boss.
They immediately screamed around Ye Mo excitedly, all wanting to complete the final blow to Ye Mo. At this time, Ye Mo was already covered in blood, and he was exhausted from being tortured by the dragnet.
He was half-kneeling on the ground, choosing to ignore the attacks that would only cause him superficial wounds. His energy only allowed him to deal with those fatal attacks.
If it weren't for the great faith in his heart, he might have given up resistance. Through the previous hexagrams, he could see Peng Zhan's vitality. Peng Zhan fell into the geothermal pool. As long as he didn't die, earth-shaking changes would occur.
After all, Peng Zhan is also a pure yang body, and it is not impossible to become a holy yang body by mistake, so he cannot die. He is waiting for the great vitality that Peng Zhan brings to him.
Since Peng Zhan survived after falling into the geothermal pool, Ye Mo naturally believed that Ye Xiaowu would not die either. This was the light of hope in his heart.
But now, he felt like he couldn't hold on anymore. He was like a small oil lamp swaying in the storm. Maybe he would be blown out by the strong wind before Peng Zhan and Ye Xiaowu could add new oil to him.
Winter is coming again. This winter is obviously much colder than before. The heavy snow is like a sharp knife, piercing Ye Mo's body. The white snow cannot cover up the blood stains on Ye Mo's body.
Ye Mo's body began to tremble, and he fell into the snow. The heavy snow soon covered his body. Although he was motionless, no one dared to come close.
Because they all knew that Ye Mo still had one last blow left, and the last blow was also the most fatal. No one wanted to be the unlucky guy who died with Ye Mo.
"No, this old guy is no longer good. Hurry up. Whoever cuts off his head will be the boss of Ailao Mountain!"
Those peak masters shouted this, but they didn't dare to get close at all. They all hoped to let others be the cannon fodder.
As long as Ye Mo completes the final blow, this group of people will definitely swarm him and chop him into pieces with random knives.
