How could Duan Konghen make her wish come true? With a quick flying kick, he kicked the dagger out of Liu Menger's hand and stuck it on the roof. He pinched Liu Menger's neck with one hand and pulled her up from the ground. He said with a ferocious expression: "Bitch! I allow it. Did you commit suicide? Guess what I will do to you?"
"Woo... Wu..." Liu Meng'er was squeezed by Duan Konghen's hand and was speechless.
"I will torture you for three days and three nights and hand it over to my men! Let you know that this is the fate of those who dare to disobey me!" Duan Konghen looked at her plump figure wantonly and swallowed his saliva. , and threw Liu Meng'er hard onto the bed, causing her to groan in pain.
"Uncle, I will put you to death right now!! To relieve the hatred in my heart!!"
Duan Konghen was like a hungry wolf pouncing on food. Just when he was about to take action, the nearby window suddenly exploded. A white shadow flashed past and struck out at Duan Konghen with the force of thunder and lightning. Unexpectedly, the latter had already He was on guard, waiting for this moment. His palms faced each other, causing the white-clothed figure to take a step back, while Duan Konghen remained unscathed.
"Zhao Ping?! No! Zhao Ping doesn't have such deep inner strength, who are you!!"
Duan Konghen's eyes turned cold and he stared at the visitor with a fierce look.
"Zhao Ping is really here!!"
There were tears in Liu Meng'er's eyes. She had been in despair just now, but Zhao Ping didn't show up for a long time. She thought she had been given up, but now she cried loudly. It was heartbreaking. I can’t pretend anymore.
As soon as Chen Mo fought, he frowned and found that Duan Konghen's internal strength was still beyond his expectation. If he really made a move, it would be a bit difficult.
Duan Konghen seemed to have guessed what Chen Mo was thinking: "Haha, little bastard, are you waiting for my poison to show up? You are really disappointed. I didn't drink a single sip of that glass of wine!"
Chen Mo glanced at the poured wine bottle on the table, didn't pay much attention to it, and said flatly.
Duan Konghen smiled even more: "Stop pretending to be calm there. I have to say that I admire your strategies. Unfortunately, you were born too late. These tricks are all my old tricks. , Xiao Taohong, is my person, do you understand?"
"I see." Chen Mo nodded: "How did you see such a careful plan? It turns out there is something wrong here."
"Sir, this is the opportunity I've been waiting for. I knew you would definitely come here for a sneak attack. This is just the right time. If you are dealt with, the Alliance Against the Water will be defeated and dispersed."
"Oh, congratulations."
Seeing that Chen Mo was still so calm, Duan Konghen was a little unsure and frowned: "Little bastard, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, let's do it!" Chen Mo didn't look angry when his plan was revealed, which made Duan Konghen a little uneasy. Just when he was about to say something more, the other party had already pulled out the slender sword from his waist!
Duan Konghen was not completely unprepared. The belt around his waist was not only used to trim the shape of his clothes, but was actually a tightly wrapped soft sword. He hurriedly attached Chen Mo's Afterimage Heart Corroding Sword.
"Dang Dang Dang..."
The second form of the Afterimage Corroding Heart Sword, the wind filled the Qiong Tower. The sword in Chen Mo's hand was like a white dragon, hovering in front of Duan Konghen. If he was not careful, he could take a bite. The latter's soft sword used softness to overcome hardness. , mainly used to entangle, knock, and break, forming a red storm in front, so that no matter how hard the white dragon bites, the impact can never move forward.
This is also the reason for Duan Konghen's deep internal strength.
As the white dragon danced faster and faster, Chen Mo's second style gradually entered the state. The continuous attacks overwhelmed Duan Konghen. Seeing that he was about to be at a disadvantage, Duan Konghen let out a low drink and flew his hands. The soft sword was like a fairy rope, and it wrapped around the white dragon. Duan Konghen's free right hand struck at Chen Mo with a thunderous palm!
There was no other way, Chen Mo could only throw away the sword at the same time as Duan Konghen, and used their palm power to fight with him again. The two were evenly matched, and neither one took a step back!
"what happened?!"
Duan Konghen suddenly felt something in his heart. His internal strength was so deep that this palm should have knocked him back. How could he be on an equal footing with him?
"You may not know that Zhao's favorite thing is to set a trap in the place you are most proud of!"
Following Chen Mo's voice came the continuous palm shadows of Suzaku's hands. Just like Feng Manqionglou's moves, the scorching breath rushed toward him endlessly. Duan Konghen, who was frightened and angry, had to be beaten by If you are forced to use tricks, use your internal strength to fight them.
"drink!"
The steps under Chen Mo became even faster, and scorching palm shadows appeared in countless directions, forming a vague wall of flames, completely immersing the broken sky mark in red.
Chen Mo's purpose is very simple, which is to grind Duan Konghen to death. It won't take long for him to be completely poisoned.
When a person concentrates on one thing, he will definitely ignore other things. Chen Mo just quietly came to Liu Meng'er's boudoir one night and injected soft spiritual fragrance into the candle.
It is indeed a candle at the beginning, but as it burns, the power of the soft spiritual incense will be revealed. This incense has no effect on ordinary people, but it is different for warriors. It can corrode the warrior's internal strength in a short period of time. , causing a stagnant state. If the dosage is too large, it is very likely to cause hallucinations in the warrior.
But if the amount is too large, it will produce a special smell similar to rosin. Chen Mo did not dare to use too much for fear that he would be alert and make him fall for more than ten years. His internal strength was enough, so he could just leave the rest to him.
Poisoned wine and scent, even if you win one, it will be fine. When Chen Mo saw the light in the house outside Zuimeng Tower, he knew that half of the success was achieved. As for the poisoned wine, it didn't matter whether he drank it or not.
Duan Konghen only felt that the internal energy in his body was running slower and slower, and he was shocked. He didn't know when this little bastard did this. If he continued to consume him like this, it was really possible that he would use up all his internal energy and end up here!
A kind of life-and-death crisis that had never happened in the past twenty years suddenly appeared in Duan Konghen's mind. He couldn't care about anything anymore. Now he still had the last chance to stand up. The internal energy of his body exploded, and he was shaken by a punch. The flames scattered all over the sky, and with great pain, he quickly took out a piece of light yellow talisman paper from his arms and held it in his hand.
Duan Konghen stared at Chen Mo with vicious eyes: "Little bastard! You forced me! You will die here today!"
"Powerful Talisman!!"
Chen Mo's eyes were startled, and he moved for the first time. He was really frightened by this guy. As a cultivator, how could he not recognize the talismans often used by low-level monks? He had long guessed that Duan Konghen would have a trump card, but he didn't expect it. It would be something like this!
This kind of talisman, even if an ordinary person uses it, will become infinitely powerful and have additional spiritual power, let alone a warrior! In the blink of an eye, Duan Konghen's power was increased by 30% of its original value!
"boom!"
Duan Konghen's punch was mixed with the sound of whistling wind. Although there was no move, this simple punch had almost blocked all Chen Mo's escape directions, forcing him to take the blow forcefully!
The effective time of the powerful talisman was very short, and it could only allow Duan Konghen to punch three times, but he felt that it was good luck that Chen Mo could persist until the second punch without dying.
At the critical moment, Chen Mo was also anxious, thinking of all possible ways to resist. Suddenly, his eyes met a cold light. Chen Mo didn't hesitate. He kicked off the ground fiercely and jumped into the air. At the same time, his legs were brought to his chest, and his whole body was in the shape of a ball. The fists passed by with the traces of space breaking coming from the lightning and flints!
"Bang!"
On a calm night, the attic in the northeast corner of Zuimeng Tower suddenly collapsed and exploded from the inside out. Duan Konghen punched the air, knocking a quarter of the Peony Pavilion building out of the building, and earth and gravel surged out. , the rest of the debris collapsed and cluttered the streets.
"There are still people who dare to cause trouble in Zuimenglou!!"
Pedestrians passing by stopped one after another, knowing that there was a lot of excitement. Some were so frightened that they ran away, fearing that the aftermath of the battle would harm them. There were also some guards from Zuimenglou who were frightened by this situation and rushed to the second floor. Check.
Chen Mo saw the dagger stuck on the roof. The purpose of rising into the air just now was to pull it out. The two of them passed each other. Duan Konghen turned around sharply. Unexpectedly, this kid actually dodged this killer. One punch, and just as he was about to use his inner strength to execute the second punch, his eyes were suddenly shrouded in white light, and he lost his vision in this short moment!
"The afterimage corrodes the heart!"
Chen Mo's figure shot through the attic like a sharp arrow, leaving a dagger handle on Duan Konghen's chest. The weapon Liu Meng'er used to commit suicide was inserted right into his heart.
"How could it be..." Duan Konghen looked at the dagger on his chest in disbelief. He had clearly used the legendary Immortal Talisman, why would it still be like this...
Because the speed was too fast, Chen Mo couldn't stand firm when he landed and stumbled, scratching his sleeves. He rolled over and stood up, staring at the huge gap that had just been blasted by Duan Konghen. The next second, Duan Konghen lost his strength. The body fell from there and fell heavily to the ground.
"The beating was so fierce!" Li Qing saw Chen Mo fall out of the attic and rushed over from a nearby shop: "The one who fell down is the person you want to get rid of?"
Chen Mo nodded with a pale face. The situation just now was too thrilling. Life and death were just a matter of seconds!
If he didn't seize the opportunity to kill Duan Konghen with one fell swoop using the moonlight shining in from the place where Duan Konghen was blasted, he would have been beaten to death by the opponent using the remaining spiritual power of his two punches, and he would have attacked Li Qing. There is no time to call for help!
This Li Qing is his third back-up. If the previous incense and poisonous wine are not effective, he can only call the old man Li Qing to come over when he is in a stalemate, but the cost of letting him take action will be slightly higher. Chen Mo would not use some of them unless absolutely necessary.
Fortunately, everything is as planned.
Chen Mo didn't care what the old man Li Qing said, and hurriedly ran in the direction where Duan Konghen fell. He touched the arms of his dead body and found a deed of Liu Meng'er's betrayal and a key, among other things. , and nothing else.
