After the demonization, Feng Yulin's eyes bloomed with dazzling purple, and he was extremely evil. Looking at him, he could temporarily lose his consciousness and control of his body. With just one glance, Chen Mo almost withdrew his spiritual power and was sucked in by him. He was shocked. Breaking out in a cold sweat.
The only remaining monk with a pockmarked face was not so lucky. He was in the air, with nothing to draw on, and he accidentally fell into Feng Yulin's illusion. His body tilted and he was a little uncontrollable. It slowly moved towards the snake's head!
"No!! I don't want to die!!!" The monk with a sack-clothed face fell to the ground and roared crazily. He suddenly pulled out two hook-like magic weapons from his storage bag and slammed them to the ground. His whole body People clung to it to slow down the powerful suction force.
Feng Yulin could not maintain such intensity forever. As long as the spell was slightly weaker, the two of them would have a chance to escape.
Chen Mo was also pulled out of the pit by the huge attraction. Before running towards him, he thought with a thought and blocked his body with three Qianxuan flying swords to relieve the pressure without scolding him. He didn't beg for mercy, and faced the demonized Feng Yulin with a livid face.
"Chen Mo, I really hate your expression! You always pretend to be confident, but in fact? You can't control the situation at all! Just like now, your life and death are completely in my hands! Do you think so? !!"
Perhaps it was Chen Mo's neither sad nor happy attitude that deeply irritated Feng Yulin. He actually looked up to the sky and laughed, and said arrogantly: "It's okay if you don't answer! I'll spare your life until I finish that idiot." , I’ll take good care of you again!!”
When Feng Yulin's name was called, the pock-marked monk's soul immediately came out. All the talismans used to fight the enemy in the storage bag were thrown out at him. Perhaps because of being too nervous, four or five of them were killed before they were activated. He was thrown out.
"Rumble..."
Feng Yulin also didn't expect that the pock-marked blow was so cruel, and the huge spell bombardment still caused him a lot of trouble. He used the body of the boa constrictor to catch all of them, but only left slight damage, "Seeking death! !" He spat out two words slowly, and the suction force was stronger than before. The pockmarked monk finally let go of the hand holding Gou Lian, and he quickly grabbed him!
Chen Mo was not spared either. The three flying swords fiercely stirred up the dust on the ground and flew out of control. With a look of panic on his face, he followed the figure of the pockmarked monk and fell backwards.
"Hahaha!!"
Feng Yulin laughed ferociously, and like lightning, his normal right arm crushed the throat bone of the pock-marked monk's neck who had arrived first. His body was stuffed into the snake's head like a torn sack, and was then sucked in. Chen Mo, Feng Yulin's wild smile that couldn't be suppressed, seemed to have seen his unwilling expression before his death.
"It's now!!"
At the moment when Feng Yulin was in a trance while eating, Chen Mo's body that had lost control started to move! The light reflected by the fourth flying sword stung both his and the boa constrictor's eyes. The Shadow Step figure suddenly disappeared, and a snow-white long sword pierced Feng Yulin's back!
"ah!!!"
Feng Yulin let out a shrill scream, and the python on his left arm struck hard, as if it was about to roll Chen Mo into his body and completely crush every bone in his body.
At the critical moment, Chen Mo took out more than a dozen sharp silver needles from nowhere. Shaking his index and middle fingers, they flew out like a goddess scattering flowers, cutting through the air and heading straight for Feng Yulin's eyes and the python's triangular eyes. go!
Exchanging injuries for injuries was Chen Mo's urgent decision. He was betting on whether Feng Yulin was protecting his eyes or crushing his body!
"boom!!"
"Ah!! My eyes!!"
The two voices came almost at the same time. Chen Mo was whipped several feet away by the huge body of the python, and a large amount of blood spurted out with a "pop" sound. This blow was really cruel, and his internal organs were all injured. There were injuries of varying degrees. He quickly turned over and endured the severe pain in his chest. Chen Mo quickly made a seal with his hands and shouted in a low voice: "The sword opens the sky, and the lotus destroys all traces!!"
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The three flying swords that originally fell to the ground were actually summoned from somewhere, soared into the sky again, and drew a strange pattern on the head of the furious Feng Yulin. He, who was blinded by Chen Mo, shed tears. There were a lot of black blood and tears, and he screamed in pain with a ferocious expression. He could only use the eyes of a python to identify Chen Mo's direction.
"Die!" Feng Yulin's expression was extremely terrifying. The stinking mouth of the python rushed towards Chen Mo like thunder. At this time, the pattern brewed by the three flying swords was finally completed!
It was a flawless white lotus. Each petal was shaped like a wide flying sword. In the blink of an eye, the lotus rotated rapidly. Countless silver-white transparent sword energies swept through the area like a storm. Inside, an indiscriminate attack began!
"Earth Escape Technique!!"
Chen Mo muttered something in his mouth. Faced with the coming big mouthful of blood, he was unusually calm. There was a slight gray sheen under his feet. Chen Mo sank into the ground in an instant. The head of the belated python was thrown into the air and he ate a mouthful of it. The barley sand and gravel!
Before Feng Yulin could turn around to deal with it, more than forty rays of transparent sword energy blew him all over. The huge impact took his half-human, half-snake body and threw him violently backwards, until he fell to the ground. Chen Mo accurately positioned himself and pierced his chest with a sword through the air. Even if he had a breath of life just now, he would no longer be dead at this moment.
The python was still struggling. Chen Mo fell back to the ground and pierced it directly seven inches from its head. I heard from mortals in the secular world that to hit a snake, you need to hit it seven inches. This must be the same in the world of cultivation. Bar.
As expected by Chen Mo, the python that lost its host couldn't survive for long even if he didn't do anything, not to mention the wound that made it worse. After a while, the demonized arm showed its original shape and transformed into a new one. Feng Yulin's normal left arm was left, but a long scar on the wrist was quite eye-catching.
From the beginning to the end of the fight, there was only a stick of incense. The two sides experienced life and death crises. In the end, Chen Mo was the superior and luckily captured and killed Feng Yulin.
"Fortunately, I discovered his weakness, otherwise he would have been sucked in by gravity and would have wasted another opportunity to ban the law." Chen Mo took a deep breath and murmured to himself.
The forbidden technique Chen Mo mentioned naturally refers to the "Forbidden Technique of the Creation and Destruction of All Things" brought to him by the black stone. However, this technique is somewhat special. In addition to the 'Plastic Life' and 'Transformation' techniques he used on the Canglan River, 'Pupa', most of the other secret techniques need to be guided by living things, including practicing this technique, which requires converting spiritual power into 'life energy'.
Although the technique was good, he was not qualified to practice it at all. Chen Mo had no choice but to shelve it, hoping that one day he would find the existence of 'life', and then turn around and practice the "Forbidden Formation and Destruction of All Things".
However, from beginning to end, Chen Mo never felt that Feng Yulin could beat him. Undoubtedly, he had his own ultimate trump card.
Due to Feng Yulin's death, the 'Giant Peak' magic weapon he used before was uncontrollable and immediately shrunk into a mini-peak the size of a head. Chen Mo naturally accepted this with peace of mind and walked over to wipe away the traces of Feng Yulin's consciousness. Received in storage bag.
The storage bag of the monk who drove the rot worms also gave Chen Mo a bargain. There were several spirit stones and an identity token in it. Since the owner was dead, the contribution of the token was completely locked. Chen Mo couldn't take it out even if he wanted to. Give up.
In his storage bag, Chen Mo also found a book about the cultivation of 'spiritual insects', which made him feel refreshed. He flipped through it and found that there was actually a ranking of insects in the world of cultivation.
"This is a good book. It is extremely rare in the market. Please read it carefully when you have time."
Now was not the time to read. Chen Mo hurriedly put it in his pocket and flipped through Feng Yulin's storage bag.
Chen Mo was always highly vigilant about this monk who could cross the ranks to fight with him. He took off the storage bag from his waist. As soon as he touched it with his spiritual consciousness, a detonating sky thunder talisman suddenly exploded, shaking out The air wave blew Chen Mo several feet away, and he fell into the rotting swamp, making him dirty and smelly.
"I knew it....."
Chen Mo shook off the mud on his body, showing a lingering fear. Fortunately, he was always alert and avoided the thunder trap he carefully arranged.
For some unknown reason, Feng Yulin made a fake storage bag and tied it to a conspicuous position around his waist. If the monk was careless and used all his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into it, his sea of consciousness would be damaged in an instant, and his body would be damaged. It will also cause minor injuries.
Chen Mo touched his body again and found the real storage bag in his arms. After cautiously opening it, thousands of low-grade spirit stones came into view, including many light blue spirit stones. It was really incredible. Thinking that his family is so rich, it is almost as much as Chen Mo's income in two months.
This was the only thing that could be provided to him. He put the hook-scythe that the pock-marked monk had used to fix his body into his storage bag. It was a commonly used medium-grade magic weapon that could be purchased for several hundred spirit stones.
Chen Mo summoned water spiritual power to clean his body and put on a clean white robe. The grudges over his death were gone. He didn't pursue too much into why Feng Yulin turned into a demon. He kicked the body into the swamp and muttered. He murmured to himself: "You guys go all the way!"
To prevent anyone from investigating, Chen Mo rested for a while and smoothed away all the traces of the fight. Then he safely took up the flying talisman and galloped away into the distance.
Dead trees stand, the swamps are muddy, the desolate mountains return to silence, and the dry weeds are blown by the breeze, as if a lonely soul is whispering...
A teahouse in a suburban post station, with caravans and escorts and peddlers coming and going in an endless stream. Twelve tables are arranged regularly. The waiter is constantly passing through the crowd, constantly adding tea and water to the customers.
The woman was wearing a lavender floral dress and was sitting on the table next to her, thoughtfully. Her eyes were like water, her fingers were slender, and her black hair was draped behind her back like a waterfall, as if she was waiting for someone to arrive.
Several rough guys who were escorts had already taken a dozen or so glances in this direction since they sat down. They had seen a lot of beautiful women, but this was the first time they had seen one with such an elegant temperament. They all felt in their hearts. I couldn't bear it, as if I had been scratched by a cat, but because I didn't have a good face, I stepped forward to talk to him.
The tea was made and refilled, and the time for half a stick of incense passed in a flash. What everyone drank was almost the same as water.
Someone couldn't hold it any longer, and a handsome young master walked over gracefully, followed by two young and strong guards. The young master saluted the woman: "I met the girl in Zhang Ming, Guyuan County."
"roll."
Shen Mingyue spoke rather coldly, not taking the young man in front of her seriously at all.
"How dare you! How dare you talk to my young master like this!"
The guard on the right was furious, as if he had been greatly insulted, and he was about to draw his sword at him. The expressions of the two rough men who were escorting him changed, and they were about to take action, but they were pressed hard by the calm man in the lead. Living.
"Brother..." The two of them looked eager and confused as to why they were trying to stop them. The calm man whispered: "The two guards behind him are real Lianjiazi, and you are no match for them. , wait and see what happens!”
Despite the man's order, the two rough men held back their anger and sat down. On the other side, Zhang Ming pretended to push away the guard on the right with a smile, and said in a pleasant tone: "Why do you need to be angry, girl? It looks like you are waiting for someone, right? Why don't you talk to me, maybe you can help the girl in some way?"
Shen Mingyue put down the tea cup and said with an increasingly cold expression: "Go away, I don't want to say it a third time!"
Such a tense posture naturally attracted countless surprised glances in the teahouse. After being scolded twice in a row, Zhang Ming became a little helpless and said with a sullen face: "Bitch, don't be so shameless." , it’s not good to force this young master to use force!”
He is a well-known playboy in Guyuan County. He has played with hundreds of girls in the past few years. Today, he can see such a stunning beauty in this remote teahouse. If he can't kiss Fangze, he will feel sorry for his status. .
"Whoosh..."
A drop of tea spilled on the table was silently popped up. The next moment, a ball of blood burst out from the back of Zhang Ming's head. A few splashes of red and white fell on the faces of the two guards, making them not understand at all. No matter what the situation was, Zhang Ming lay straight on the ground with a sullen look on his face.
Soon, they understood why the young master died without any reaction. In the blink of an eye, two more corpses were lying next to Zhang Ming, making the eyes of the common people in the teahouse almost fall out in shock. .
"Killing people!!"
"Zhang Ming is dead!!! Run!"
"Help, there's a monster!!!"
The scene suddenly became violent, and the rough guys who were escorts were the most shocked. How could they have imagined that this weak-looking woman could be so ruthless and could kill with drops of water? This was completely beyond their knowledge. !
Shen Mingyue didn't plan to go on a killing spree, so she just closed her eyes and rested her mind. However, the mortals who were running for their lives didn't know. They thought that the female devil was going to cast another spell, and they were so frightened that they even left the horses in the teahouse. Another half-stick of incense passed. , not even a living person can be seen here.
Chen Mo walked out of the dense forest and saw three corpses lying on the ground from a distance. He immediately knew something in his mind and put a blood-colored jade pendant on the table: "Elder Shen, I'm done here. Let's go." Bar."
Ever since Chen Mo fell from the dense forest, Shen Mingyue had detected his presence. At this moment, she opened her beautiful eyes and took back the blood-colored jade pendant on the table: "It seems that this elder has underestimated you."
