The flawless acting skills of Ye Lantian and Chen Mo deceived all the monks on the Remnant Bridge. No matter who thought they were, they would feel that the two had a brief understanding of the situation, but it was unexpected that they had already made a plan for the fight.
The eight people on the Canxu Bridge were divided into three forces. In addition to the Fuyun Sect and Lei Mingshan, who were facing each other, there were also three people, Zhen Na, Mu Heng, and Fairy Qingshuang, who were watching from the sidelines. Although no one came to disturb them, they were still on guard against each other.
"What, Ye Lantian, do you still want to fight? If you feel that you are not strong enough, we brothers will have to cross the bridge!"
The scar-faced monk who led Lei Mingshan was the first to break the mysterious atmosphere and said provocatively to Chen Mo and the other two.
What answered him was a cold snort from Ye Lantian. Then he flicked his wrist, and a transformed palm suddenly appeared from the upper void filled with white mist, and fell hard towards the three monks in Thunder Mountain!
"Two senior brothers, be careful! He is serious!"
Shi Jian was the quickest to react among the people in Thunder Mountain. He frowned when he saw this terrifying spell and quickly said to his two fellow disciples. The remaining two were not slow to respond. The three of them relied on each other. Electric arcs several feet long traveled on the body, and the silver thunder patterns that emerged subsequently were forced to withstand the pressure brought by the palms of several people's hands!
At this moment, Chen Mo, who had been waiting for a long time, moved his body. The phantom of a mountain peak was thrown at a tricky angle towards the monk who had lost his left ear. As he muttered something in his mouth, a mountain of several figures solidified in an instant. A heavy mountain ten feet high.
Chen Mo also had his own considerations in choosing him. Shi Jian had the Dust Bead on his body. He had seen the power of this thing. If the other party was in a hurry and threw it out, he would catch it in a hurry, even if he didn't die. It is obviously not cost-effective to be seriously injured. It is better to pick the weakest being and buy some time for Ye Lantian's plan.
"Boy, you are looking for death!!"
The monk from Thunder Mountain who had lost his left ear had a stern look on his face. He had no time to explain to the other two disciples. The direction of the silver thunder patterns in his body suddenly changed and faced the heavy mountain thrown by Chen Mo.
"Boom"!
As soon as the light yellow light on the surface of the giant peak came into contact with the extremely violent thunder and lightning, it immediately made a deafening sound. The magic weapon body trembled violently and was unable to move forward one step further.
However, due to the monk's sudden withdrawal, Ye Lantian's momentum became even higher. The terrifying suppression brought by his palms caused the veins on their bodies to burst, the bones on their shoulders to creak, and even the bridge stones under their feet. They all trembled slightly.
"Whoosh!"
The Lei Ming Mountain monk who was facing Chen Mo didn't know when he took out a folding fan. He waved his wrist lightly, and four cyan beads spanned a distance of several feet and went straight to the place where Ye Lantian was casting the spell!
The other party obviously had the intention of interfering with his spellcasting. With the help of his spiritual consciousness, Chen Mo could clearly see the four beads as early as the moment he waved them. The powerful spiritual pressure contained in them was the same as that of the Qi Refining Dzogchen cultivator. Even a full-strength blow was enough to give in.
How could Chen Mo dare to hesitate? Eight gray auras shot out from the mirror in his hand. Every two auras surrounded a ball and detonated it a few feet in front of Ye Lantian, but he didn't even blink. For a moment, it seemed that he had expected this result, and continued to use palm spells to suppress the two of them crazily.
The disciple from Thunder Mountain waved the paper fan again, and Chen Mo took all of it. After a few rounds, neither side could do anything to stop the other, but Scarface and Shi Jian couldn't hold on any longer.
"Fairy Qingshuang! If you don't take action quickly, do you want to see Shi die like this?!"
Shi Jian's face turned red, and his body was shaking under the pressure of the illusory palm. He seemed to be at the end of his strength, especially the scarred face. His originally vicious facial features were twisted together due to pain, making him even more ferocious.
The girl had been watching with cold eyes. After hearing what he said, instead of helping, she sneered and said, "Don't you think you've fooled me into thinking I'm a three-year-old child? Why haven't you used your Heavenly Evil Prison Breaking Skill yet?" Are you about to die?"
"In my opinion, you want to take the opportunity to drag me into the water and compete with these two masters from the Fuyun Sect." The girl suddenly said something faintly, which made Zhen Na and Mu Heng not far away. His expression changed slightly, and he became more wary of this girl.
After being exposed the lie, Shi Jian's expression did not change. He just gritted his teeth and said: "What time has it been? You are still questioning Shi's attitude. Since you don't take action, then what was discussed earlier will have to be done." Reassigned!”
"You must survive first." In response to Shi Jian's unabashed threat, the girl said it calmly as she had expected, but she still stayed where she was without moving at all.
Shi Jian's face darkened, and he whispered to the scar-faced monk: "Failed, I still underestimated this little girl! Fight back quickly, or you will really be suppressed by this damn guy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his legs suddenly exerted force, and his whole aura suddenly changed. His body that was originally shining with silver light also became restrained. With a loud roar, an eye-catching white forehead with two wings suddenly appeared from behind. Tiger.
This beast was not an entity. After being summoned by Shi Jian, it flapped its wings and pounced directly in front of the illusory palm that enveloped them. It raised its front paws full of spikes and charged for a strike!
"Hoola!!"
The front paws were mixed with countless evil spirits, and collided with the palm controlled by Ye Lantian. At the same time, the scar-faced monk's blue giant sword was ready at some point, and was fueled by the evil tiger's attack from behind.
A blue light soared into the sky, instantly splitting the palms that had suppressed the three of them for a long time. Also disappearing with it were the giant sword and the evil tiger that had lost their spiritual power. The rest of the power was like a blue light like lightning. After falling, Ye Lantian retreated, and the long whip hit the ancient Remnant Bridge, leaving a shallow ravine of nearly a hundred feet on the bridge, which was shocking!
"I know you two have been hiding your strength and show your true level! Otherwise you will die in an ugly way!!"
Ye Lantian's face did not change as his spell was blasted from the front. After a flash of his figure, he was in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye. He blasted out a palm from each side, hitting their chests. .
Shi Jian and the scar-faced monk did not expect him to be so fast. In a hurry, they exchanged moves and were pushed back more than ten steps by the huge force. Ye Lantian gained the upper hand and refused to let anyone go. One against two, punches and kicks were exchanged with lightning and thunder, and the two of them were forced to retreat backwards, not daring to take advantage of their sharp edges!
The battle between Chen Mo and the monk with missing ears turned into a battle between magic weapons. Every fight consumed his own spiritual power. As Ye Lantian continued to advance, Chen Mo's eyes flashed. Shen also moved seemingly inadvertently and followed his pace.
The battle had reached a fever pitch. Just when the five of them were fighting fiercely, Ye Lantian drove away the two of them with a palm, and suddenly shouted at Chen Mo: "Twelve feet to the right, hit!!"
Chen Mo had been waiting for this moment. As he swung his sleeves, the nine flying swords radiated light and roared towards the area Ye Lantian mentioned. This scene caused several of the enemy Lei Ming Mountain monks to be killed. They were all frightened. If this trick was used for a sneak attack, how would they survive?
At this moment, an incredible situation occurred.
A ball of extremely blurry light could not be avoided. All Chen Mo's attacks fell here, but they never penetrated the protection wrapped around him. As the light ball moved quickly, Chen Mo realized that something was wrong, turned around and exploded wildly. He retreated, and at the next moment, an extremely small ball shot towards his previous position, flew into the air, and hit the stone pillar on the left side of the Canxu Bridge, causing fragments of gravel to fly away.
Chen Mo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and stared at the position of the ball of light. He had fought fiercely with the monks from Thunder Mountain for several rounds, but he had not broken the stone pillars here, but this person's simple blow could do it. To such an extent, he can be called a powerful rival! !
Not only Chen Mo was surprised, everyone stopped attacking the moment the light ball appeared. Ye Lantian also did the same. He retreated a few feet away from Chen Mo and said to him: "How are you? You're not hurt?"
"It's so dangerous, but I don't have much spiritual power left. I'll ask Senior Brother Ye to take action later, and I'll be on the sidelines." Chen Mo took a deep breath and slowly whispered to Ye Lantian.
In fact, Chen Mo has been conserving his strength. He did not use all his strength in the fight just now. At this moment, he still has 70% of his spiritual power. Let's take a look at the situation first. If the situation is not good, he will not even have a chance to escape.
Ye Lantian nodded, acquiescing to what Chen Mo said. His expression seemed relaxed, but the flash of fear in his eyes was still caught by the thoughtful Chen Mo.
The most surprising thing here is Zhen Na. She has personally experienced the power of Chen Mo's nine flying swords, but the person in front of her is actually unscathed, which explains the problem! His lips moved subconsciously, secretly communicating with her shadow again.
Mu Heng's eyes shone brightly. This kind of opponent was what he longed for. The spiritual pressure on his body was a little uncontrollable. He was just waiting for this person to show his true face and have a good sparring match!
"You are the Golden Phoenix!!!"
The girl seemed to have seen something extremely incredible, and she exclaimed in silence. She and Shi Jian called out the name of the ball of light in unison, but the latter's face was extremely ugly. In less than a few years, this guy became worse than It was much more powerful before! !
"Golden Phoenix?!"
In the shadow of the famous tree, the two people from Thunder Mountain heard everyone's words and couldn't help but stepped back a few points with solemn expressions. They did not dare to rush to the front rashly and waited for the continuous changes of the light ball.
Soon, the light of the sphere disappeared, and a woman slowly stood up from the exit of the Remnant Bridge. She was dressed in simple white cloth and had an unremarkable appearance, and she appeared in front of the monks.
Chen Mo looked at it carefully and found that it was indeed the same as the portrait Ye Lantian showed him. He could not find it in the crowd, but the deterrent power it brought to everyone now was unparalleled.
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