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The deputy city lord of the ninth level of incarnation sneered, suddenly took out a steel umbrella, and said to the two catastrophe monks who came behind him, "Take those two female cultivators and take them back."
After saying that, the steel umbrella in his hand made a dull explosion, and the black cloth on the umbrella turned into a huge black net and disappeared. After the steel umbrella opened, nearly a thousand white lights flashed out.
After these white lights shot out, they immediately transformed again. Each white light split again into countless silver thorns, as endless as Ye Mo's Phantom Cloud Splitting Knife. In just an instant, the space around Ye Mo was completely destroyed.
shrouded.
At this time, the black umbrella handle in the hands of the cultivator has not yet been released. He is obviously waiting for the opportunity, or he thinks that there is no need to release the umbrella handle at all.
The surrounding space instantly solidified as the monk on the ninth level of incarnation took action. It seemed to be surrounded by those thorns, and then formed a solid state.
A large black net with a diameter of more than ten feet appeared vaguely on Ye Mo's head after being illuminated by the countless silver thorns. It was obvious that this large black net was the black cloth on the umbrella that had been hidden just now. It was just that it was smaller at this time.
When it was hidden just now, it was several times larger, and it also sealed the space around Ye Mo.
In this case, even if you can escape this terrifying silver thorn, you will be caught by the giant black net that has been waiting for a long time. In other words, even if you are not caught in the net, there is a black net that chooses people to eat.
Umbrella handles and spears are waiting.
When the two calamity monks saw that the deputy city lord had taken action, they unceremoniously bypassed the center of the flashing silver battle and headed towards Luo Ying and Xie Youhuai.
Ye Mo snorted coldly. While the silver light was still transforming and splitting, Zi Qian had already been launched. He didn't even look at the white light ribs of the steel umbrella and where the transformed silver light was. He just slashed it out with a flat knife. With his attitude towards
If you understand the situation, there is no need to look at this sword at all.
A flash of purple light flashed, and those white lights seemed to be sent to the front of Zihan, and were swept over by Zihong.
A harsh sound of "ka-ka" came, the fan bones of the steel umbrella broke, and countless silver awns suddenly dissipated. However, the purple awns did not stop, but suddenly separated in the middle, becoming one left and one right.
"Puff..."
Two rays of blood splashed, and the two catastrophe cultivators who were one on the left and one on the right just now were turned into blood mist by the purple light, and even the soul was melted by the purple light.
The face of the ninth-level deputy city lord changed greatly, and he did not dare to keep the umbrella in his hand. He took out a canopy of black light and stabbed it out without hesitation. At the same time, the big black net quickly covered it.
The reason why the umbrella rib in his hand was not pierced before was not because he showed mercy or looked down upon Ye Mo, but because he wanted to wait for the best opportunity. Once Ye Mo wanted to avoid his silver light space, he activated the black net to restrain Ye Mo.
silent.
In this way, Ye Mo must choose a direction to escape. At that time, it was the time for him to kill Ye Mo. But what he didn't expect was that Ye Mo was far more powerful than he expected, and he didn't have to dodge at all.
Just a ray of purple light broke his silver light space. No one has ever been able to use a purple light to break his silver light space, or even directly destroy the white light fan bone on his steel umbrella.
It was precisely because of this that the ninth-level monk was so confident. It was also precisely because of this that after Ye Mo broke his fan bone, he panicked and stabbed out the black umbrella handle in his hand.
As soon as the umbrella handle pierced out, it brought up a black halo, and at the same time, a loud noise burst out from the halo, seeming to turn everything in this space into powder.
Ye Mo stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the center of the explosion, while Ziqian struck again without stopping.
Seeing that Ye Mo dared to grab his umbrella bone with his hand and explode it, the ninth-level cultivator became overjoyed.
With a muffled sound of "bang", the explosion of the black umbrella handle was caught in the palm of Ye Mo's hand, while Ye Mo's purple spear smashed the black net falling from the air into pieces.
This ninth-level incarnation was completely stunned. He couldn't believe what he saw. Someone could grab his umbrella bone and explode it. Only then did he realize how big the difference was between him and the other person. They were not on the same level at all.
. At this moment, he didn't even have time to beg for mercy. As soon as he gritted his teeth, a big red bow appeared in his hand. Almost at the same time, there was another thick red arrow on the big bow.
You couldn't see the movements of his hands at all, you could only see him spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, and at the same time, the thick arrow on the bow had been shot. A harsh sound of cracking the air sounded, and a red arrow thicker than a bucket shot out, and instantly
Sealed the entire space.
Ye Mo showed a solemn expression for the first time. The monk's cultivation level was nothing more than this bow. He actually put away the purple spear and held it up with both hands at the same time. The surrounding space instantly slowed down, as if being blocked by
The blocked water flow is normal.
"Kaka..." A series of thin sounds came out, and the monk at the ninth level of incarnation suddenly felt that his domain was cracking inch by inch, and the big red arrow he shot just now also became slower.
Just now, the opponent did not attack with all his strength. After the monk at the ninth level understood this truth, he immediately shouted in horror: "Friend, stop it, Feng surrenders..."
Ye Mo sneered. If you say to do it, do it. If you say to stop, do it. How can there be so many good things in this world? He didn't pay attention at all. His big hand of true energy had already grabbed the thick red arrow.
The ninth-level cultivator named Feng knew immediately that Ye Mo was about to kill him. He felt so cruel that he was going to self-destruct. He soon discovered that he couldn't even self-destruct because the opponent's domain was too powerful and was becoming more and more powerful.
powerful.
"Friend, the Lord of Fengcheng has already admitted defeat, please stop..." Another voice sounded, and then a figure came over quickly.
It was as if Ye Mo didn't hear anything. His big hands of Zhenyuan had already grabbed the big red arrow that was slowing down. Even though the thick red arrow was bound by his domain and slowed down, Ye Mo couldn't catch it.
When this arrow was fired, the big hand of true essence still collapsed. Even his true essence surged in waves. Ye Mo reached out without hesitation, grabbed the red arrow again, and punched it out.
"The arrows are good arrows, and the bow is also a good bow. It's a pity that you are too weak. You didn't even draw the bow, and you want to kill people with this bow and arrow?" The monk named Feng Zhenzhen ninth level saw a true fist coming to his Dantian.
At the time, I heard this sentence at the same time.
This was the last sentence he heard in his life. He never thought that he would be killed by the true essence fist of a true monk.
"Bang"
Blood mist spurted out, and the ninth-level monk with the surname Feng was punched into a blood mist by Ye Mo. The big red bow and the storage ring of the monk had fallen into Ye Mo's hands.
At this time, the figure named Ye Mo Stop fell in front of Ye Mo. He stared blankly at the three piles of blood mist on the ground and didn't say a word for a long time.
From the time he spoke to the time he came over, it only took two breaths, and in these two breaths, Ye Mo had already killed the deputy city lord of the ninth level of transformation. This is not strong, this is really too strong.
Ye Mo also played with the big red bow and the thick red arrow in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this bow and arrow were not simple. After a while, he slowly put away the bow and arrow.
At this moment, all the monks who were watching were silent. Vice City Lord Feng was an existence that no one dared to speak loudly to his face in Jiaodao City. Whose thing did he like in Jiaodao City? As long as he takes a second look, you will know.
You have to give him something. Don't talk about it. Even if he falls in love with any woman, that woman can only accompany him obediently.
Kakushima Castle is simply a dead city. There is no hope of ascension, no spiritual energy cultivation, and no source of spiritual stones. Even women have limited power in Kakushima Castle. And as long as these women are slightly better looking, no one can escape.
The deputy city lord of Guo Jiaodao City, or several people under the deputy city lord.
If in other places, no one would be addicted to women, but in Kanoshima City, a place where they cannot practice or ascend, or women are their only pleasure.
Mu Wuhun was even more frightened. He was glad that he had not offended this ruthless foreigner just now. In the future, this ruthless foreigner would definitely be the number one person on Kakushima. If he had offended him, it would be better to commit suicide.
"Are you the city lord?" Ye Mo asked, glancing at the monk in front of him. The monk who told him to stop was also at the ninth level of transformation. When he and the city lord named Feng were fighting before, this monk who was at the ninth level of transformation was
The monks on the upper floor have been watching from the side until he was about to kill the surnamed city lord, and this monk came out. But he didn't know that Ye Mo's spiritual consciousness was powerful, even if there was a formation that blocked his spiritual consciousness, his spiritual consciousness
The knife was also broken.
When the monk on the ninth level heard Ye Mo's question, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Yes, I am not talented. I am the king of the city lord of Jiaodao City. Did my friend just come to Jiaodao?"
Wang Jing spoke in a very polite tone, as if the deputy city lord and the other two people were not killed by Ye Mo just now, but Ye Mo was just a new guest.
Although he didn't say it, everyone around him knew that Wang Jing was afraid of Ye Mo. As soon as Ye Mo took a breath, he killed the deputy city lord who was similar to him in cultivation. If he dared to offend Ye Mo, he would be seeking death.
"That's right, I just arrived at Corner Island and I swatted a few annoying flies to death." Ye Mo said softly. There is absolutely no sense in such a closed place.
Wang Jing smiled and said: "Yes, that Feng Xian relied on his good cultivation to bully the low-cultivation monks in Jiaodao City, and even allowed his subordinates to bully him. If there was no way to escape here, Jiaodao City would
The monks have left long ago*."
Seeing that Ye Mo didn't express anything, Wang Jing could only continue: "Now that my friend has killed Wang Jing, it can be regarded as giving peace to my Jiaodao City. From now on, my friend will be the city lord of my Jiaodao City. Wang is willing to give up the rights of this city lord.
Serve as a deputy. But I didn’t ask my friend how to call me?”
Ye Mo killed Feng Xian as soon as he arrived. Jiaodao City was in a state of poverty. Even he, the city lord, could not produce a few spiritual stones. There were only a few monks in Jiaodao City who could produce tens of thousands of spiritual stones. The only one. The only thing that could win over Ye Mo was the position of city lord, so Wang Jing invited Ye Mo to be the city lord of Jiaodao City.
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