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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 cultivators who came behind him, "Take those two female cultivators and take them back.WWw!qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo !Com”
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, it completely enveloped the space around Ye Mo.
At this time, the black umbrella handle in the hands of the cultivator has not yet taken action. He is obviously waiting for the opportunity, or he thinks that there is no need to take action with the umbrella handle at all.
The surrounding space solidified in an instant 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 countless silver thorns. Obviously, this big black net is the black cloth on the umbrella that was hidden just now. It's just that it's several times larger than when it was hidden just now, and it also seals the space around Ye Mo.
In this case, even if you can escape from this terrifying silver thorn, you will be caught by the huge black net that has been waiting for a long time. In other words, even if he is not caught in the net, there is still a black spear with an umbrella handle waiting for him.
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 sacrificed. 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. Based on his understanding of the situation, there was 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 by Zihong.
A harsh "click" sound came. The frame of the steel umbrella was broken. Countless silver lights suddenly dissipated. However, Zimang did not stop, but suddenly separated in the middle and became one left and one right.
"Puff..."
Two rays of blood splashed, and the two catastrophic monks 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 was quickly covered. The reason why the umbrella rib in his hand was not thrust out before was not out of mercy or looking down on Ye Mo, but because he wanted to wait for the best opportunity. Once Ye Mo wanted to avoid his silver light space, he would activate the black net to restrain Ye Mo.
In this way, Ye Mo must choose a direction to escape. At that time, it is the time for him to kill Ye Mo. But what he didn't expect was. Ye Mo's strength was far beyond his expectation. He didn't have to dodge at all, just a ray of purple light broke through his silver light space. No one has ever been able to break through his silver light space with a purple light, or even directly destroy the white light fan bone on his steel umbrella.
It is precisely because of this that this monk at the ninth level of transformation is so confident. It was precisely because of this that after Ye Mo broke his fan bone, he panicked and stabbed out the black umbrella handle in his hand.
The umbrella handle thrust out. It brought up a black halo. 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. He actually grabbed it directly towards the center of the explosion, and at the same time, Ziqian struck down 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, the explosion of the black umbrella handle was caught in the palm of Ye Mo's hand, while Ye Mo's purple spear shattered the black net falling from the air.
The 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 different he was from 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 arrows on the bow had been shot. There was a harsh sound of cracking the sky, and a red arrow thicker than a bucket shot out, sealing the entire space in an instant.
Ye Mo showed a solemn expression for the first time. The monk's cultivation level was just that, but this bow was quite remarkable. He actually put away Ziqian and held it up with both hands at the same time. The surrounding space instantly slowed down, like flowing water that was blocked.
"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 had just shot also became slower.
Just now, the opponent did not attack with all his strength. After the monk at the ninth level understood this, 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 about to self-destruct. He soon discovered that he couldn't even self-destruct because the opponent's domain was too powerful, and it 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 true energy hand still collapsed. Even his true energy surged. 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 fist of true energy coming to his Dantian. , 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 within these two breaths, Ye Mo had already killed the deputy city lord of the ninth level. This is not strong, this is 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 his bow and arrows.
At this moment, all the monks who were watching were silent. Vice City Lord Feng was a being that no one in Jiaodao City dared to speak loudly to his face. If he takes a fancy to something belonging to someone in Tsunoshima Castle, as long as he takes a second look at it, you will give it to him. Don't talk nonsense, even if he falls in love with any woman, that woman can only accompany him obediently.
Kakushima City is simply a dead city. There is no hope of ascension, no spiritual energy cultivation, and no source of spiritual stones. Even women are limited in Kakushima City. As for these women, as long as they are slightly better looking, no one can escape the deputy city lord of Kakushima City, or a few people under the deputy city lord.
If they were in other places, no one would be addicted to women, but in Kakushima City, a place where they can't practice and ascend, or women are their only pleasure.
Mu Wuhun was even more frightened. He was glad that he had not offended this ruthless outsider just now. In the future, this ruthless outsider would definitely be the number one person on Kakushima. If you offend him, it would be better to commit suicide.
"Are you the city lord?" Ye Mo asked, glancing at the later monk in front of him. The monk in front of him 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 at the ninth level of incarnation had been watching from the side. It was not until he was about to kill the city lord surnamed Feng that this monk came out. But he didn't know that Ye Mo's consciousness was so powerful that even if there was a formation to shield his consciousness, his consciousness knife could still break through it.
When the ninth-level monk heard Ye Mo's question, he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Yes, I am not talented. I am the city lord king 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. Ye Mo took a breath and beheaded the deputy city lord whose cultivation level was similar to his. 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 pesky flies to death." Ye Mo said quietly. 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 All the monks have long since disappeared.”
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. As a deputy, I just didn’t ask my friend what to call him?”
Ye Mo killed Feng Mian as soon as he arrived. Jiaodao was in a state of poverty. He, the city lord, didn't have a few spirit stones to produce. There were only a few monks in Jiaodao City who could produce tens of thousands of spirit stones. The only thing that could win over Ye Mo was the position of the city lord, so Wang Jing invited Ye Mo to be the city lord of Jiaodao City.
(The seventh update is coming!!!)
... ... (To be continued...)