"Of course it's important. They are the Sun family of Jinfeng Mansion in Falling Dragon City. If you offend him, you will suffer a big loss." Ximen said anxiously.

As a spiritual warrior who lives in Falling Dragon City, Ximen knows the three major families in the city very well. The Sun family of Jinfeng Mansion is good at combat skills; the Ye family of Jiqiao Mansion is good at forging spiritual weapons; and the Qin family of Baise Mansion is good at refining spiritual elixirs.

.These three major families are the rulers of Falling Dragon City, and no one dares to resist them.

Among these three major families, the Jinfeng Mansion of the Sun family, which is good at combat skills, is undoubtedly not to be offended. Because they practice various combat skills, they are the most cruel and violent by nature. If you offend them even slightly, you will be sentenced to death.

"Haha, you bastards, it's too late to be afraid now. Do you know who I am? I am Sun Yuan, the son of the master of Jinfeng Mansion. If you offend me, you will die!" Sun Yuan roared angrily.

With.

Hearing Sun Yuan's arrogant words, Bai Mo's mouth curved with a hint of evil, and he stared at Ximen and said lightly: "Look what you mean, this so-called Sun family of Jinfeng Mansion should be very powerful, right? But what does that have to do with me?

Relationship? With others riding on my neck, is it possible that I still have to swallow my anger? I said, no matter who they are, as long as they want me to die, I will only send them on the road."

"But?"

"Nothing but, this is a very simple multiple-choice question, there is absolutely no third option. By the way, let me remind you, even if you don't do anything now, if they have a chance to leave alive, you will be killed by them. So now if you want

The only way to survive is to let them die!" Bai Mo said as coldly as an iceberg.

"The only way to survive is to let them die!"

Ximen was so shocked that he really didn't know what to say. If he dared to humiliate the Sun family so openly, the Sun family would never give up and would definitely kill the two people in front of him. He was already standing with Bai Mo anyway.

Once you reach a line, it's useless no matter how scared you are, all you can do is follow Bai Mo's footsteps, and whatever he says will be whatever it is.

When things fell into a dead end and there was no room for relaxation, Ximen's heart stopped wavering and soon became firm. The murderous intention in his eyes, Bai Mo couldn't help but secretly see it in his heart.

nod.

This person is not pedantic, and he can still be saved.

"How dare you call us, Mr. Sun, an idiot and a brainless person. Which monk are you from?"

"You know how powerful my Sun family is and you still dare to provoke me like this. You are dead. Not only will you die, but your whole family will be killed!"

"Kill them all and destroy all nine of their tribes!"

Sun Yuan's attendants, who were unaware of Ximen's murderous intent, immediately became angry when they heard Bai Mo's humiliation. They had always been the only ones who bullied others. When had they ever been provoked like this? They couldn't control their hearts.

The angry attendants roared angrily, making them even more irritable than their master Sun Yuan.

"Asshole, you are seeking death, why don't you let me go quickly!" Sun Yuan roared.

"kill!"

Bai Mo didn't bother to pay attention to the roaring Sun Yuan, and raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. When Sun Yuan and others thought that Bai Mo would never dare to take action, he suddenly shouted coldly.

At the same time, Lan Dai, who had already formed a tacit understanding with him, did not hesitate at all. The light belt entangling everyone invaded inside like lightning. Every time he advanced, several more bloodlines followed.

was cut off.

Poof!

Bai Mo was more straightforward. As soon as he finished speaking, he swung out the speargun without any hesitation. With a popping sound, he fiercely penetrated the two junior spiritual warriors in front of him. Pungent blood flowed out along the speargun, and the scene was complete.

Suddenly he became crazy.

"Kill, kill these bastards! Do you really think that such a light belt can trap us? You're dreaming! If you dare to touch me, none of you will leave alive, kill!" Sun Yuan shouted sternly.

.

The blood of the attendants around him really stimulated Sun Yuan. No one had ever dared to take action against him. He was the only one who killed people. He was the only one who walked around in Dragon Falling City. Sun Yuan was used to being arrogant and domineering. Now seeing Bai Mo suddenly take action, let him

Realizing the critical nature of the situation, he still dared to hesitate and launched a frantic counterattack.

Besides, Sun Yuan is really not afraid. As a ninth-level spiritual warrior, he has already gathered his spiritual power into a stream and reached the realm of a high-level spiritual warrior.

"The angry lion slashes wildly!"

Sun Yuan never gave up. He had been gathering momentum and roared while the attendants around him were being killed. When he turned his right hand, a long sword appeared. The sword was nearly two meters long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and the blade was cold.

Forcing people. Just as the long sword was raised, a sword slash like a roaring lion shot out from his body.

Tsk!

In the splash of bright fireworks, the imprisonment formed by Lan Dai's spiritual power was cut off on the spot. Then without any hesitation, Sun Yuan skillfully danced his long sword and attacked with waves of sword moves, sweeping towards Bai Mo like a wave of waves.

"kill!"

The six attendants following Sun Yuan were like tigers descending from the mountain, shouting and rushing forward. The humiliation of being suppressed and provoked just now made them all have to vent their feelings. Each of them was a fourth or fifth level spiritual warrior.

They really didn't believe that the three people in front of them could defeat them.

"Hey, I didn't expect that this guy was holding a ninth-level Thousand Hammers spiritual weapon." Bai Mo said in surprise.

As we all know, there are five levels of spiritual weapons in the Canglan world, namely Thousand Hammers; Hundred Refinements; Transformation; Psychics and Mysterious Spirits. Each level is the same as the division of cultivation realms, with a total of nine levels. The so-called Thousand Hammers refer to

The spiritual weapon can be stimulated by spiritual power, but the effect will not exceed the original body; while the Hundred Refining level is obviously higher, which refers to being tempered by real fire. Not to mention that the power of such a spiritual weapon is greatly increased.

The attack range and effect will exceed the main body.

The transformation level is about being able to stimulate the natural form corresponding to the magic weapon, doubling its power. As for psychics and mysterious spirits, they also have their own unique mysteries.

For example, the sword Sun Yuan is currently using is the ninth level of Thousand Hammers, which can be ranked among the best in Falling Dragon City.

"Dadai, take care of yourself." Bai Mo said with a smile.

"Brother Xiaobai, as long as you take care of yourself, they can't hurt me. Come on! If you beat them all down, I will give you barbecue." Lan Dai blinked her big eyes and said with a smile, then

This appearance makes people feel as if there is no danger in the scene before them.

"Okay!" Bai Mo said calmly.

After the speargun was thrown out, Bai Mo raised the hatchet and began to move his hands widely. As the spiritual power burst out from his body, the ordinary-looking hatchet suddenly became heavy.

Of course, this kind of heaviness is relative. For Bai Mo, who has long been accustomed to this kind of weight, this kind of weight is just right.

Clang!

The weapons collided and rubbed, emitting sparks, and a harsh sound suddenly sounded. Sun Yuan's long sword accurately hit the blade of the hatchet. In this collision, he laughed arrogantly, "You, a broken hatchet, still want to

And me...what? What's going on?"

Before his laughter could stop, Sun Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly. Looking at the scene that suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but blink his eyes vigorously, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps, returning to the guard circle of attendants.

"How could my Fiery Sword be like this?" Sun Yuan shouted in shock. The Thousand Hammers ninth-level Fiery Sword he held in his hand actually had a gash on the edge of the sword.

You must know that this is the ninth-level Thousand Hammers Fiery Sword, but it can't even compare to a broken hatchet?

Landai, who had been standing next to her, had a flash of light in her eyes at the moment when the hatchet and the long sword collided. Then she looked thoughtfully at the inconspicuous hatchet and paid close attention to it.

"What kind of spiritual weapon is that? It can actually break the hole of the ninth-level Thousand Hammers Fiery Sword." Ximen murmured.

"What kind of spiritual weapon is that of yours?" Sun Yuan asked fiercely.

"Chat knife!" Bai Mo said calmly.

"Nonsense, how can a hatchet crack my Thousand Hammers ninth-level Fiery Sword?" Sun Yuan said angrily.

"Why can't the hatchet break your broken sword? What's wrong with the hatchet? Are you looking down on the hatchet? Who said a hatchet can't kill people! Just die!" Bai Mo danced with the hatchet and jumped out like a rainbow.

.

Who is Sun Yuan? He is the young master of Jinfeng Mansion in Falling Dragon City. Even if he is used to being arrogant and domineering, he still knows how to save his life when it is time to save his life. A hole has been torn open by the Fiery Sword, so he has to temporarily avoid it no matter what.

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"Come on! You must kill him!" Sun Yuan roared angrily.

The six attendants around him did not hesitate, waving their spiritual weapons and rushed forward. At the same time, Sun Yuan rolled his eyes, with sneers on his face, and decisively targeted Landai. As long as he held this little lolita, the hostage would be there.

Hands, don't worry if you don't kneel down and surrender.

"Exploding lion kills!"

"Wild dogs pounce on food!"

"Swordfish Soul Lock!"

Sun Yuan's ninth-level spiritual warrior's cultivation completely exploded, bursts of powerful spiritual power surged out of his body, and the moment he rushed to the sword's edge, he really looked like an angry lion descending from the mountain, frantically venting the killing in his heart.

meaning.

In just a short moment, Sun Yuan transformed into three combat skills, and the most amazing thing was that each combat skill had no discomfort at all, and was so smooth and smooth.

The Sun family of Jinfeng Mansion started out with combat skills, which is really not a lie. For ordinary monks, let alone mastering three combat skills, it will cost a lot of money to practice even one combat skill.

"Brother Xiaobai, since this guy wants to bully others, then they should just play with him. Brother, just be responsible for those few people. I can solve this problem." Lan Daijiao shouted and rushed forward, the spiritual weapon

With everything destroyed, what she is dancing now is a ribbon.

This ribbon was tied on her head when she left Qingzhou Realm. It is a spiritual weapon of the third level of Hundred Refiners. Now that it is used, its power is boundless.

"The purple lotus blooms, like a shadow."

With Landai's control, the ribbon, which was light and weightless at first, began to change the moment it flew out. Although it was only the shape that changed, with each change of shape, there would be an extra piece of spiritual power on the ribbon.

The purple lotus petals formed. The petals of this lotus whirled and danced, making people feel dazzled. At the same time, it attacked Sun Yuan's sword edge at lightning speed.
Chapter completed!