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Chapter 3 Crazy Breakthrough 2(1/2)

Bai Mo is now an obstacle in front of all of them. In the past, they would not have any hesitation in facing such an obstacle and would kill him in an instant. Although it is a bit difficult to kill Bai Mo now,

I believe that it is only difficult, but it is not impossible. If you can't even do such a thing, then what else can be done?

"Ha ha."

Unbridled laughter shouted from Yang Wujian and from the mouths of many sect masters present. They know that Bai Mo is very strong now because you have the geographical advantage of the treasure and can control the ghost insect country here. If not for this, you

What can we do if we think you are only a level 5 master? If you really leave from here, let alone you Bai Mo, what will happen to you even if you are a level 8 master? Aren't you still going to be killed by us?

"Yan Zidian, start a sneak attack." Yan Nantian suddenly said.

"yes."

As soon as Yan Nantian gave this order, Yan Zidian, who was good at speed in the Yan family, suddenly disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was surrounded by densely packed poles. These poles are his natal artifacts and gods.

The eighth level has a very touching name called the Ripple Carrying Pole. It means that as long as it is activated, the circle ripples emitted by the Ripple Carrying Pole are the most deadly and can put you in unprecedented danger.

Moreover, when the ripple shoulder pole was first refined, it was refined as a speed artifact, so it can be put to use now. Yan Nantian knows that the Yan family is the target of public criticism today, and there is no way. Who let the Yan family general like this

Fortune gave Bai Mo a free gift. So if the Yan family wants to win sympathy, they must be sincere.

This sincerity is to kill Bai Mo.

Besides, as long as he can kill Bai Mo, Yan Nantian will not only be able to enter the treasure, but more importantly, he can get praise from the Lingxiao Palace. With the approval of the Lingxiao Palace, who else can threaten Yan in this heavenly interface?

Family? Thinking of the Yan family's upcoming glory, Yan Nantian's eyes are burning. He will not hesitate at all. As long as there is any opportunity, he will seize it without hesitation and let the Yan family play various roles.

role.

So Yan Zidian attacked without hesitation.

"The ripples on the shoulder pole, the soul is shattered."

The ripple pole suddenly shot out from Yan Zidian's hand. The ripples in a series of circles surged forward crazily. The moment they touched the white ink, they brought out an increasingly murderous intention.

Anyone can feel it

Yan Zidian, who was attacked with all his strength at this moment, showed no mercy. His eyes were firm, and he wanted to kill Bai Mo. As long as Bai Mo was locked and caught in such ripples, it would be impossible to escape.

"Ripple pole?" Yang Wujian's expression was slightly tense, but he had no intention of taking action.

Of course, Yang Wujian knew that a sneak attack was more appropriate now. But his intuition told Yang Wujian that Bai Mo was not that simple. The best thing for him now was to stay still. A sneak attack at the eighth level of a master would definitely test Bai Mo's bottom line.

If Bai Mo uses the Ghost Insect Kingdom again, Yang Wujian doesn't want to die like that. Thinking of the tragic scene of death, Yang Wujian would rather be conservative and retreat quickly.

"Little tricks."

Among the lightning and flint, white ink crossed Yan Zidian's pole at an incredible speed. The holy sword of judgment flashed with a divine light that penetrated everything, and pierced Yan Zidian's eyebrows. Yan Zidian couldn't help being surprised. He turned his hand to make a seal.

, the pole was retracted in an instant, and phantoms of the pole appeared, fiercely rushing towards the Holy Sword of Judgment, trying to take it down completely.

"puff!"

The blade of the blade struck Yan Zidian's handprint, and blood dripped instantly. The Holy Sword of Judgment pierced Yan Zidian's palm mercilessly.

But this is not the most astonishing thing. The most astonishing thing is that those rippling shoulder shadows emitted, all of them hit Bai Mo's body. Just when everyone was about to cheer, they all knew that they were hit by such ripples and shoulder pole shadows.

After being hit, there was absolutely no chance for Bai Mo to survive. Who would have thought that Bai Mo showed no signs of injury. These so-called ripples and shoulder poles all swayed outwards involuntarily after getting close to Bai Mo's body.

Invincible to all laws.

Since Bai Mo successfully practiced the "Witch Master Technique", he has practiced this kind of skill to the limit, and now it just explodes completely. The successful tempering of the Great Luo Body has brought Bai Mo an even more powerful breakthrough.

Such a breakthrough, let alone the shadow of a ripple and a shoulder pole, even a more powerful artifact is all in vain.

"How is it possible? How can he be immune to all attacks?"

"What kind of body is that, and what kind of physical training method does he practice?"

"Have you ever felt that his body seems to be somewhat similar to the body refining technique of the Witch Clan?"

"I told you not to be suspicious. How could he be from the Witch Clan?"

"The Wu Clan and the descendants of the Nine Provinces are the same person. Do you think such a thing is possible? Do you know how low the probability of such a thing happening is?".

No one wants to believe in Bai Mo's dual identity, or they start to avoid this topic intentionally or unintentionally in their hearts. Because they are really worried about what they should do if this hypothesis is true? Could it be that facing Bai Mo with such an identity,

Is there any chance that they can survive? And if Bai Mo can't be suppressed by what happened today, there is no way to get hold of the mountain of treasures.

"What kind of physical training technique are you practicing?" Yan Zidian exclaimed, ignoring the blood-stained palms and asking with fear in his eyes. The ripple pole is his strongest move, but none of these moves can defeat him.

A fifth-level beheading by a great god, Yan Zidian's psychological defense really has the urge to collapse at this moment. Faced with such a scene, you say that Yan Zidian can persevere until now is already good, you still

Can you expect him to do anything else?

"Do you really want to know? You don't have this chance." Bai Mo said with a smile.

"Don't you have this chance? Haha, what a big joke, Bai Mo. I admit that you are a bit wise, but it is not enough. Do you know? My ripple pole does not only have such power, it is an eighth-level divine weapon. What if?

You said it was so easy to be chopped into pieces by you, do you really think that the artifacts are all dregs? Since you want to die, I will send you on your way." Yan Zidian sneered. A roar sounded. At this time, above his head

A pole appeared.

The shoulder pole exudes divinity, and the light of the sword captivates the soul, making people shudder.

This is Yan Zidian's natal artifact, and now he has finally taken it out.

Everyone knows that as a natal artifact, if it is destroyed like this, the backlash will be shocking and terrifying. If you can't resist it, the final result will be that your body will be completely destroyed. And now Yan Zidian is

He really had to fight with all his strength. He knew that he was like this, so there was no need to stay alive. Even if he escaped with this life, Yan Nantian would kill him. Rather than doing that, it would be better to fight with all his strength. Even if it was

Even if he dies in battle, the Yan family will treat his family well.

"Kill." Yan Zidian held the ripple pole, ignoring the blood still dripping on his arm, and attacked Bai Mo fiercely. At this moment, there were no more ripples emerging from the ripple pole, but Yan Zidian was familiar with it.

people

Everyone knows that it is not that there are no ripples, but that all the ripples are hidden in the carrying pole. As long as the carrying pole can hit Bai Mo, the strongest power will be released, which will explode Bai Mo's body.

"Yan Zidian's ripple pole is an eighth-level divine artifact."

"It is said that this is one of the Yan family's famous artifacts."

"Can white ink stop it?".

The Yan family started out by refining weapons, so many great gods present still have strong confidence in the Yan family's artifacts. They all know that the Yan family's artifacts are high-quality. Under such circumstances, the artifacts used by the Yan family will be more

Strong. So, all they have to do is wait, waiting for the ripple pole to carry this invincible killing momentum, completely suppress Bai Mo, and beat him into a meat pie.

But hope is good, reality is always cruel.

The Holy Sword of Judgment in Bai Mo's hand was not replaced by any other artifact. He just waved the Holy Sword of Judgment, and countless knife shadows suddenly appeared in the air. Each shadow of the sword was transformed by the Holy Sword of Judgment, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with

This is the Holy Sword of Judgment. It’s like this place turned into a sea of ​​knives and a world of swords in the blink of an eye. The Holy Sword of Judgment is the absolute master here, and it is impossible for anyone to challenge the majesty of the Holy Sword of Judgment.

.

The supreme kingdom formed by the Holy Sword of Judgment of Bai Mo.

"Even the supreme kingdom can't stop me. Your level is too low, so low that I can definitely ignore it." Yan Zidian roared, and his spiritual power surged out unbridled.

While the world was being opened, the Juehun Basin

The palace below seemed to be stimulated by such spiritual power fluctuations and began to tremble. The ripples on the pole wanted to tear apart Bai Mo's supreme kingdom with absolute power. At the same time, Yan Zidian's body suddenly approached, and his left hand turned into a beast's claw, ruthlessly

It was so spicy that it grabbed Bai Mo's throat.

"Trapped!" Bai Mo said calmly.

Following closely behind was the arrogant and domineering Yan Zidian who was trapped by Bai Mo's ruling holy sword, the Supreme Kingdom, and was violently trapped in the field formed by the shadow of the sword. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape from such a situation.

Escape from the supreme kingdom.

"I wonder if I can refine such a guy alive, can my cultivation level soar again? I'm actually looking forward to it. If you're looking forward to it, then just do it. Do you mean I have to do it?

Wait until things are irreversible

Do you want to do it again? Anyway, this guy sneaked up on me, and I will never show mercy to anyone who sneaks up on me. Anyway, from now on, it is impossible for this group of people to escape, so just enjoy it slowly

My journey of advancement.”

Bai Mo seemed to be talking to himself, but it was heard by all the great gods present. They didn't know why, but they suddenly felt that Bai Mo didn't seem to be lying. He seemed to be telling something about the most insignificant thing.

It seems that as long as Bai Mo thinks about it, he can do it. The sense of fear that fills the air invisibly is really terrifying, giving people an indescribable sense of fear.

.

"Ha, ha, ha..." Yan Zidian laughed wildly. Although he said that he was trapped here, you, Bai Mo, are a bit too arrogant and domineering, right? Do you really think that I have become meat on your chopping board now?

Didn't you see it? I still don't have any signs of defeat?

Yan Zidian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said with a sneer: "You don't know whether to live or die, today I will let you know what life is worse than death! Today I will destroy your bullshit supreme kingdom. Let you know what you insist on.

They were filled with the most ridiculous jokes."

Funniest joke?

It's such a threat again, can't you try some new ideas? But since you, Yan Zidian, are like this, then I don't have to show mercy to you. Anyway, what I need now is endless blood essence. A great god at level eight.

The blood essence and blood, under the operation of the death millstone, can be of great help to me.

Bai Mo raised the corner of his mouth and snapped his fingers casually in the air.

Tsk.
To be continued...
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