At this moment, Dongfang Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden lights burst out from his eyes. It was his way of using the power of his blood to the extreme. He was facing Leng Yan's fierce attack, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and suddenly, Yu Wu was sacrificed.

Dongfang Mo wanted to send his spiritual skills out in the flash, which caught Leng Yan off guard. He didn't believe it. He used the power of his blood to activate the spiritual slashing attack technique, and with the help of Yu invisible, he could not take over Leng Yan's taboo technique.

The spiritual technique was easily used by Dongfang Mo. Now, it has reached a critical moment. After Dongfang Mo's soul transformation and his cultivation level has broken through, his understanding of this spiritual technique has become closer, and the power has naturally increased a lot. Although he doesn't know whether he can surpass the Fanyun Sword Technique with backlash, it should be almost the same. Even if this spiritual technique is slightly weaker, the advantage is that there is no backlash. He doesn't think that after blocking this move, he can really kill Leng Yan in front of him. There should be many people obstruction.

"Aowu" Amid the crackling sound of thunder and lightning, a dragon and tiger roar suddenly sounded, as if it was from ancient times, but this sound is not on the same level as the originally terrifying thunder and lightning sound of difficult things, at all.

People feel like they are bound to this sound, which is a fear in their hearts

When these two sounds finally collided with endless momentum, an extremely fierce metal collision sound burst out.

"when"

No one knows what happened inside

But what you can see is just a thousand golden rays that were covered like a huge net, and when they met, it made people look even more eye-catching. It was a pair of huge palms, one palm was green and the other palm was dark purple. There were two completely different feelings, but that kind of thickness was definitely a heavy pressure that was difficult to resist.

Does this pair of palms belong to Dongfang Mo?

People have seen Leng Yan's terrifying technique. When the technique swallowed Dongfang Mo, they had not seen Dongfang Mo react. Could it be that Dongfang Mo used this pair of palms to resist it?

But people can't help but make a difference. Just now, it was definitely the loud sound of weapons colliding, but what exactly is Dongfang Mo's weapon?

Dongfang Mo still did not reveal that he was mastering the spiritual techniques at this moment, but gently spit out a word: "Broken"

"Click"

As Dongfang Mo's voice fell, this sound was unusually obvious

"Ah" Immediately afterwards, I said a scream. The voice changed, making people unable to hear who it was.

Quiet, this space is as quiet as death. People are widening their eyes and want to see the final result, for fear of missing a slight detail.

Even the wind seemed to be still at this moment, as if I had been waiting for a long time, on the battle stage, the chaos and unclearity gradually dissipated and the dust settled.

"This" everyone, including the sect leader of the Sword Sect, was stunned.

Leng Yan knelt on the ground with convulsions. The golden sword that was originally domineering in his hand was shattered. There was only one hilt in his hand, and his face was pale. The most important thing was that what was revealed in his eyes was extremely fear.

Dongfang Mo stood beside Leng Yan, staring at Leng Yan with cold eyes. Behind one hand, there was a green green sword with purple patterns in his other hand. The sword edge of the sword was already on Leng Yan's neck.

This kind of scene was something that no one thought of when two people stepped onto the battle stage.

Even if they are given 10,000 chances, no one will think of this result

Leng Yan and Ning Xuanjing's cultivation level are even higher than that of the Sword Sect Master. They use taboo techniques with all their strength. For this terrifying attack, let me ask how many of the people present, whether they are the sect master or the head of the family, can handle it.

But Dongfang Mo not only caught it, but also stood there without any damage.

People forgot to speak out, just stared blankly at the battle arena, which made them even feel a bit weird

Finally, Dongfang Mo broke the silence: "Leng Yan, you commit suicide." A light sentence floated out of Dongfang Mo's mouth.

Dongfang Mo said it easily, but this definitely broke the silence. This sentence was like a piece of ice. The crowd seemed to be hot. The two were originally calm, but when the ice was put into the oil, it immediately became frying.

The crowd was boiling, not just boiling, but a sense of panic. If it was really Dongfang Mo said this result lightly, then Leng Yan would become the first expert in Ningxuan Realm who was killed.

"Dongfang Mo really wants to force Leng Yan to death." This result was already unbelievable. If Dongfang Mo really insisted on letting Leng Yan fulfill his promise at that time, the result would be a little shocking.

Leng Yan is in the realm of Condensation Xuan after all. After just a short while, the backlash has been alleviated. In fact, Leng Yan is no different from ordinary people now. He can speak and walk naturally, but it is impossible to use the spiritual energy in the dantian. Even if he can move freely, his body is stiff and motionless. Because of the constraints of Dongfang Mo's sword, Leng Yan dared not move.

When Leng Yan heard Dongfang Mo's words, he felt like he was shocked.

Because, ten moves have passed, according to his original promise, he should really commit suicide

Leng Yan now doesn't care about face or anything else. He wants to live, and he looks up with difficulty and looks at his own head of the family, Leng Jiaming

When Dongfang Mo saw Leng Yan's abnormal movement, he couldn't help but press his jade invisibly down, making the cold blade closer to Leng Yan's neck more realistically. He also said, "Oh, forget that your knife has been broken. Anyway, it's a suicide, so there is no need for any mysterious technique. My sword can be borrowed from you."

Dongfang Mo actually bent down slightly, looking kind-hearted

"I'll wipe it" all the disciples of the Sword Sect couldn't help but cover their mouths. Just now, Dongfang Mo just shocked them in terms of combat power. Now, he is definitely challenging people's limits again.

The head of the Leng family now has no longer had the calmness she had just now. She has stood up and involuntarily walked towards the Bidou platform.

At this time, the most reassuring thing was Situ Nan and Dongfang Mo's master Tong Lei seemed to have come alive. This process made people's heartbeat definitely break the highest and lowest records.

"Dongfang Mo, show mercy" The head of the Leng family has been desperate and forgot to ridicule Dongfang Mo before climbing to the Battle Platform. At this moment, seeing Leng Yan's situation in this way, he actually brought some prayers to his voice.

Dongfang Mo tilted his head, looked at Leng Jiaming, and frowned slightly: "What did you say?"

This little bastard was definitely deliberately Leng Jiaming cursed and thought, but on the surface, he still dared not do it: "My friend Dongfang Mo, you two are both rising stars, and it will be bad if you insist on making life and death. As long as you let Leng Yan go, everything is easy to discuss."

"It's easy to discuss now that you are begging me or not, do you know? How dare you use the word "discussion"? What can I discuss with you?" Dongfang Mo's words were even more fierce and did not forgive him at all.

Leng Jiaming was immediately speechless when asked. Dongfang Mo just said this fact more bluntly, but it was even more slapping in the face.

"Dongfang Mo, how can you spare Leng Yan?" The head of the Leng family is now determined to save Leng Yan's life.

Looking at Leng Jiaming's appearance, Dongfang Mo smiled slightly and shook his head without hesitation: "I ask you, if the person who has lost now is me, then, someone begs you to let me go, will Leng Yan let me go?"

"" This rhetorical question was not only Leng Jiaming, but everyone present didn't know how to answer, but they knew very well that if they were in a different place, Leng Yan would never let Dongfang Mo go.

Leng Jiaming's lips squirmed for a long time, but he didn't say a word. As the head of the Leng family, he had seen countless scenes of all sizes, but this time, he was speechless because every word from Dongfang Mo was stingy. Even if he said against his will, he would spare it, but who would believe it?

"Since you can't answer my question just now, then you can get out of here." Dongfang Mo said coldly to Leng Jiaming.

"Damn it, go to the head of the Leng family, Dongfang Mo actually used it." When Dongfang Mo's thunder-like voice sounded in everyone's ears, people couldn't help swallowing saliva, and they were definitely short-circuiting their brains. When I don't know who said this, I couldn't help but start repeating it.

This made the head of the Leng family unable to hold on to his face. His face was the same as pork liver. Because suddenly, Dongfang Mo and the Leng family completely broke their faces and blocked all the doors, and there was no room for another sentence.

After a long time, Leng Jiaming, the head of the Leng family, changed his face several colors. It was really exciting, but he still stared at Dongfang Mo. However, Dongfang Mo still placed his sword on Leng Yan's neck and was unmoved at all.

"Dongfang Mo, if you dare to touch Leng Yan's finger, I will definitely not let you go." Leng Jiaming suddenly lost his usual demeanor and roared.
Chapter completed!