Zhaoran and Zhou Jingqian had no more thoughts to analyze Dongfang Mo's words, but the first feeling was that Dongfang Mo could hide somewhere, relying on the prohibition technique of the spirit sacrificial master, it seemed that he could not deal with Zhou Jingqian in front of him.

Zhaoran did not answer anything Dongfang Mo, continue to fight

Dongfang Mo just said hello, but he didn't think that Zhaoran would really retreat. That was not Zhaoran's style.

Zhou Jingqian was also very focused on dealing with Zhaoran. As the number one guard of the Zhou royal family, he was not a false reputation.

"Zhou Jingqian, the person you are looking for is me. I, Dongfang Mo, will not implicate any innocent person. If you have any skills, come to me." Suddenly, Zhou Jingqian actually heard the voice not far away from him, a voice that made him remember for the rest of his life

Zhou Jingqian suddenly slapped his palm and then shot backwards, his eyes falling on Dongfang Mo who appeared here on the void.

Zhou Jingqian no longer cares about why Dongfang Mo was able to walk in the air. He only knew that his only son was killed by Dongfang Mo. He must avenge this revenge.

After a sneer, Zhou Jingqian's face became even more ferocious, "Dongfang Mo, even if you come to die now, I will not make your sect feel good. I want them to bury them all with my son."

"No, no, no," Dongfang Mo looked at Zhou Jingqian with a calm expression, without facing the fear of the strong. He raised his chest and raised his head, facing Zhou Jingqian, as if facing an ordinary person, "Zhou Jingqian, I'm afraid you've made a mistake. When did I say that I was here to die, I told you that I was the one who made a fight with your son Leng Yan, and your son lost and was killed by me. This is also the fact that you saw with your own eyes. I understand your grief, but you don't have to do it well. Your enemy is me, what does it have to do with the Sword Sect?" Dongfang Mo said faster, and no one else interrupted at all.

More importantly, anyone, even within the Zhou royal family, who dares to talk to Zhou Jingqian like this even if Zhou Jingqian snorted coldly, the other party would be so scared that he would be silent. How could Dongfang Mo be like that, even scolding him like a child

Zhou Jingqian was so angry that he felt his chest tightness. He raised his finger to Dongfang Mo. What was even more annoying was that he was robbed by Dongfang Mo again: "Zhou Jingqian, don't point your dirty finger at me, I tell you, if you dare to cause trouble for the Sword Sect again, I will let everyone in the world know that Zhou Jingqian is a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is a person who will bully the weak and incompetent people."

"Damn it." After hearing these words from Dongfang Mo, even Zhaoran couldn't help but feel speechless in his heart, leaving only those two words, and looked at Zhou Jingqian from the side.

When Dongfang Mo said these words wildly, Zhou Jingqian could no longer bear it: "Dongfang Mo, you yellow-mouthed child, stop me." Zhou Jingqian was angry

Zhou Jingqian, the dignified prince of Zhou's royal family, was pointed at the nose by a young man, saying, if he didn't kill him, where would he put his face in the future?

"Okay, Dongfang Mo, today, I will crush you and let you know the price of being wild in front of me." Zhou Jingqian could no longer bear it, and his lungs were about to be furious by Dongfang Mo. Zhou Jingqian no longer cared about his identity.

At first, he felt that it was a shame to use his royal inheritance bloodline in a small place like the Sword Sect. Although he was disdainful to this. As the prince of the Zhou royal family, he cherished his feathers very much. This face was very important.

However, when Dongfang Mo slapped him in the face so crisply, Zhou Jingqian was completely angry, lost his original reason, and frantically improved his spiritual energy. Suddenly, the thick spiritual energy gradually turned golden and exuded a powerful force. Behind him, the word "King" that had already condensed into became thicker in color, just like the essence. This is the power of the standard king-level inheritance bloodline.

Dongfang Mo could see clearly that Zhou Jingqian's inherited bloodline should be much stronger than Zhou Jinyu, because the character Wang behind him was simply dazzling.

At the same time, Dongfang Mo also felt the overwhelming pressure

Zhaoran's face was nervous. Zhou Jingqian's blood power this time was obviously not of the same level as before. Zhaoran subconsciously clenched his fists, with a solemn look on his face. He also lifted the spiritual energy in his dantian to the extreme.

The two masters stood so close. If someone else hadn't survived in this crack, they might have been crushed by two powerful pressures, but Dongfang Mo was not. Although he was under tremendous pressure, the expression on his face was still calm, as if it had no effect on him from the pressure of the two people in front of him.

Zhou Jingqian didn't take Zhaoran seriously at all, because in his heart, even with Zhaoran's courage, he would not dare to attack the Zhou royal family. Just now, he just didn't let his blood splatter the Sword Sect. Now, if he wants to deal with Dongfang Mo, Zhaoran has absolutely no reason to stop him.

"Zhaoran, look at me. If you dare to do it, I will definitely wash the sword sect." Zhou Jingqian threatened Zhaoran coldly, and even Zhaoran's expression, Zhaoran's response, etc. Without even a glance, he stared at Dongfang Mo.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo naturally would not be as calm as his face. He was no longer a little nervous, but for the first time in his life, he felt so nervous and about to suffocate. This time, he was definitely walking a tightrope

Dongfang Mo has long been improving his spiritual energy, and the manic power dissolved in his bloodline has been used to the extreme by him. Dongfang Mo has used a lot of effort to barely control the power in his bloodline. This power is too powerful. If you relax a little, you may have unimaginable consequences.

When Zhou Jingqian's eyes fell on him, Dongfang Mo pursed his lips tightly and carefully poured the power dissolved in his blood into the two beads on his wrist. His power could activate the two mysterious beads. Although the two animals transformed from these two beads did not have very despicable power, they were definitely immortal. Moreover, the illusion of the rabbit beads is very powerful.

"Dongfang Mo, you are honored to die under the power of my kingly bloodline." Zhou Jingqian was very proud, because in Zhongzhou Big 6, no one could be more noble than those who have the kingly inherited bloodline.

"Hmph" Dongfang Mo smiled contemptuously, "I want to let you know that your kingly inherited bloodline is nothing in front of me."

Zhou Jingqian suddenly roared, carrying the power of the king-level inherited bloodline, his palms seemed to have a strange scream like a roar of a cow, swept towards Dongfang Mo. If someone watched, they could be seen. The void was so shocked that it was broken open by this force, but it recovered in a moment, but the shocking space demonstrated the terror of this power.

This powerful force made Zhaoran unable to control the two people's verbal battles, and his face became even more serious. Zhaoran's fists were shocked. Even this side was abrupt, as if this side of the space was severely damaged, as if the glass was hit by a heavy punch, shattered.

This power is not lower than the bloodline power of the king-level inheritance.

Even Dongfang Mo couldn't help but be surprised. He really didn't understand why Zhaoran had such a powerful force, but Dongfang Mo also felt that Zhou Jingqian had no major adverse reaction after the blood power of the user. The dantian should have been exhausted from then on, but Zhaoran was different. The power formed was like draining his body.

But at the same time, the two mysterious heart beads on Dongfang Mo's wrist also reacted. These two mysterious heart beads were separated from Dongfang Mo's dantian and were in harmony with Dongfang Mo's heart. Dongfang Mo was just a thought, and two mysterious heart beads, one black and one pink, suddenly turned into a little white rabbit and a black hunting dog.

Just as the two powerful forces collided, the white little white rabbit activated by Dongfang Mo suddenly flashed with pink light.

Xu Dog Bead cooperated with Mao Rabbit Bead to form an attack, blocking the energy fluctuations generated by the showdown between the two people, so that Dongfang Mo would not be affected.

Using the illusion formed by the rabbit bead, Dongfang Mo suddenly used his spiritual energy to surround the already unconscious Zhaoran. With a thought, he disappeared from the spot and entered Lianmi Palace.

What Zhou Jingqian saw was another scene.

He could not have imagined that Zhaoran would use the special taboos that have been used for a hundred years.

This move is definitely a move that competes with the power of the king's bloodline, but it is also a move that will die together, because Zhao Ran injects all the spiritual energy in his dantian to resist the power of the king's bloodline. After such an explosion, the dantian is basically destroyed, but this will definitely be a shock to the person with the king's bloodline.

Zhou Jingqian could not have imagined that Zhaoran would suffer such a heavy blow to his dantian and use this trick to the same path.

But immediately, Zhou Jingqian laughed madly: "Zhaoran, it seems that your father's face has been thrown away. Your human and ghost have been practicing for nearly a hundred years, and this is the effect." Because what Zhou Jingqian saw was that Zhaoran vomited blood to the end, and there was no more breath. Dongfang Mo was also severely injured by his powerful power, and fell to the ground with blood all over his body.
Chapter completed!