The two of them naturally knew that staying here was an obstacle for Dongfang Mo, so they didn't hesitate and hid far away with Lengbing.

Zhou Jingqian said that he could never have imagined that Dongfang Mo's cultivation level could be improved to the third level at once.

Could it be that this kid is really a legendary cultivator with the anti-war level? Does he have this ability or some treasure?

For a moment, Zhou Jingqian clenched his fists. Today, it is inevitable that he will fight desperately.

But at this moment, although Dongfang Mo resisted Zhou Jingqian's move, because he did not have such a thorough understanding of Xuanli, the damage to himself was also very serious when he used it like this. Dongfang Mo kept retreating, retreating more than ten steps before he could barely stop. But he immediately knelt on one knee, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The scarlet blood made Dongfang Mo's breath a little unstable.

"Haha, boy, you just stepped into Ningxuan Jing and wanted to fight with me. You are the standard seeking death. Since you want to fight, then I will ask you to fight to the end." Zhou Jingqian saw Dongfang Mo vomiting blood, and his heart suddenly fell to the ground. He felt that he could still crush Dongfang Mo.

"Master, you can activate this ugly bull spirit bead, he should be able to help us deal with this Zhou Jingqian." Maotu Lingzhu couldn't help but send a message to Dongfang Mo, reminding Dongfang Mo.

Now, even if I force myself to use the taboo technique, the power is definitely discounted. Besides, if I can't knock down Zhou Jingqian with one blow, I will be finished.

Dongfang Mo pursed his lips tightly, slowly raising his spiritual energy, and injected his spiritual energy into the ugly bull spirit bead that had just hit his wrist.

The ugly cow spirit bead is orange. When it senses the spiritual energy of Dongfang Mo, it gradually emits an orange light.

However, Zhou Jingqian would not give Dongfang Mo such time at all. The Zhou royal family had everything, whether it was palm techniques or swordsmanship. Zhou Jingqian, as the prince of the Zhou royal family, naturally used these resources at will.

During the Tiandao of Dongfang Mo, the move he used actually made Dongfang Mo so easy to disassemble, which really surprised him. Now, Zhou Jingqian no longer uses those tricks and began to change his techniques frequently, in order to make Dongfang Mo overwhelmed. As long as he grasps a loophole, Dongfang Mo will definitely be doomed.

But Zhou Jingqian was wrong. After he used more than ten moves, he realized that no matter what trick he used, Dongfang Mo could accurately find a way to resist or dismantle. What happened? He was puzzled by the way.

Little did they know that when Dongfang Mo got the doll given to him by Zhou Shanshan, Dongfang Mo had all experienced the techniques in it. Unexpectedly, he was on a whim and now he had such a great help.

Zhou Jingqian's eyes were almost falling off, and his dignified prince of the Zhou royal family was actually going to be damaged by this young man.

"No matter how strong you are, I want to see if you can withstand my last blow." Zhou Jingqian was crazy

I saw that his eyes were cruel and turned into absolute red. The aura on his body also became a little weird. The golden word "King" behind him gradually seemed to have been integrated into blood.

"This guy's last blow is not to die with me, right?" Dongfang Mo couldn't calm down. Although his spiritual energy was constantly injecting into the ugly bull spirit bead, why did the ugly bull spirit bead still seem to have no reaction?

"If you go too far, I'll die as soon as you come out. By then, your reputation as Xuanxinzhu will be ruined." Dongfang Mo was so angry that he almost cursed out loud.

On Zhou Jingqian, a red cloud radiated from himself gradually floated towards Dongfang Mo. Dongfang Mo's pupils contracted. Looking closely, although the red cloud was not very fast, the breath was absolutely terrifying. It seemed that it was not a red cloud, but more like a ball of blood mist, filled with a bloody smell.

"Moo" Just as the blood mist was about to reach Dongfang Mo, a shocking roar of cow sounded. A huge orange cow appeared beside Dongfang Mo. The cow's four hooves were digging hard on the ground. The dust raised flew far away. The head was slightly lowered, and a pair of huge cow horns shone with light.

There was no need for Dongfang Mo to say anything. Four hooves slammed the ground and their bodies were already flying towards the blood red.

"Mao Rabbit Spirit Pearl, you go and help." Dongfang Mo thought, and a ray of spiritual energy also skipped the Mao Rabbit Spirit Pearl.

Now there is not so much nonsense about Maotu Spirit Pearl. After all, this is a critical moment. A soft pink light flashes, and Maotu Spirit Pearl has arrived in front of Zhou Jingqian.

Now Dongfang Mo has already turned into a mysterious world, and the illusion of Maotu Spirit Pearl has also been enhanced with the growth of Dongfang Mo's cultivation level.

Zhou Jingqian only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and saw Dongfang Mo flying towards him with helpless and decisive eyes, as if he was about to die with him.

Although Zhou Jingqian felt a little strange, Dongfang Mo should not be such a reckless person, and it seems that he is not at the stage of hard work.

But Dongfang Mo had already made such a move, and Zhou Jingqian could not just wait. There was a grim smile on the corner of his lips. As long as he entered my blood cloud, I don't believe that you can still retreat with your whole body.

Zhou Jingqian's hands overlapped and formed strange hand decisions, but immediately, Zhou Jingqian's smile froze on his face, because after he launched an attack in his blood cloud, the illusion of the Rabbit Spirit Pearl was quickly broken. Even if there were only two breaths at this time, it was enough for the duel between masters.

The huge bull head of the ugly bull spirit bead just raised, and his mouth was opened, and Zhou Jingqian's blood cloud was swallowed by the scalper.

And most importantly, the huge body of the Ugly Niu Lingzhu has arrived in front of Zhou Jingqian, and there is no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

"Moo" the ugly cow spirit bead seemed to have enough strength in its entire body and hit Zhou Jingqian's body hard.

But at this moment, Zhou Jingqian, who was at the sixth level of Ningxuan, was knocked to death.

Originally, condensing the blood cloud had already consumed a lot of energy. Seeing that Dongfang Mo's hair had not been touched, the feeling of depression can be imagined

"Dongfang Mo" Zhou Jingqian roared unwillingly and shouted Dongfang Mo's name. There was no other way.

Dongfang Mo has also relieved a lot of time under the repair of Yu Invisible. He held Yu Invisible in his hand and slowly came to Zhou Jingqian's side. At this moment, the ugly cow spirit beads were just on Zhou Jingqian's back, which made Zhou Jingqian lie on the ground like a dog.

Dongfang Mo just nodded at the ugly Niu Lingzhu, and drew a brilliant arc with an invisible "brush" in his hand. The cold sword fell on Zhou Jingqian's neck: "Zhou Jingqian, there are countless things you owe me, so it is God who will open his eyes when you fall into my hand."

"Hmph" When everything was settled, Zhou Jingqian no longer had the depression he had just now, but became much calmer. He snorted coldly and ignored Dongfang Mo.

At this time, Xun Yanfeng and the other two also came to Dongfang Mo's side, especially Leng Bing. When she saw the sword edge of Dongfang Mo's jade sword landing on Zhou Jingqian's neck, she felt a surge of infinite emotion. How many twists and turns have been wasted to achieve today's results. She remembered her father. She and Zhou Jingqian's irreconcilable grudge can finally avenge it. Dongfang Mo helped her avenge her.

When things became clearer little by little, Dongfang Mo knew that because of Zhou Jingqian's ambition, many innocent people were implicated: "Zhou Jingqian, do you still remember the Ye family a hundred years ago."

He remembered such a special thing as Zhou Jingqian clearly and smiled coldly: "Aren't there just a clown left in the end?"

"The trick that just now hurts your dantian and kicks one of your legs is Ye Xukong's masterpiece. I'm just collecting his debts for Senior Ye." As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Mo's jade sword in his hand gently stroked down, and a ferocious wound appeared on his back.

The pain from the wound could no longer change Zhou Jingqian's expression, but Ye Xukong's name still made Zhou Jingqian frown. There was only a wave of irony in his heart. This person who had been defeated countless times could come up with such a move.

Dongfang Mo's eyes also had a sharp stroke. Without saying a word, there was another sword. Zhou Jingqian's body was another wound. This time, the wound was weak and it was even more painful: "This sword is for me, brother Jin Yu, who was forced to leave his home when he was young, and it was all thanks to you."

Zhou Jinyu's face was also a little strange, and he was completely gone from the childishness he used to be. He slowly knelt down at Nanfang: "Mom, my brother Mo has avenged you for your revenge."

Finally, Dongfang Mo put away the sword and a forbidden point directly into Zhou Jingqian's eyebrows. This was Dongfang Mo using the manic power that was dissolved in his bloodline. If Dongfang Mo had not taken action personally, other spiritual sacrificial masters would definitely not be able to untie it. Even if Zhou Jingqian had a mutated king-level bloodline, it would be useless. What's more, it is impossible for Zhou Jingqian to use the power of his spiritual consciousness and the spiritual energy of the Dantian.

After doing all this, Dongfang Mo nodded at the ugly Niu Lingzhu. The ugly Niu Lingzhu naturally understood what Dongfang Mo meant and raised the bull's hooves.
Chapter completed!