In the room, the young sect master looked at Wen Qing in surprise and said in surprise: "It's really unexpected, I didn't expect you to have this level of talisman on your body!"

"If it weren't for the fact that I had already cultivated to the True Spirit Realm, I am afraid that I would not have been able to break through the defense of your talisman magic weapon at all. Now I kind of understand why those people out there are so nervous about you. ”

Wen Qing looked at the young sect master in horror, and what was even more shocked in her heart was the jade pendant that Chen Mo gave her, she finally understood why Chen Mo had repeatedly told her to wear it close to her body and not leave for a moment.

It was such an ordinary jade pendant that actually blocked the young sect master for half an hour.

The young sect master laughed evilly, and the scorching light in his eyes was sheng: "Now, I see who can come to save you!"

Wen Qing closed her eyes in resignation, and her heart was full of discouragement: "Even if I die, I must not be insulted by him!"

"Xiao Mo, see you in the next life!"

For some reason, when facing death, the first person Wen Qing thought of was not Li Sufang, who had the most favor to her, but Chen Mo.

Wen Qing slammed her head against the wall and wanted to kill herself.

But the young sect master was faster than her, and his figure flashed, blocking in front of Wen Qing, and Wen Qing crashed into the young sect master's arms instead.

"Yo, the little beauty took the initiative to give her a hug, then I would be disrespectful. Hahaha!"

Yan Qingcheng's face was cold, and he grabbed the bench from the side and smashed it at the young sect master.

The young sect master waved his hand casually, and the hard solid wood bench made a loud noise of sawdust, but the young sect master was unharmed.

"Hehe, little beauty, don't worry, wait a minute, it's your turn soon. ”

And at this moment, Chen Mo sensed the location of the talisman jade pendant's breath and was rushing over.

Along the way, Chen Mo didn't care about the shock, the speed exploded with all his might, and passers-by only felt that the black shadow flashed in front of them, and they couldn't catch anything.

In the room, the young sect master lit the acupoints of Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng, and put Wen Qing on the bed......

Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck, a scream fell from the sky, and a golden light burst into the window.

Boom!

The young sect master dodged and dodged, waving his hand and punching the golden light away.

Although the golden light was shocked back by him, one of his hands was also numb from the shock, and his face couldn't help but be full of horror!

"Who is it that dares to sneak attack grandpa!"

The young sect master looked out the window, looking wary, but no one responded to him.

Hope reignited in Wen Qing's eyes, and tears of humiliation slid down Ruyu's cheeks.

At this moment, Chen Mo was still a few miles away, and he could only use a touch of spiritual sense to attach to the Sky Slashing Sword and probe Wen Qing's condition first.

At the last moment, Chen Mo sent the Heaven Cutting Sword to attack the Young Sect Master, but in the end, due to the distance, the power that the Heaven Cutting Sword could exert was greatly reduced, and it was easily blocked by the Young Sect Master.

"The legendary supreme sword immortal, a sword can take a person's head thousands of miles away, with my current cultivation, this few miles away is already the limit. ”

Chen Mo was a little frustrated, and he had an incomparable desire to recover his strength as soon as possible.

However, this was enough, the potential crisis had not been resolved, and the young sect master had no time to harm Wen Qing.

This time was enough for Chen Mo to rush to rescue Wen Qing and the others.

"Who is it, there is a kind of out! Fight with grandpa and me for three hundred rounds!" The young sect master looked around in disbelief, although he had reached the true spirit realm, equivalent to a martial arts grandmaster, he couldn't find Chen Mo a few miles away.

Chen Mo's speed has now surpassed that of the high-speed rail, several miles away, and it has been completed in less than a minute.

The moment Chen Mo's figure broke through the door, the young sect master's face was suddenly full of horror: "It's you! You, you're not dead!"

"How is this possible!"

The young sect master was a little sluggish, he really couldn't imagine how Chen Mo had escaped from under that mountain peak.

glanced at Wen Qing, who was smiling and crying on the bed, and then looked at Yan Qingcheng, who was full of anger, and the murderous intent in Chen Mo's eyes was monstrous.

"I'm going to wipe you out of this world completely!"

The cold voice contained endless anger, as if it was not enough to spend the whole world with the funeral.

If Chen Mo was ten minutes late, even if he destroyed the earth, he would not be able to make up for the regret in his heart.

The young sect master was frightened, and a trace of fear was born in his heart, he felt that the young man standing in front of him was not a human at all, but a bloodthirsty demon god!

"Don't do it, do you want to be a hero to save beauty, right? I'll hand them over to you, and you let me go?" said the young sect master with a grin.

What answered him was a soft roar, and the Sky Cutting Sword levitated three feet above Chen Mo's head with a fierce killing intent.

As if sensing the wrath of its master, the sword body of the Sky Slashing Sword trembled in the void, and a light roar like a dragon's roar flickered and weakened, like a monster eager to drink blood.

The young sect master sensed that Chen Mo would not let him go, and was ready to make a desperate bet. With a flash of figure, he came to the side of the bed, and grabbed Wen Qingruyu's neck with one hand.

"Boy, let me go, or I'll kill ......"

Before he finished speaking, the young sect master suddenly screamed: "Ah!"

A flash of golden light quickly slashed across the arm that the young sect master stretched out towards Wen Qing, bringing up a bloody sword, and one arm was cut off.

"What kind of magic weapon is this, why is it so powerful?"

The young sect master looked at Chen Mo in horror, wanting to control Wen Qing, but the other hand did not dare to stretch out.

Chen Mo's sword just now was so fast that he didn't have time to react at all.

"You don't deserve to know!"

Brush!

It was another sword, and the other arm of the young sect master was also neatly cut off.

The powerhouse of the Grandmaster Realm had no power to fight back in front of Chen Mo, who was condensing four levels of qi.

"Ahh

The young sect master let out a miserable scream and fell to his knees: "Master, spare my life! I am willing to surrender to the master and sacrifice all my family property, please spare my life!"

Chen Mo's eyes were blood-red, and his voice was cold to the bone: "Spare you, hum, I want to make you lose your body and spirit!"

The three-flavor true fire was released again, and the young sect master was surrounded by flames, letting out a terrified roar.

"What kind of fire is this? Why can it burn my soul!

The young sect master turned into ashes, and Chen Mo unlocked the acupoints on Wen Qing and Yan Chengcheng.

"Sister Wen, I've made you suffer!"

Chen Mo's face was full of guilt, and his voice was low and gentle.

Wen Qing hugged Chen Mo violently, and cried bitterly, she had not shed a single tear after being imprisoned by the young sect master for so many days, but the moment she saw Chen Mo after being saved, tears flowed like a spring.

A smile appeared on Yan Qingcheng's beautiful face, his eyes were also slightly red, and his heart was full of sighs for the rest of his life.

"Sister Wen, don't cry yet, see me angry for you!"

Chen Mo helped Wen Qing up, the killing intent in his eyes was undiminished, he pulled Wen Qing with one hand and Yan Qingcheng with the other, and strode out.

"What people!"

The two young men guarding the door snorted coldly and immediately rushed up.

Yes!

Chen Mo's eyes flashed, and his spiritual power came out of his body, and the two of them let out a miserable scream, and their heads were in different places.

"Enemy attack!"

Someone shouted, and immediately, the four major families under the young sect master poured out of the nest and killed Chen Mo.

Chen Mo pulled Wen Qing and Yan Chengcheng with both hands, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in his eyes, and everywhere he passed along the way, everyone was in a different place.

In front of Chen Mo, the inner realm martial artists were no longer far behind ordinary people.

From the guest room to the hall, the courtyard was full of blood, and the heads of the four major families who were discussing the matter shook in unison.

Yan Qingcheng and Wen Qing were full of horror, Chen Mo was like a killing god, and everything in front of them had completely subverted the cognition of the two.