Chapter 321: Who is the Ant (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

Zhang Qi and Han Zaixin had just walked out of the Ye family's compound, but found Ye Mo standing at the entrance of the mén waiting for them. ~~《7*

"Brother Ye Mo, you didn't leave? Do you want to come with us in the car, or do you?" Zhang Qiang looked at Ye Mo who was standing in front of him and asked in some surprise. Deep down in his heart, he didn't want Ye Mo to compete with Tan Jiao, because Tan Lao was likely to have broken through the innate realm, which was a legendary realm. And no matter how powerful Ye Mo is, it is impossible for him to advance to innate at this age.

But he can't say this kind of thing, as a martial artist, if he is challenged by others, if he doesn't dare to answer, it will be difficult for him to continue to improve. Moreover, Ye Mo's bingxìng, he also understands it.

Ye Mo smiled slightly, "Brother Zhang, I'll help you look at the injury." I was so eager to kill that old thing just now that I forgot about Brother Zhang's injuries. ”

After speaking, Ye Mo grabbed Zhang Stubborn's wrist, and under the operation of his true qi, in less than ten minutes, the original slight internal injuries in Zhang Stubborn's body had disappeared without a trace.

"It's really internal qi healing? Ye Mo, what kind of cultivation are you? Zhang stubbornly looked at Ye Mo in surprise, and Han Zaixin next to him also looked at Ye Mo in surprise after listening to Zhang Stubborn's words. I heard that innate qi can heal injuries, could it be that Ye Mo is really already congenital?

"I don't know what cultivation is equivalent to now, but when I kill the old man in Tanjiao, we'll talk about it when I come back, Han Lao, and Zhang Kui thank you this time." Ye Mo really doesn't know what kind of cultivation he is equivalent to now, but he is really grateful for Zhang Stubborn's help, although Zhang Stubborn's cultivation is too low and he doesn't help much, but he can stand up, Ye Mo has already accepted his affection.

Zhang Qiang smiled a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I didn't help much, Tan Lao is really amazing." Alas...... "He thought that his skills in cultivating for decades were like child's play compared to Tanjiao, and he was also a little disappointed in his heart.

Ye Mo smiled indifferently: "His little cultivation is nothing, believe in yourself, you will soon be able to surpass him." "When I come back, I'll go first." ”

After speaking, Ye Mo turned around and left, and after a few steps in front of him, he had already disappeared again.

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Ye Mo said goodbye to Zhang Qi and Han Zaixin, and immediately stepped on the flying sword stealthily, and a few minutes later, he was already standing on top of the mountain.

Ten minutes later, the figure of Tanjiao appeared on the mountain. He looked back, and there was nothing behind him, and then he sneered, "I deliberately walked slowly, but I haven't seen a figure until now, saying that you are overestimated ...... by nature."

But before Tanjiao's words were finished, his voice stopped abruptly like a duck that had suddenly broken its neck, because he saw Ye Mo standing on top of the mountain staring at him coldly. ~~ It's clear he's been here for a long time.

"...... you" Tan Jiao stared at Ye Mo and was stunned, his confidence that was bursting just now was shaken, and there was a slight coolness behind him. After he was promoted to the congenital, his confidence was high in his heart, and he always had a feeling of standing at the top, which made him unable to accept the provocation of a junior. So for Ye Mo's provocation, he was extremely angry in his heart.

But now he didn't know when Ye Mo came, you must know that he was walking the nearest road, but he didn't see Ye Mo passing by him. Even if Ye Mo takes a car, it is only at this speed, and it is not easy to drive from Yanjing to Tangshan.

"When did you come?" Tan Jiao asked weakly, his voice a little dry. He suddenly wondered if he was doing the right thing.

Ye Mo sneered, "You only talk a lot of nonsense, if you want to do it, hurry up." ”

Tan Jiao put aside the question of how Ye Mo came over, and chōu once again chōu out the long whip, "Even if you are faster than me, today I will let you see what a real martial artist is." ”…,

As soon as the words fell, the long whip in the corner of the pond was already wrapped in Ye Mo with traces like bō lines.

Ye Mo stared at the long whip in Tanjiao, and couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, although Tanjiao was in a hostile state with him, but this old guy's whip method was really not bragging. "Before Tanjiao, the most powerful whip master he had ever seen was an idle man, but compared to Tanjiao, the whip of an idle man was simply something that children played.

After the long whip of the tan horn was smashed out, it immediately transformed into a series of bō lines, with almost no substance, and no trace of the axe chisel could be seen. Not even the wind was brought up, but the infiltrating killing intent had swept in.

Ye Mo sighed secretly, if he was still practicing the third layer of qi now, even if he was already at the peak, Yujian, the corner of the pool, could only escape as far as he could. The fact that an innate master is stronger than a ground-level martial artist is not a point or two at all, and this difference is even greater than the difference between the ground-level and the Xuan-level.

Ye Mo was sure that if it weren't for the fact that he had advanced to the fourth layer of qi training this time, which was much stronger than the previous fourth layer of qi training, he really couldn't help the corner of the pool in front of him, even if he had a flying sword.

But now, in Ye Mo's eyes, Tanjiao was at best just making him a little more troublesome.

A purple light flashed, and the long whip in the corner of the pond had been blocked by Ye Mo's flying sword, and the flying sword and the long whip were under each other, making an ugly sound of grinding teeth. The long whip, which had already been transformed into a bō pattern, immediately became an entity.

With a 'buzz', Tan Jiao's long whip was knocked open by the flying sword, and Tan Jiao himself took a few steps back. Tan Jiao was shocked in his heart, his shadowless whip could only dodge, no one could know where the actual whip was when his shadowless whip came out, but Ye Mo in front of him not only knew, but also struck his whip far away. Even his hand ached faintly.

Tan Jiao stared at the long whip in his hand in a daze, and soon he found that what made him even more unbelievable was that his long whip was full of gaps.

His own long whip was actually damaged, and Tan Jiao stared at the long whip in his hand in almost disbelief. This long whip was made from an extremely rare piece of ore, and even he didn't know what it was. And the long whip added a real deep-sea snake tendon, the snake heard that it will turn into a dragon in some years, although this is a legend, but the snake's tendon is real.

So he loved this long whip like his life, but he didn't expect that in just one round, his long whip was scarred everywhere by Ye Mo's sword, although the traces were not deep, but it was enough for him to feel distressed.

Suddenly, Tan Jiao remembered a terrible thing again, Ye Mo didn't seem to grab his sword with his hand just now, could he not be able to resist the sword? This is a legendary thing, can Ye Mo also do it?

But soon the hatred of the long whip being injured made him stop thinking about anything else, he raised his head and stared at Ye Mo, his eyes were full of resentment, he dared to hurt his own traceless whip.

Ye Mo looked at Tanjiao coldly with an expressionless face, but his mind was on Tanjiao's whip. He was sure that the material used for that whip was the best material, and his True Yuan plus the flying sword could not even cut this long whip, but only cut a few shallow marks on it.

Ye Mo sneered, and once again sacrificed the flying sword, the speed of the flying sword was more than twice as fast as when he was practicing the third layer of qi.

Tanjiao just saw a touch of purple sè, and the purple sè had already come straight to his throat, and Tanjiao was like an ice cave, and he suddenly came to his senses, flying sword, really flying sword. Ye Mo can really kill people with a sword, he has actually reached this realm.

Tan Jiao didn't dare to think about anything at all, the long whip in his hand had already struck out quickly, and the flying sword made a series of crashing sounds again. And he himself was hit by Ye Mo's flying sword and fell backwards one after another.

However, Ye Mo's flying sword was as if it was alive, and it was cut at Tanjiao's neck again at an incredible angle, and he actually wanted to behead Tanjiao. …,

Angered Jiāo, Tan Jiao no longer dared to be beaten passively like this, if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be beheaded by a flying sword, or stabbed. He actually jumped up on the spot, didn't even care about the flying sword, but smashed it down with a whip on the head at Ye Mo. He actually had the idea of dying with Ye Mo.

Ye Mo sneered, and flew up like a shadow, appearing dozens of meters away in an instant. His flying sword brought out a cloud of blood mist, spun in a circle, and hovered above Ye Mo's head.

With a "boom", the whip of Tanjiao smashed into the place where Ye Mo was standing just now, and the whip of just one meter actually smashed out a ravine two or three zhang long and nearly three meters deep. But his abdomen had been cut with a deep blood mark by Ye Mo's flying sword. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had leaped a little high just now, Ye Mo's sword would have disemboweled him.

Is it a trick? Ye Mo sneered again, and the flying sword suspended above his head seemed to be getting bigger, and at the same time, it smashed towards the corner of the pool with a sound of tearing the air.

Tanjiao saw the huge purple sè smashing it, and his heart sank to the bottom of the sea. At this time, he realized that it was not all of Ye Mo's strength just now, and this Ye Mo was really too frightened. Not only is he no match for him, but he is far from him.

But no matter what Tan Jiao thought, Ye Mo's flying sword had already been chopped down like a huge mén board. Tan Jiao gathered the internal qi of his whole body, lifted the long whip and smashed it at the purple sè in the same way.

"Bang ......"

"Boom ......"

The shadowless whip in Tanjiao was directly cut off, and his body was knocked out by the huge explosive force and gravel more than ten zhang away, and the place where he was standing just now had been smashed out of a deep ditch five or six zhang long by Ye Mo's flying sword.

The corner of the pool fell far away, falling on the gravel and spitting blood, if it wasn't for his shadowless whip blocking Ye Mo's sword just now, he would have been a corpse now.

Ye Mo beckoned, and the flying sword fell into his hand. He glanced at Tanjiao coldly, and walked over slowly, already knowing in his heart that although the innate master was good, he was not his opponent yet. However, he also knew that this Tanjiao should not be considered powerful among the innate masters, and maybe he would only be promoted soon.

Looking at Ye Mo who was coming slowly, Tan Jiao's heart was like ashes, he didn't expect that his innate cultivation was not Ye Mo's opponent. Although his innate has not yet been fully consolidated, his cultivation has reached this point, and he already has a strong self-confidence, and in his eyes, everyone else is an ant. Only now did he understand who the ants were.

(Today's update is coming, let's smash the monthly pass, this month's monthly pass competition is too jī fierce, and the position of the old five is in jeopardy, but we believe that as long as it breaks out, there will be a monthly pass, aren't you?) Isn't it? ）

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