"Hmph!" With this severe pain, Yu Chengwei seemed to have come to his senses, and when he saw countless fire dragon wind blades sweeping towards him, he didn't care about anything else, slapped the storage bag on his waist, and sacrificed a copper bell that was not too red.

A burst of light flashed, and the copper bell instantly expanded, emitting a translucent cover to protect it.

Ping Pong roared, and countless low-level spells came to the sky, stirring up dust in the sky, as if the sky had collapsed.

"Wow, junior, I won't let you go!" Rao counted Yu Chengwei, as a Sect Master of Jiedan, suddenly made a heavy blow under the serious injury, and the injury was affected by the shock of his heart, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out.

Yu Chengwei stared at the two of them with a look of resentment, as a Sect Master of Jiedan, not to mention that he was rampant in the cultivation world on weekdays, he was also a figure with a head and a face in this area, when had he been so humiliated?

What's more, he was still passed on by two juniors who built the foundation and cultivated, so he didn't need to cultivate any immortals or find immortality, and he directly found a piece of land to bury himself.

Looking at Yu Chengwei's hideous face, Wang Mo's face changed uncertainly, and finally as if he had made up his mind, he stomped hard to the ground with a flick of his wrist and heavy sword, and a deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground in the rumbling sound, and Wang Mo's body burst into the air, slashing straight into the dust and mist.

His divine sense has been observing Yu Chengwei's situation, although the bronze bell-like defensive treasure is not a magic weapon, but it is a top-level spiritual weapon, which is even more powerful under the infusion of Chengwei's vitality.

If he was allowed to breathe his breath, it would be difficult for him to escape the pursuit of a Jiedan Grandmaster this time, even if he was seriously injured.

Gu Bu didn't want to expose his back to Pang Tuli to attack, Wang Mo believed that Pang Tuli would not be able to see the situation clearly, so he kept hitting the copper bell with the imperial envoy Bright Golden Cone on the one hand, and slashed its body with a heavy sword on the other.

Its own thunder system true element, the damage to the divine sense is the most powerful, Wang Mo believes that as long as the heavy sword hits the copper bell body, it is enough to make Yu Chengwei, the imperial envoy of the copper bell, fall into a temporary loss of consciousness again.

Don't underestimate this short moment, it is enough to affect the overall situation in the battle, Wang Mo does not expect to seriously injure him with one blow, after all, the other party is a Sect Master, and the difference is a big realm, not ordinary foreign objects are enough to make up for it.

"Boom!"

The heavy sword was wrapped in the cold wind, destroying the withering and decaying like slashing straight towards the copper bell.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yu Chengwei's mouth, and he secretly thought in his heart how to soak the two of them when he came to his senses, in his opinion, the two of them were only in the middle and early stages of foundation building, how could they break through the top defensive spirit weapon of his imperial envoy?

But in the next scene, Yu Chengwei didn't have time to play proudly, but he fell into a short period of dizziness again, and a tingling pain came from his consciousness, so that he didn't even have time to prepare.

"Poof!"

With all his strength, Wang Mo was also reversed by the powerful force of the shock, and he took more than a dozen steps backwards on the ground one after another, and each step stepped out of a deep pit on the rock.

Wang Mo's whole body was full of qi and blood, and his chest was full of breath, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Yu Chengwei's situation at this time, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly, he bet right, Pang Tuli did not shoot at him at this time, but took advantage of Yu Chengwei's distraction, and quickly threw out several disposable round ball magic weapons.

changed his previous submissive appearance, and his fat cheeks were full of hideous color, which can be described as arrogant.

In the rumbling, Cheng Wei's figure was once again drowned.

Wang Mo was not idle, the imperial envoy golden cone flew up and down, this is the best time to break the copper bell, how can he relax!

The crunching sound from time to time was like ice that was about to burst at any time, and the two of them could be said to be going all out at this time, and for a while, the sand and stones in the field were lifted again.

It's not hard to imagine what happened to that bronze bell-shaped defensive spirit weapon!

"Wang Daoyou, don't keep your hands this time, if you give this old thing a chance, we will have to explain it here!" Pang Tuli kept taking out all kinds of disposable explosive treasures from the storage bag, and commanded the banana fan spirit weapon to keep sending out spells, and shouted to Wang Mo with his mouth open.

"I will naturally save it, and I must not let this person leave!" Wang Mo agreed, secretly thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

Pang Tuli seems to be rough and smiling all the way, but in Wang Mo's opinion, he is a smiling tiger, and he will stab him from behind when he can't say it.

It's just that this is not the time to think about this, Wang Mo's cultivation for this battle can be said to be obvious, he has practiced all the way before, he has never paid attention to external things, and when he got the memory of Tang Zhenye, he was forced to leave.

Seeing that Pang Tuli didn't want money and scattered disposable treasures all over the sky, Wang Mo's eyes lit up, and he grabbed a few storage bags from his chest for a while.

There is a unified word 'Lian' printed on it, and after glancing at Pang Tuli, seeing that he didn't pay attention, he quickly hung it on his waist, and took out a large number of talisman seals from it and sprinkled them towards Yu Chengwei.

It lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the two of them spared no effort to drop one-time treasures into the field, and the dust in the sky seemed to cover the sky.

"Whoa!"

The two glanced at each other, panting for a while, hesitating too much to be too riotous, and their divine sense couldn't keep probing, so they stopped their movements at this time and watched the situation inside.

If such a powerful blow could not be inflicted on Yu Chengwei, it could only be said that Sect Master Jiedan was too terrifying, and the two of them were out of luck.

Just when the two of them were lucky, hoping that Chengwei would be seriously injured or even killed directly, the dust and mist flying in the sky suddenly stopped, and then slammed back.

It was as if a violent wind was blowing in the face, and then the pressure of Mount Tai suddenly descended on the top of the two heads.

"Not good!"

Wang Mo snorted secretly, he didn't expect that under such a strong blow, Yu Chengwei would be fine, and he would emit such a terrifying momentum.

Pang Tuli's face was already pale because of excessive consumption, but at this time, it suddenly turned snow-white, how could he not guess in the face of such coercion, it was the coercion of the Sect Master of Jiedan.

At this time, there is no one who can be so coercive than Yu Chengwei, who was beaten by the two of them like a dead dog before.

"Guy, junior, I won't kill you easily!"

In the dust and mist, a terrifying sound of grinding teeth came out, which shows how much Yu Chengwei's resentment towards the two of them at this time has reached!

"Run!"

Before he had time to think about it, Wang Mo suddenly jumped backwards with a sudden force under his feet, although he didn't know what secret method Yu Chengwei used to restore his cultivation, but being able to exert such a coercion was obviously not something he could resist.

Pang Tuli's fat body trembled, and he was about to chase Wang Mo.

At this moment, the clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be pushed away by an invisible hand, and a bright light suddenly appeared!

"Sting!"

A fast and incredible sword, and then flashed in Chengwei's embarrassed figure!

The cloak was scattered, the blue robe was tattered, and the scarlet eyes exuded endless resentment, staring at Pang Tuli, he had a deep memory of this fat man.

If it weren't for the fact that Pang Tuli detonated the Emerald Golden Python and made him suffer a dull loss, how could he have ended up in such a field?

If it weren't for the fact that he had fought to cultivate to the danger of falling, swallowed the elixir, activated the secret method, and paid a promising price, he would have already been blown up by the low-level spells in the sky at this time!

Thinking about coming to the cultivation world, which Jie Dan Grandmaster was forced to such a point by the juniors?

Full of resentment and resentment, Yu Chengwei did not hesitate to kill the two of them here!

Before the magic weapon flying sword was in his body, Pang Tuli felt a tingling pain in his back, and before he had time to think about it, he grabbed the banana fan on his waist, turned over and resisted backwards.

"Poof!"

What made Pang Tuli feel desperate was that the magic weapon flying sword was like cutting tofu, cutting the banana fan in half, and a mouthful of blood arrows spewed out under the huge shock of his heart, and a burst of vitality fluctuations of the defensive spirit weapon on his body suddenly flashed.

With the blocking of the banana fan, the unstoppable blow of the magic weapon flying sword eased slightly, but it still slashed straight at Panturi.

"Bang!

"Wow!"

Ponturi felt a huge force coming, and the defensive spirit clothes on his body clicked and turned into rags, but fortunately, with this block, this terrifying sword was finally neutralized.

The bones rolled for a while, and Pang Tuli was like a ball of meat, swept away by this sword, and struggled to get up several times, but finally fell into the dust, and there was no movement, not knowing life and death.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

With a sword performance, Yu Chengwei let out a strange laugh, and his body automatically galloped forward without wind, without directly killing him, obviously wanting to torture him.

With the painful lesson of entering the sky before, this time Yu Chengwei no longer dared to rely on his cultivation to take off again, and fell twice in a pit, then he was not stupid, but a direct idiot.

At this time, he just wanted to catch Wang Mo who had escaped, and use the most vicious and cruel method he knew to torture the two of them to relieve the hatred in his heart.

There was movement behind him in his ears, and Wang Mo exerted force again under his feet, not that he didn't want to fight the enemy together with Pang Tuli, at this time, the coercion exuded by Yu Chengwei's cultivation, although it was not as terrifying as the Jiedan Grandmaster he had come into contact with, but it far exceeded the powerhouses in the late stage of foundation building.

This kind of cultivation is definitely not something that the two people who have consumed a lot can resist, and turning around to meet the enemy at this time is just sending them to death.

"It's close!"

"Poof!"

A sword light came to his body, instantly bringing up a blood mark on his left shoulder, Wang Mo gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, ignoring the movement coming from behind him.

"Little bastard, this sect will make you regret coming to the world!hehehehe!" Yu Chengwei looked at Wang Mo's eager appearance, and hung behind him for a long time, shooting out a few sword rays from time to time, stabbing Dao blood marks on Wang Mo's body.

Looking at him covered in blood, an indescribable pleasure rose in his heart, like a capillary mouse.

"Bang!"

It's just a few tens of meters away, and Wang Mo can reach it in the blink of an eye in normal times, but after repeated battles, he consumed a lot of blood, and was scratched countless blood marks on his body by Yu Chengwei's flying sword.

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and finally he hit his head in front of the stone gate!

"Whew!"

Wang Mo used all his strength, propped up his body and tried not to fall to the ground, panting and turning around, leaning against the stone gate to look at Yu Chengwei.

"Hey, little bastard, how does it feel like to kill yourself?"

Yu Chengwei slowly paced forward, with a playful expression, as if everything was under control.

"Ahem!" Although Wang Mo was covered with blood, he didn't see the slightest panic, he glanced at Yu Chengwei, who was a little hysterical, and pressed his left hand behind him.