Li Batian watched this scene with interest, and in his heart, he was quite looking forward to what Wang Mo would do next?

Looking at Yang Shan'er's rapidly red and swollen cheeks, the blood that slipped from the corners of his mouth, the corners of Wang Mo's eyes couldn't stop beating, his eyes swept over the smug Li Chengfeng again, and the right hand holding Mo Cangjian's sword trembled unprecedentedly.

Three years ago, this person took the lead in the matter of Jiyang City, if it weren't for him and Lan Gupan, Shui Ruohan would not have disappeared until now, and now, he treats Yang Shan'er like this.

Ren is Wang Mo's heart is extremely resolute, and his heart is also excited, and the killing intent skyrockets! In his eyes, bloodshot began to spread!

"You... Should... Death!" Wang Mo looked at Li Chengfeng coldly, and said word by word! The cold killing intent in his words exploded into the surroundings without any concealment at this moment.

Li Chengfeng bore the brunt of the attack, the most uncomfortable, but his already pale face was even more like frost at this time, and he was actually trembling with horror by Wang Mo's eyes, and the long sword that he held in his hand on Yang Shan'er's neck was also shaky.

"Hmph!" Just when Li Chengfeng felt that he was about to lose his support, a faint cold snort resounded throughout the audience, although the sound was not loud, but it made everyone hear it.

The feeling of being like an ice cellar quickly subsided, making everyone present think that it was an illusion!

Just looked at the man standing with a sword in the field, his eyes were red, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"It seems that I need to..."The person who snorted coldly before was Li Batian, seeing this, he naturally wouldn't let Wang Mo exert his power, but before Li Batian finished speaking, he felt a coercion on the other side, and the words that came to his mouth were pressed back into his stomach.

Although this coercion did not make him tremble, he had a feeling of being on a par, so he had to face it squarely, as strong as Li Batian!

"Roar!" Wang Mo let out an angry roar, and rushed towards the opposite side with lightning speed, at this moment, there was no choice but to fight with the other party.

He didn't mention anything about replacing the two daughters by himself, there was a murderous feud between himself and Li Batian, and the other party would inevitably use all means to torture him, and he would definitely not accept such a boring proposal.

Since learning and seeing the two women captured, Wang Mo gave up the idea of leaving, even though it looked a little silly, but he resolutely did it.

In the midst of his heartbeat, a good man stands in the world, doing something and not doing something!

Not to mention, Yang Shan'er is her own life-saving benefactor, just getting along with the mountain village, the simplicity of the old man Yang Li, the simplicity of Niu Niu, and the commensurate brother and sister, have long become Wang Mo's heart, in this lonely world!

Even if he can leave safely now, if Yang Shan'er dies because of this, then he will never want to face his conscience again!

If you can't face your own heart, what face will you have in the world?

Even if he dies hard, he will die without regrets, not to mention, under the desperate effort, it is not that there is no chance to rescue him!

For Qin Sulan, when he saw the two girls appear in Xia Jing, Wang Mo knew that Yang Shan'er appeared here, and there must be a relationship with Qin Sulan, considering the safety of the other party, he did not recognize each other.

Now the situation is dangerous, choose one of the two, and you can only choose to save Yang Shan'er! Wang Mo knows his own ability, let alone save two women, even if he saves one, it is a situation of nine deaths and a life.

"Hum!" After a period of delay, Wang Mo, whose recovery power was already strong, had already recovered almost the true qi consumed, and even had the golden needle puncture point, and under the full explosion, he once again faintly had the power to resist Li Batian.

And in such a situation, as scheming as Li Batian, he didn't expect Wang Mo to act like this! But after all, Li Batian was a strong man in the later stage of foundation building, and his cultivation was far above everyone.

If Wang Mo wants to save people, he must pass his pass, and in this way, Li Batian, who came back to his senses, laughed and said: "Look for death!"

I saw a giant crimson palm the size of a zhang slapping towards Wang Mo who rushed towards him, and Wang Mo seemed to automatically catch up with him under the rapid movement.

"Boom!"

Seeing that he was about to break through Li Batian's first line of defense, but was still blocked by his palm, Wang Mo was secretly anxious in his heart: "I still underestimate this late-stage powerhouse!"

With Wang Mo's hard palm, Wang Mo's body couldn't help but be stunned, and it was this kung fu that Li Batian dodged and intercepted him.

made Wang Mo's plan to take advantage of this to rescue people was completely frustrated, after all, Li Batian's cultivation was there, and with Wang Mo's strength at this time, he was definitely not his opponent.

"Catch it alive!" Li Batian forced Wang Mo back with a palm, and ordered in a cold voice!

Then, the six foundation-building monks who followed all came out of the crowd and rushed towards Wang Mo!

"What should I do?" Looking at the six people who were approaching quickly in front of him, Wang Mo was secretly anxious, his mind was racing, and he was thinking about countermeasures!

But his figure is not slow at all, his divine consciousness cultivation has been emanating, he can see the movements of the six people clearly, he staggered to avoid several rays of qi, and the anxious color in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Although the six people take out one of them casually, they will not be Wang Mo's opponents, but at this time, it is not the time to pay attention to fighting alone, each of them takes out a spiritual weapon, and conjures up six birds and beasts of different shapes, or fanged halberds, and uses their vitality to slash or stab or kill Wang Mo.

The two women looked at the battle of seven people in the field, their eyes were anxious, and they shouted loudly: "Brother Mo, you go quickly!"

Qin Sulan also regretted it in her heart, secretly hating that she shouldn't have used Yang Shan'er, which made Wang Mo fall into a crisis at this time.

At the beginning, Qin Sulan has always been obsessed with the Casting Hall because of the hatred of exterminating the clan, although she was temporarily put down in Wang Mo's liberation in the early years, but with the passage of time, childhood memories gradually came to her heart, and the tragic death of the clan tormented her heart day and night.

Qin Sulan's family education is already good, and he felt his character and potential from Wang Mo's behavior back then, and in the past few years, he guessed from the clues that most of the things in the Casting Hall were done by Wang Mo.

What's more, Yang Shan'er's suspicious expression several times made Qin Sulan concerned about this, after all, after seven years of getting along, she was already familiar with her habits, which made Qin Sulan even more sure that those things must have been done by her.

As the daughter of a family, she also has a deep hatred and hatred, and her scheming is far from being comparable to Yang Shan'er, a little girl who came out of a mountain village.

Qin Sulan, who was blinded by hatred, has an unimaginable obsession with revenge, so she will use all the factors that can be used as much as possible.

But after seven years of getting along, even if there is no emotion, there is gradually a sisterhood between the two, which is also the root cause of Qin Sulan's slow decision to betray Yang Shan'er.

It's just that he didn't expect that the situation was beyond Qin Sulan's imagination, although with many skills, he found some trouble for the Casting Hall.

But the Casting Hall family has a big business, and those troubles are insignificant, just when she was hesitating whether to betray Yang Shan'er in order to lure Wang Mo to take revenge on the Casting Hall, Li Batian led people to destroy the Bichao Sect branch and capture the two!

At this time, everything had exceeded Qin Sulan's imagination, and what made her desperate was that Wang Mo obviously had no way to retreat at this time.

Li Batian looked at the melee of the seven people in the field, a cruel smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently: "Ride the wind, add some material to him!"

"Yes!" Hearing this, Li Chengfeng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood!

"Haha, little bastard, look at it!" Li Chengfeng laughed, raised his head and said loudly to Wang Mo in the field.

As he spoke, he saw him holding a sword on Yang Shan'er's neck with one hand, and reaching out to her chest with the other hand.

"Boom" sounded, Yang Shan'er's purple clothes cracked in response, and suddenly revealed her inner clothes, Li Chengfeng was excited, making the action too violent, and the long sword he held made a blood mark on Yang Shan'er's snow-white neck, and the blood flowed out quickly.

But Yang Shan'er seemed to be unconscious, still looking at the figure fighting in the field stupidly, there was no pain or hatred in her eyes, only a strong touch of affection.

Qin Sulan was on the side, and when she saw such a situation, she immediately shouted angrily: "Beasts, you..."

"Bang!

It's just that before she finished speaking, she was slapped twice in succession by the person she was hostage, and then followed in Yang Shan'er's footsteps!

"Whaha!" "Haha" "It's so white!"

"Not bad, not bad!"

"Lao Li, how does it feel?"

"Delicious!"

"If only I could...? hehe!"

Listening to the obscene words in her ears, Qin Sulan almost fainted, although the Venus in front of her was rising, she couldn't faint, as if she was punished, she was a little unusually sober!

And Yang Shan'er still didn't notice it, looking at the field, her lips were just pouting with blood, moving slightly, as if she was saying something, but no one heard it.

Wang Mo, whose divine consciousness had been emanating, saw this situation in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly cracked, his heart beat for a while, and his body suddenly revealed flaws.

The six foundation-building monks of the Casting Hall, although their divine sense is not as strong as Wang Mo's, they are also a number of strong people, so they naturally see it clearly, and they immediately seize it for a while, and quickly send out a special move to attack Wang Mo's vital point.

The masters competed with each other, and the victory or defeat was in an instant, although Wang Mo's divine sense and strength were above the six people, but he was originally one against six, and he fought with Xia Mingfang, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, one after another, and then he was injured in the hands of Li Batian, a strong man in the late stage of foundation building.

Although, it has many advantageous advantages, but the good tiger can't stand the wolves, and the two fists are hard to beat the four hands, although they can only dodge the three attacks on the side, and they can bear the three gas!

"Boom!"

As the three attacks approached, Wang Mo's body was suddenly bombarded and flew away, and he slid more than ten zhang away before stopping after landing on the ground.

"Wow!poof!poof!poof!" Hit by this, Wang Mo opened his mouth and spit out three mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the dust covered his whole body, only the Mo Cang Sword and the Xuan Turtle Shield were tightly held in his hands, if it weren't for the Xuan Turtle Shield, I am afraid that Wang Mo would have been dead for a long time!

Seeing this situation, the corners of Li Batian's mouth rose slightly, obviously slightly satisfied with Wang Mo's situation, for the murder of the enemy, naturally how miserable and miserable it was, so that he could feel comfortable!

Li Chengfeng was even more excited, looking at Wang Mo who was lying on the ground, vomiting blood, with excitement on his face, he reached out to tear the other half of Yang Shan'er's clothes, so as to destroy Wang Mo's mind.

It's just that no one noticed that Yang Shan'er, who was originally looking at Wang Mo infatuatedly, suddenly grabbed the long sword at her neck, looked at Wang Mo with reluctance and attachment in her eyes, and said hoarsely: "Brother Mo, you go quickly!"

With his head raised horizontally, his snow-white neck slashed across the sharp blade, and blood gushed like a spring.