Retrograde fairy way

"噗嗤" could no longer bear the heavy blows that came one after another, Wang Mo spit out a mouthful of blood again, his green robe had already been turned into flying ash by the fiery vitality palm, if it wasn't for the blue scale armor protecting his body, his body would be , I am afraid it is not much better.

And the mask magic weapon on his face, when he was avoiding Li Batian's giant palm, was unable to dodge in time, and was wiped off, revealing his true face.

Seeing Wang Mo with such a face, Li Batian finally understood why Zhuliantang's forces in the Great Xia Empire could not find him in the past three years. Even if some forces obstructed him, it would not delay for so long.

Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Li Batian, although the pain in the chest was extremely painful, but it could not make him succumb to it, Wang Mo knew that the more unbearable he was, the more excited he was about convenience.

Li Batian was quite displeased with Wang Mo's indifferent eyes. He expected that the other party would end up in such a way that he should howl miserably and beg for mercy on his knees. Then he would kill him in the despair of the other party, so as to satisfy his heart. Hatred for Wang Mo.

However, Wang Mo neither cried out, nor begged for mercy, nor even had the most basic fear, which made Li Batian quite annoyed, just when Li Batian was thinking about whether to focus on the next step, he took this opportunity to pause However, Wang Mo, who had no chance, made a move.

I saw Wang Mo quickly took out a jade bottle, poured the contents into his mouth, and inserted dozens of black needles into various parts of his body. It looks like it is contending with Li Batian.

Although it was just a trance, Wang Mo took this opportunity to complete a few movements quickly, and stimulated the body's vital points and potential.

This move was not made by Wang Mo because he wanted to take advantage of it to compete with Li Batian. From the previous fights, as soon as he came into contact with him, Wang Mo knew that he was far from Li Batian's opponent.

Wang Mo just wanted to get out of the battle quickly while arousing his true energy, so as to plan for the future!

"It's time to go!" After all this was done, Wang Mo stared indifferently at Li Batian who had come back to his senses, stretched out his hand and quickly made a tactic, the Mo Cang sword suddenly radiated brilliance, and jumped up.

Li Batian looked at Wang Mo's actions indifferently, but he didn't intend to stop him at all. He said indifferently: "You, don't you want to see those two girls?"

Although it was just an understatement, in Wang Mo's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. The figure who had jumped onto the sword and was about to leave with the sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move any more.

As smart as Wang Mo, he can naturally hear what Li Batian said, and who else can be said by him at this time, except Yang Shan'er and Qin Sulan?

Although he didn't know how Li Batian knew about his relationship with the two women, Wang Mo couldn't just ignore it, even if he couldn't bear the price he paid, he couldn't just leave.

Knowing that it was impossible to be kind at this time, Wang Mo's body flickered, jumped off the Mo Cang sword, and looked at Li Batian coldly again, he knew that since the other party said this, there must be more to come.

Seeing this, Li Batian showed such an expression as expected, as if he was holding the winning ticket. He looked at Wang Mo like a hunter looking at his prey, and said lightly: "I really don't know if you are smart or stupid." How dare you hide in Xia Jing for three years!"

Wang Mo knew very well how dangerous the situation was at this time, the more it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for him, but he had no choice but to entangle with the other party, so he could only say: "The Zhuliantang is nothing but this, it took three years to find it!"

Hearing this, Li Batian smiled instead of anger: "Yes, you are indeed courageous! I admire you a little bit!" Wang Mozhi said, he naturally understood what he meant, but how could he be offended when he was in control of the overall situation?

"Thanks for the compliment!" Wang Mo said indifferently, he didn't say anything, such as Li Ba, the master of the Tiantangtang's Casting Hall, threatened with two women, not afraid of having sex, and other nutritious words.

Wang Modu killed both of his sons. If he could win him over with just a few words, then he would not be able to achieve the position of the master of the Casting Hall, let alone the way of being a father.

When Xia Mingfang saw that Wang Mo was about to leave, he raised his voice anxiously, and saw that Li Batian had just said a word, so he stopped Wang Mo who was about to escape. It seemed that he knew what he didn't know. things.

Although he really wanted to ask, he deeply knew that Li Batian was the most terrifying at this time. He had dealt with Li Batian more or less in Xia Jing for many years, so he naturally knew his temper.

After about a cup of tea, I saw a group of people rushing towards this side of the street on the west side. First, there were six foundation-building monks, followed by a dozen Qi-refining monks with different cultivation levels, and two women inside.

Wang Mo looked around and suddenly found that they were the two daughters Yang Shan'er and Qin Sulan.

"Tell me, who ordered you to kill my son and make things difficult for me?" Li Batian said to Wang Mo again when he saw his subordinates coming.

"No one ordered!" Wang Mo looked at the two women, seeing that they were only slightly injured, he was slightly relieved, but he didn't feel lucky at all. The situation at this time can be said to be the most dangerous time for him in more than ten years. One bad thing is the situation of death. After all, he has no plan to give up the two girls and escape alone.

"No one instigated? Are you a fool? No one backs you up. Do you have the guts to kill my beloved son and intercept my people from the Forging Hall?" Hearing this, Li Batian certainly didn't believe it. At such a young age, how could it be possible to have such a cultivation level if there is no big force behind to support and cultivate it?

Although he knows that Zhuliantang has provoked a lot of enemies in order to complete the mission of the sect, but under his management, Zhuliantang has always acted in secret, and moreover, it does not leave anyone alive, so it will definitely not be the actions of future generations.

"This matter was done by the next person, and has nothing to do with others!" Wang Mo said still indifferently, but his brows were deeply frowned.

"Hehe, very good, it seems that you won't cry when you see the coffin!" Hearing this, Li Batian sneered, but his eyes turned to the group of people who were gradually approaching.

"Is it you? Brother Mo? Is it you?" Although Yang Shan'er's cultivation base was sealed, she had good eyesight, and she saw the green figure surrounded by the city gate from a long distance away.

In her mind, the gentle eyes, the rough hands, the sitting on the wall, the scenes flashed before her eyes, as clear as yesterday, as she got closer, the tears could not stop flowing down.

Seven years of thinking about it like a day, the death of a loved one, the only person who has been thinking about these years, is right in front of my eyes!

"Really you?"

Qin Sulan's cultivation level was also sealed, and she also saw Wang Mo early on. Although it was seven years later, Wang Mo trained to strengthen his body and surpassed his peers in the body. He had already established his shape seven years ago. Seeing you now, you will recognize him naturally.

The two women stared blankly at Wang Mo, with a hundred feelings in their hearts welling up in their hearts!

"It's really touching. Until now, you still refuse to say it?" Li Batian looked at Wang Mo with playful eyes. In his heart, the young man in front of him at this time would definitely show the look he expected. When the time comes, Then he can vent well and suppress the three-year-old anger.

However, Wang Mo's performance once again failed Li Batian's expectations. He still had that faint expression, but the wrinkles between his brows became much deeper.

"Brother Mo, woohoo!" Nearly, Yang Shan'er saw Wang Mo's face clearly, and couldn't bear it anymore, sobbed, and her figure struggled even more.

However, at this time, her cultivation base was sealed, and she was firmly imprisoned in Li Chengfeng's hands, unable to make any progress.

"Niuniu, don't be afraid, Brother Mo will take you away!" Looking at Yang Shan'er who was crying, Wang Mo's heart trembled. The tenderness that had never disappeared for many years, but was suppressed by him all the time, surged to his heart in an instant.

"Be honest, hehe, or I will make you suffer a lot!" Li Chengfeng, who was imprisoning Yang Shan'er, said with a smirk when he saw this.

In the past few years, he has been living in fear all day long, fearing that he will be assassinated at any time. Through the influence of Zhuoliantang, he has already learned that the Zhuo and Chi families have been destroyed, and he is even more terrified all day long.

Therefore, he asked to dismiss Xia Jing's headquarters, preferring to be an errand runner. Although he no longer has a lot of money to fish for like in Jiyang City, he is better at peace of mind.

But at this time, Wang Mo, who saw his face changed drastically, finally felt at ease. Even though his appearance was different from that red figure that appeared in his mind all the time, through the recent investigation of Zhuliantang, he also learned that the person from back then , must be the man in front of him.

But at this time, the situation of the other party, how can he not make him feel refreshed in his heart, the stagnant aura that has accumulated for three years is finally about to disappear!

"How about it, can we talk about it? If I tell you, I will give you a pleasure, let you go on the road together, so that you can take care of me!" Li Batian stared at Wang Mo, and said word by word.

Even though in his heart, he wished to crush him to ashes, and it was hard to dispel the hatred in his heart, but Li Batian believed that there was someone behind Wang Mo, so he talked nonsense for a long time, and did not hesitate to offend Bi Chaozong and arrest the two daughters .

Although Wang Mo was the direct murderer, but in the pain of losing his son, Li Batian wished he could arrest all those involved and torture him for a while. With such an opportunity, how could he let it go?

Therefore, he didn't say anything, as long as Wang Mo said something about the forces behind him, he would let them go together. Under such circumstances, I am afraid that it is impossible to think with your toes.

As the leader of a major force, if he uttered such words, not only would no one agree with them, but it would only make a joke.

"Let them go!" Sensing the meaning of Li Batian's words, Wang Mo pretended to meditate.

"Hehe, you don't seem to have seen the situation clearly, are you qualified to negotiate terms with this deity?" Hearing this, Li Batian's expression darkened.

From the brief confrontation before, the cunning and cunning Li Batian can naturally see what kind of person Wang Mo is. Even in the face of such a dangerous situation, his face does not change, and how can he say what he wants so easily.

With such a close distance, the two girls could naturally hear it, and Yang Shan'er said anxiously: "Brother Mo, hurry up, in the future..."

"Slap!" Before Yang Shan'er could finish speaking, her words were slapped in the face and hit her stomach.

Wang Mo's eyes suddenly shot a cold light, and he looked at the person who did it!

Li Chengfeng was stared at by this gaze, and the fear that had accumulated for a long time could no longer be concealed, his body trembled suddenly, but then he understood, his pale face showed a provocative look, and he reached out again to give Yang Shan'er a loud slap in the face.

"Crack!" "Bitch, scream again! Haha!" Li Chengfeng looked at Wang Mo proudly, and laughed hysterically and wildly, as if to vent.