Retrograde fairy way

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

Looking at Yang Shan'er's rapidly red and swollen cheeks and the blood slid from the corner of his mouth, the corners of Wang Mo's eyes couldn't stop twitching, and his eyes once again passed over the proud and ferocious Li Chengfeng, holding the right hand of Mo Cangjian, trembling unprecedentedly.

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

Ren Shi Wang Mo's heart is extremely resolute, and the killing intent in his heart soared after being stimulated!In the eye sockets, bloodshots began to spread!

"You...should...die!" Wang Mo looked at Li Chengfeng coldly, and said every word!The cold killing intent in his words exploded to the surroundings without any concealment at this moment.

Li Chengfeng was the first to bear the brunt, and he was the most uncomfortable. His already pale face was like frost at this time. It was Wang Mo's look that made his whole body tremble with horror. He held the long hair on Yang Shan'er's neck in his hands The sword is also crumbling.

"Hmph!" Just when Li Chengfeng felt that he was about to lose his strength, a faint cold hum resounded throughout the audience. Although the sound was not loud, everyone could hear it.

The feeling of adding to the body like an ice cellar quickly faded away, making all the people present think it was an illusion!

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

"It seems that I have to..." It was Li Batian who snorted before. Seeing this, he naturally wouldn't let Wang Mo show his power. However, before Li Batian finished speaking, he felt the opposite A wave of coercion came to his face, and the words that came out of his mouth were pressed back into his stomach.

Although this coercion would not make him terrified, but he felt that he was evenly matched. Therefore, even if he was as strong as Li Batian, he had to face it squarely!

"Roar!" Wang Mo let out a roar, and rushed towards the opposite side with lightning speed. Under this situation, he had no choice but to fight the opponent.

He didn't mention anything about replacing the two women by himself. He and Li Batian had a feud for murder, and the other party would definitely use all means to torture him, and he would definitely not accept such a boring proposal.

Ever since he learned and saw that the two women were captured, Wang Mo had absolutely no intention of leaving. Even though it seemed a little silly, he did it resolutely.

In his heartbeat, a good man is standing in the world, doing something and not doing something!

Not to mention, Yang Shan'er is his savior, just getting along with the mountain village, Yang Li's simplicity, Niu Niu's simplicity and kindness, brother and sister are compatible, they have already become Wang Mo's heart, one of the sustenance in this lonely world!

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

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

Even if you try your best, you will die without any regrets. What's more, if you try your best, you won't have a chance to rescue him!

As for Qin Sulan, when he saw the two girls appearing in Xia Jing, Wang Mo knew that Yang Shan'er's appearance here must be related to Qin Sulan, and he did not recognize each other because of the safety of the other party.

The situation is dangerous now, if you choose one of the two, you can only choose to save Yang Shan'er!Wang Mo is well aware of his ability, not to mention saving two daughters, even saving one is a near-death situation.

"Om!" After a period of delay, Wang Mo, who has a strong recovery force, has already recovered almost all the consumed zhenqi, and with the golden needle piercing acupoints, under the burst of full force, he has faintly counterbalanced Li again. Overlord's might.

And under such circumstances, even Li Batian, who is as scheming as Li Batian, never expected that Wang Mo would act like this!But after all, Li Batian is a strong man in the late stage of foundation establishment, and his cultivation base is far above everyone else.

If Wang Mo wanted to save people, he had to pass his level. Under such circumstances, Li Batian, who came back to his senses, grinned and said, "Looking for death! Fire Palm!"

I saw a huge crimson palm with a size of one foot slapping towards the rushing Wang Mo, and under the rapid movement, Wang Mo seemed to meet him automatically.

"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: "I still underestimated this late stage powerhouse!"

As Wang Mo took a hard palm, Wang Mo's figure couldn't help but pause, and it was precisely this pause that Li Batian dodged to intercept him.

This made Wang Mo's plan to take advantage of this to rescue people completely in vain. After all, Li Batian's cultivation is there, and with Wang Mo's strength at this time, he is definitely not his opponent.

"Go! Catch the living!" Li Batian forced Wang Mo back with a palm, and ordered in a cold voice!

Then, the next six foundation-building monks all rushed out to Wang Mo!

"What should I do?" Seeing the six people approaching quickly in front of him, Wang Mo was secretly anxious, his mind turned, and he thought about countermeasures!

But his body shape is not slow at all, his spiritual consciousness has been radiating all the time, he can see the movements of the six people clearly, he staggered to avoid several qi lights, and the anxious look in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Although any one of the six would be no match for Wang Mo, this time was not the time to be single-handedly fighting. Each took out their spiritual weapons and transformed into six different shapes of birds and beasts, or fangs and halberds, Run the vitality to attack Wang Mo, beheading, stabbing or teasing.

The two women watched the battle between the seven people in the arena, their eyes filled with anxiety, and they shouted, "Brother Mo, hurry up!"

Qin Sulan also felt regretful in her heart, secretly hated that she should not have intended to take advantage of Yang Shan'er, which made Wang Mo fall into a dangerous situation at this time.

At the beginning, Qin Sulan had always had a grudge against Zhuliantang because of her hatred for the extermination of the clan. Although she temporarily put it aside during Wang Mo's release in the early years, as time passed, childhood memories gradually came to her mind. The tragic death of her clansmen tormented her day and night In his heart, like a ghost, he invited Yang Shan'er here, thinking that when Wang Mo might appear, it would cause friction between Yang Shan'er and the people in Zhuliantang, which just happened to make Wang Mo and Zhuliantang confront each other.

Qin Sulan's family was well educated, and she felt Wang Mo's character and potential from Wang Mo's behavior back then, and even in the past few years, guessed from clues that Wang Mo was mostly responsible for the casting of the Alchemy Hall.

What's more, Yang Shan'er showed suspicious expressions several times, which made Qin Sulan pay attention to this. After all, she has been familiar with her habits for seven years, which made Qin Sulan more sure that those things must be her actions.

As the daughter of an aristocratic family, but also with a deep hatred, her scheming is far from that of Yang Shan'er, a little girl who came out of a mountain village.

Qin Sulan, blinded by hatred, has an unimaginable obsession with revenge, so she will try her best to use all available factors.

But after seven years of getting along, even if there is no relationship, the two of them gradually developed a sisterhood, which is why Qin Sulan has not made up her mind to betray Yang Shan'er.

However, it never occurred to her that the situation was beyond Qin Sulan's imagination, even though she had caused some troubles for Zhuliantang with her many means.

But the Zhuliantang family has a big business, and those troubles are irrelevant. Just when she was hesitating whether to betray Yang Shan'er in order to attract Wang Mo to revenge on Zhuliantang, Li Batian led people to destroy the Bichaozong branch, and sent the two of them together. Catch!

By this time, everything had gone beyond Qin Sulan's imagination, and what made her desperate was that Wang Mo obviously had no way out at this time.

Li Batian looked at the melee of seven people in the field, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "Chengfeng, give him some food!"

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

"Haha, little bastard, watch!" Li Chengfeng laughed, raised his head and said loudly to Wang Mo in the arena.

As he spoke, he saw that he was holding a sword around Yang Shan'er's neck with one hand, and stretching out his other hand towards her chest.

There was a sound of "chuck", and Yang Shan'er's purple clothes were ripped apart, revealing her obscene underwear. Excited, Li Chengfeng moved too violently, and the long sword he held drew a bloodstain on Yang Shan'er's snow-white neck. Blood flowed out quickly.

But Yang Shan'er seemed to be unaware, still staring at the struggling figure in the arena, there was no pain, no hatred in her eyes, only a strong look of nostalgia.

Qin Sulan was on the side, seeing such a situation, she immediately shouted angrily: "Bastards! You..."

"Crack! Chi!!"

However, before she could finish her sentence, the kidnapped person slapped her face twice, and she followed in Yang Shan'er's footsteps!

"Wahhaha!" "Haha" "So white!"

"Not bad!"

"Old Li, how does it feel?"

"Delicious!"

"If I could...? Hehe!"

Listening to obscene words in her ears, Qin Sulan almost fainted. Although the stars were shining in front of her eyes, she couldn't faint. It was as if she was being punished, but she was a little sober!

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

Wang Mo, who has been exuding divine consciousness, saw this situation in his eyes, his eyes were about to burst, his mind was beating, and his figure suddenly showed flaws.

Although the six foundation-building cultivators of Zhuliantang are not as powerful as Wang Mo, they are still very strong. They can see clearly, and they immediately grasped it for a while, and quickly launched a unique move to attack Wang Mo's vital points.

Masters fight, victory or defeat is instant, although Wang Mo's spiritual sense and strength are all higher than the six, but it is one against six. Before that, he fought successively with Xia Mingfang, a mid-stage foundation builder, and then he was injured again. In the hands of Li Batian, a strong man in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Although, he has many advantages, but a good tiger can't stand against a pack of wolves, two fists are no match for four hands, although he dodged three attacks, he can only dodge and sideways his vitals, and forcibly endured three qi rays!

"Boom!"

With the three attacks approaching, Wang Mo's figure was suddenly bombarded and flew, and he slid ten feet away before coming to a stop after landing.

"Wow! Puff! Puff! Puff!" After receiving this heavy blow, Wang Mo spit out three mouthfuls of blood one after another, dust covered his whole body, only the Mo Cang Sword and the Black Tortoise Shield were tightly held in his hands, if not for the Black Tortoise Shield to protect him , I am afraid that Wang Mo has been dead for a long time!

Seeing this situation, the corners of Li Batian's mouth rose slightly, obviously he was a little satisfied with Wang Mo's situation, for killing his son and enemy, it is natural how miserable it is to make him feel at ease!

Li Chengfeng was even more excited, looking at Wang Mo lying on the ground, vomiting blood, with an excited look on his face, he stretched out his hand to tear the other half of Yang Shan'er's clothes, in order to destroy Wang Mo's mind.

However, no one noticed that Yang Shan'er, who was staring at Wang Mo obsessively, suddenly grabbed the long sword at her neck, looked at Wang Mo with reluctance and attachment in her eyes, and said hoarsely, "Brother Mo, hurry up!"

Looking up, the snow-white neck slid across the sharp blade, and blood gushed out like a spring.