Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

call out!call out!call out!

They shot towards Chen Mo and Mu Qianqian overwhelmingly.

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Chen Mo's eyes froze slightly, and he felt a strange aura from the ice pick.

But he was right. With a shake of the Underworld Spear in his hand, he saw the dark white flames flowing from the spear rising up, forming a flame shield directly in front of Chen Mo, and the dark white flames were hot.

Chi Chi

Countless black ice cones hit the flame shield critically, making a disappearing sound, and devoured everything that was in front of Chen Mo.

But Mu Qianqian didn't have this strength anymore. Even though she resisted desperately, the black ice pick, which was sharper than a sharp arrow, directly passed through her defense and cut through her robe.

Her snow-white skin was exposed, her foxy oval face was exposed, and there were even two unnoticed, an ice pick directly brushed past her face.

In an instant, a bloodstain was drawn, and the blood flowed out slowly, staining her cheeks red.

A hole pierced her chest, and blood gushed out.

Mu Qianqian clutched her chest, her face turned pale.

"It's you!" The Old Demon Old Ghost obviously recognized the woman's identity, and immediately sneered, "I didn't become the only daughter of Xiang Muyi, but at the age of twenty-eight, she became the King of Fighters, which makes this old man ashamed."

"You were lucky enough to escape that day, but today, you will not be so lucky."

Old Demon Old Ghost flicked his hands, and another dense black icicle condensed around his body, saying: "It seems that Your Excellency is the helper she invited, so let's fall with her!"

After the words fell, the black icicle enveloped again.

"Don't be ashamed!"

If Chen Mo wanted to stand in the way for Mu Qianqian, she would not be injured at all. This was considered as her punishment for running away, and Chen Mo gave her a punishment.

Chen Mo gave a cold cry, the black spear in his hand dissipated, and his hands quickly formed seals.

A huge invisible handprint condensed in front of Chen Mo in an instant.

"Heavenly Emperor Profound Lightning Palm!"

Slapped out with one palm, the black icicles that enveloped him were all wrapped in the huge handprints.

Ding Ding Ding

All the black ice picks hit the invisible handprints, making a crisp sound, not only bounced back, but the invisible handprints also slapped the old ghost with a huge momentum.

"Strange, with such a terrifying power, why does this old man only feel the aura of Dou Wang on your body?" The old devil's brows frowned, his dry palms formed knots, and he shouted sharply : "Bingning Sword Art!"

The sound of drinking fell, and immediately the black ice picks that bounced back quickly condensed together, and in the blink of an eye, they all fused into a pitch-black ice sword that was as wide as an ice meter.

The ice sword took shape, and a burst of chilling air burst out, covering the huge invisible handprint with a layer of ice mist, which was silvery white.

Following the control of Old Demon Old Man's fingers, the sharp tip of the wide and thick ice sword stabbed viciously towards the huge silver handprint.

Bang!

The energy generated by the collision between the two lifted up all the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall, and then shattered them. Mu Qianqian's already weak body became a little crumbling at this moment.

The vigor was sharp, like the edge of a sharpened sword, when it rushed past Mu Qianqian's body, gaps were drawn in his robe, exposing more and more snow-white skin.

Against the background of blood, it showed a kind of coquettish beauty.

She knew that behind Chen Mo was the only safe place in this area, dragging her seriously injured body, she crawled towards Chen Mo's back.

"Crack!"

The thick ice sword couldn't withstand the silver handprint after all. Starting from the tip of the sword, a long crack filled the entire body of the sword, and immediately shattered piece by piece.

The ice flakes that burst out, like a hidden weapon for murder, flew out in all directions.

The first to be affected was the various stone statues of monsters built on the top of the temple. Either their eyes were missing, or half of their bodies were missing.

Fortunately, at this time, Mu Qianqian had already crawled behind Chen Mo, if not, the aftermath of this incident would have caused him to fall on the spot.

Some of the crowd watching below were hit by ice flakes, and they were killed on the spot, causing panic.

Above, after the ice sword was shattered, there was still power left, and it slapped the Old Demon Old Ghost with astonishing force.

A blood-red figure flew straight backwards.

Then put it on the roof of his own palace, and finally stopped.

"Puchi!" A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the old devil's face turned pale. At his dying stage, every time he was injured, he was getting closer to death.

"What level of fighting skill do you have?" Old Demon Old Ghost was horrified, how could he have such terrifying power.

But Chen Mo didn't answer him, but murmured: "As expected of the Seven Star Fighting Sect, I won't die even if I slap the Heavenly Emperor Xuanlei Seal!"

"Take another palm from me!" Without further ado, Chen Mo was about to strike again.

And at this moment, Old Demon Old Ghost said: "If you don't tell your helper to stop, you will never see old thief Mu Yi again."

Hearing this, Mu Qianqian, who was about to fall into a coma due to the flow of blood, was suddenly shaken and said weakly, "Father, is he not dead?"

"Of course he's not dead, the old thief Mu Yi's soul body is still in the old man's hands." Seeing that he could threaten Mu Qianqian, the old devil was overjoyed.