When Ji Biao saw Chu Mo, he rolled up his sleeves and yelled, "Stinky boy, you don't want to live anymore?" Don't kneel down and admit your mistakes!

Chu Mo stared at Ji Biao with a sneer.

This is no longer the case!

There was a hint of indifferent mockery on his face: "Kneel? What is your identity, and you are worthy of me to kneel to you?

"Little bastard, dare to talk to your grandfather Ji Biao like this? I think you're looking for a draw!

Ji Biao's eyebrows raised, and he was immediately furious, and smashed a fist the size of a bowl towards Chu Mo.

Chu Mo snorted coldly, stretched out his fingers and popped out a wisp of soul wind blade, instantly twisting the iron sand fist qi that Ji Biao smashed over into powder.

The Soul Wind Blade is an attack fingering technique that Chu Mo comprehended after comprehending the "Ancient Wind Thunder Finger" that Min Qingchen had taken out before.

Although he had only comprehended the fur, his power was comparable to the full force of an ordinary mid-stage Soul Palace Realm monk.

At this moment, Ji Biao was righteous and indignant, and he didn't pay attention for a while.

By the time he sensed something was wrong and was about to dodge, the Soul Wind Blade had already pierced through his chest.

Poof!

Blood splattered!

Ji Biao fell to the ground in horror.

"Little brute, dare to hurt Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu fought with you!

Ji Biao pounced on Chu Mo like crazy.

But the Soul Wind Blade kept shooting out, constantly piercing through his chest, and in a short time, several large holes were pierced through his chest!

His blood flowed profusely, and his whole body became weaker and weaker, and finally he stopped struggling.

"I'll take your life!"

Chu Mo withdrew the Soul Wind Blade, glanced at Ji Biao coldly, raised his legs and walked forward.

This Ji Biao's cultivation is not low, reaching the level of the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Sea Realm.

It's a pity that Chu Mo has already broken through to the late stage of the Soul Palace Realm, and this kind of cultivation is simply a slap in the face for Chu Mo!

When he walked past Ji Biao, he deliberately stepped on it.

Click

, click, click... Ji Biao's body suddenly turned into countless pieces of meat and scattered on the ground, and there was not even slag left.

"Why be so cruel? Is this the right way?

At this moment, a slightly old voice sounded.

Chu Mo turned his head, only to see an old man with gray hair and fairy bones walking out of the palace slowly.

He was wearing a plain Taoist robe and carrying a handful of dust, which seemed to be not eating fireworks in the world, but in fact, he was a very powerful alchemy master.

This person should be Song Daoran, the palm medicine elder of the Treasure Pavilion!

While Chu Mo was looking at the other party, the other party was also carefully observing Chu Mo.

After a while, the old Taoist priest was slightly stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You are actually a cultivator in the late stage of the Soul Palace Realm!" "

The younger generation is not talented, and he broke through to the late stage of the Soul Palace Realm by luck!"

Chu Mo bowed his hand.

Song Daoran bowed slightly, and said lightly: "If you are so thirsty for killing, your future achievements will be limited, damn it!"

Between the words, Song Daoran suddenly made a move, pointed out, and suddenly an extremely powerful sword gang appeared out of thin air and slashed towards Chu Mo!

That sword gang is extremely fast, and it is here in the blink of an eye!

Chu Mo's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged.

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still half a beat slower than he was still half a beat slow to dodge among the calcium carbide sparks.

His shoulder was slashed by the sword, and his skin suddenly opened.

Drops of scarlet blood dripped down his shoulders, shocking!

Chu Mo sneered and said, "Shameless sneak attack, you are also worthy of being called the right way?"

"How much blood has Ji Biao had on his hands, and how many evils he has done over the years! You wouldn't know that he's your medicine apprentice?

"Song Daoran, don't think that no one knows your details!"

Chu Mo shouted angrily: "That little of yours, as well as the dirty things here, Lao Tzu knows everything!" Today, Lao Tzu is going to kill you here, and sweep away your misfortune for the Qiongming Sword Sect! "

Chu Mo has also learned to be smart, although the villain needs to talk less, but if he wants to kill the sect's Yifeng Elder, he still needs some high-sounding reasons!

Song Daoran is as his name suggests, and he is sanctimonious.

On the surface, he looks like a fairy wind bone, but in fact, his mind is vicious and insidious!

Not only colluded with the demonic forces, brutally tortured the disciples of the Qiongming Sword Sect, but also used all kinds of despicable means to seek benefits.

In the book, he is a small boss!

In the end, Ye Yan discovered his secret and killed him, and he also obtained his three kills from the furnace!

Song Daoran was obsessed with Dan Dao, his cultivation was not high, and he had been stuck in the middle of the Tongshen Realm for many years.

Rao is like this, Chu Mo didn't want to be an enemy at first, because Ye Yan in the book still needed to fight to the death after killing Song Daoran after breaking through the Divine Realm, and he, who had just stabilized in the late stage of the Soul Palace Realm, was even less sure.

But now, he's out of the way!

Since you Song Daoran want to play tricks, then I will accompany you to the end!

I want to see how many tricks you Song Daoran can play!

I'm Chu Mo, it's not a soft persimmon, let it be pinched and rounded!

"Little beast, I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin!"

Song Daoran's eyes narrowed, and there was a cold light in his eyes: "That's good, the old man will fulfill you, let you see and understand, what is the means of the right way!"

Song Daoran pinched the seal in his hand, and strange runes flew around him.

"Ten Thousand Souls Returning to the Element!"

Bang!

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded in the void, and a majestic and vast aura suddenly appeared, enveloping Chu Mo.

"Oh my God, Elder Song has unleashed a forbidden method that has been passed down for a long time!"

"Yes, it is rumored that this secret technique is left behind by a great power in ancient times, and it is extremely powerful! It is said that by performing this technique, you can use the aura of heaven and earth for your own use, and your own strength will skyrocket several times!

"This kid is really looking for death! He dared to argue with Elder Song, wasn't he looking for death? "

Eh, isn't this Chu Mo who just defeated Senior Brother Ye Yan?"

"It's him! I heard that he clicked Senior Brother Ye Yan!

"it, idol! Meet the real person!

"What a pity! Brother Chu Mo is about to enter reincarnation! There

were more and more onlookers, looking at Chu Mo in the field, there were many discussions, and their faces were full of excitement.

Chu Mo smiled coldly and looked at Song Daoran: "Your Ten Thousand Souls Returning Technique is really powerful, but are you sure you can really control the aura between heaven and earth?" "

Ten Thousand Souls Returning to the Element?

I think it's the Soul Sending Technique!

When Chu Mo saw this, he instantly knew that it was stable!

Because Ye Yan was able to kill Song Daoran, it was because of the Ten Thousand Spirits Returning Technique he cast!

Maybe it was because he had just killed Ji Biao with one blow that made Song Dao scared, and he actually used his "killing move" to press the bottom of the box in advance!

As everyone knows, his Ten Thousand Souls Returning Technique has a fatal weakness.

With Song Daoran's current cultivation, he can only temporarily form a "new dantian" in his body to store these spiritual powers, but he can't turn them into his own power.

To put it bluntly, Song Daoran is now just a giant blown up with balloons.

As long as he finds the location of his "new dantian" and directly blows it up, then Song Daoran will immediately become a waste!

And the answer has long been clearly written in the book!

Three inches below the right ribs!

Chu Mo swung the Baguio sword whip and stabbed out like a poisonous snake, heading straight for Song Daoran's right chest.

Boom -

in an instant, his "new dantian" was smashed to pieces.

"it!"

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