Chapter 173

In the room, the little Lord looked at Wen Qing in surprise and said, "it's really unexpected. I didn't expect that you, an ordinary person, have this level of body protection magic weapon!"

"If I hadn't been in the real spiritual realm, I'm afraid I would not have been able to break your defense. Now I understand why those people outside are so nervous about you

Wen Qing looks at the little master in horror. She is even more shocked by the jade pendant that Chen Mo gave her. She finally understands why Chen Mo repeatedly told her to wear it close to her body, and she can't leave for a moment.

It was such an ordinary jade pendant that blocked the young master for half an hour.

The young master gave a bad smile, and his eyes were burning with light: "now, I see who can save you!"

Wen Qing closed her eyes and said, "even if I die, I can't be insulted by him!"

"See you in the next life, little mo!"

I don't know why, when facing death, the first person Wen Qing thought of was not Li Sufang, who was most kind to her, but Chen mo.

Wen Qing bumps into the wall and wants to commit suicide.

But the little master was faster than her, and her figure flashed in front of Wen Qing. On the contrary, Wen Qing bumped into the little master's arms.

"Oh, if the little beauty takes the initiative to throw herself in her arms, then I won't be respectful. Ha ha ha

Yan Qingcheng's face is cold. She grabs the bench from the side and smashes it at the little Lord.

Little master waved, hard solid wood bench crash, sawdust flying, little master is harmless.

"Hey, little beauty, don't worry. Wait a minute, it's your turn."

At the moment, Chen Mo's position of sensing the breath of the jade pendant is coming quickly.

Along the way, Chen Mo didn't care about the shock of the world, and his speed broke out with all his strength. Passers-by only felt a flash of darkness in front of him, and he couldn't catch anything.

In the room, master Shao points to Wen Qing's and Yan Qingcheng's acupoints and puts Wen Qing on the bed

All of a sudden, a sense of crisis hit, a piercing scream came down from the sky, and a golden light burst in from the outside of the window.

Bang!

The young master dodged and waved his fist to fly the golden light.

Although the golden light was shaken back by him, one of his hands was also shaken and numb, and his face was full of horror!

"Who dares to attack my grandfather?"

Little Lord looked out of the window, looking alert, but no one answered him.

Wen Qing's eyes rekindled hope, and tears of humiliation ran down Ruyu's cheek.

At the moment, Chen Mo is still a few miles away. He can only attach a touch of spiritual knowledge to the sky chopping sword to explore Wen Qing's condition first.

Just at the critical moment, Chen Mo's imperial envoy, the chopping sword, launched an attack on the little Lord. But because of the distance, the power of the chopping sword was greatly reduced and was easily blocked by the little Lord.

"The legendary top sword immortal, a sword can take a person's head thousands of miles away. With my current cultivation, the distance is the limit."

Chen Mo is a little depressed and has a great desire to recover his strength as soon as possible.

However, this is enough. The potential crisis has not been solved, and the little patriarch has no time to hurt Wen Qing.

This time, enough Chen Mo arrived to rescue Wen Qing two people.

"Who is it? Come out! Fight three hundred rounds with my grandfather The young master looks around in disbelief. Although he has reached the true spiritual realm, which is equivalent to the master of martial arts, he can't find Chen Mo several miles away.

Chen Mo's speed is faster than that of the high-speed railway. It's miles away, and it's finished in less than a minute.

When Chen Mo's figure broke into the door, the little Lord was shocked: "it's you! You, you are not dead

"How could that be?"

Little Lord is a bit dull. He can't imagine how Chen Mo escaped from that mountain.

He glances at Wen Qing, who is smiling and weeping on the bed, and then at Yan Qingcheng, who is full of anger. Chen Mo's eyes are full of murders.

"I'm going to wipe you out of the world!"

The cold voice contains endless anger. It seems that it is not enough to use the whole world to be buried with.

If Chen Mo comes ten minutes late, even if he destroys the earth, he can't make up for his inner regret.

The young master was afraid. He felt that the boy standing in front of him was not a human being, but a bloodthirsty God!

"Don't do it. You want heroes to save beauty, don't you? I give them to you, and you let me go? " Little Lord shook his hands and said with a smile.

The answer to him was a light cry, and the sky chopping sword suspended three feet above Chen Mo's head with fierce killing intention.

It seems to feel the anger of the master. The body of the sky chopping sword trembles in the void. It sounds like a dragon chanting, strong and weak, like a monster eager to drink blood.

The little Lord realized that Chen Mo would not let him go and was ready to put all his eggs in one basket. Body shape a flash, came to the bedside, a hand to grasp Wen Qingru jade neck.

"Boy, let me go, or I'll kill you..."

Before he finished speaking, the young master suddenly screamed, "ah!"

A touch of golden light quickly crossed the little Lord's arm and reached out to Wen Qing. With a blood sword, one arm was cut off.

"What kind of magic weapon is this! Why is it so powerful? "

The little Lord looks at Chen Mo in horror and wants to control Wen Qing, but the other hand doesn't dare to stretch out.

Chen mogang's sword was too fast for him to react.

"You don't deserve to know!"

Brush!

Another sword, the other arm of the young master was cut off.

In front of Chen Mo, the powerful master has no power to fight back.

"Ah

The young master let out a scream and fell on his knees: "master, please forgive me! I am willing to submit to the master and offer all my property. Please spare my life

Chen Mo's eyes were red with blood, and his voice was cold to the bone: "excuse me? Hum, I will destroy you both in form and spirit

Sanwei zhenhuo was released again, and the little Lord was surrounded by the fire, and he roared in horror.

"What fire is this? Why can burn my soul! Master, spare your life

The little Lord turns to ashes, and Chen Mo unties the acupoints on Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng.

"Sister Wen, you are suffering!"

Chen Mo's face is full of guilt and his voice is low and gentle.

Wen Qing suddenly hugs Chen Mo and starts to cry. She hasn't shed a single tear after being imprisoned by the young patriarch for so many days. However, when she sees Chen mo after she is rescued, she is bursting with tears.

Yan Qingcheng has a smile on her beautiful face, her eyes are also slightly red, and she sighs for the rest of her life.

"Sister Wen, don't cry. Let me take it out for you!"

Chen Mo holds Wen Qing up, and his killing intention is not reduced. He takes Wen Qing in one hand and Yan Qingcheng in the other, and strides out of the city.

"Who is it?"

Two young gatekeepers gave a cold drink and rushed up immediately.

Ah!

Chen Mo's eyes are shining, and his spiritual power comes out of his body. They scream, and their heads are different.

"Enemy attack

Someone yelled, and immediately, the four families under the little Lord came out and killed Chen mo.

Chen Mo holds Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng in both hands, and a sea of corpses appears in his eyes. All the places he passes along the way are different from each other.

In front of Chen Mo, there is no difference between the inner martial arts and ordinary people.

From the guest room to the hall, the courtyard is full of blood, and the four family heads who are discussing business are all shocked.

Yan Qingcheng and Wen Qing are horrified. Chen Muru is the same God of killing. Everything in front of them has completely subverted their cognition.