Chapter 1088

"Stop it." Lu Bo drinks. Mo Beifeng stops his action decisively, but the blade is still half deep. Zhou Bodong's face becomes extremely painful and his breathing is gradually difficult.

"One last chance, hand over the array layout." Desert north wind cold voice looking at Lu Bo, Mou son once delimited earnest vision.

Lu Bo's heart is not willing, but he still waves to Feng Jinping to hand over the congenital eight trigrams gathering spirit array. Feng Jinping took out the layout plan and walked to the desert north wind.

"This is the array. I hope you will keep your promise“ Feng Jinping said, his palms trembling. The layout of congenitally eight trigrams gathering spirit array is very valuable, but he knows the importance of Zhou Bodong.

After all, treasure is valuable, life is priceless.

Even if Chen Molai is allowed to make a choice, he will give the layout of the congenital eight trigrams gathering spirit array to Mo Beifeng in order to protect Zhou Bodong.

After receiving the layout plan of the congenial eight trigrams gathering spirit array, the wind god in Mobei is very happy. I can't wait to open the drawing to see that the lines inside are like a ghost's amulet.

As a rough man, desert north wind, where can see clearly, face instantly become ugly.

"Are you fooling me?" Mobeifeng stares at Feng Jinping with the intention of fighting.

"No

Feng Jinping's tone is calm and doesn't seem to be lying. In fact, he doesn't mean to lie. When he gets the layout of congenial eight trigrams gathering spirit array on the spot, Feng Jinping will ask Chen Mo some questions.

Chen Mo's intention is to prevent the secret of the array from being leaked. He didn't expect to use it so quickly. When he thought about it, Feng Jinping flashed a look of secretly congratulation.

For a moment, Mo Beifeng said nothing.

He wanted to get the layout of the congenial eight trigrams gathering spirit array and sell it at a high price. I believe that the congenial eight trigrams gathering spirit array will make a lot of money.

But now, Mo Beifeng couldn't see through the array, which made his eyes very gloomy. His eyes crossed the frightening intention of killing. Looking at Feng Jinping, Mo Beifeng asked coldly, "will you arrange this array?"

Feng Jinping nodded. After seeing it, Mo Beifeng continued to say, "it's just right that you surrender to me, and I'll give you resources to make you have food and clothing for the rest of your life."

"No way, I will not submit to you." Feng Jinping did not want to, directly refused to desert north wind.

Since Chen Mo, Feng Jinping has never thought of investing in others.

Seeing that Feng Jinping refused directly, mobeifeng looked a little ugly and looked around. At this moment, everyone in Luofeng town was afraid that mobeifeng would kill them.

Even Kuang Jiamin is worried about her own safety, but she wants to know whether she can hold on to the downwind town. If not, there is no need for Tianbao pavilion to open.

Taking back his eyes, Mobei said in a cold voice, "do you know what it means to refuse me?"

"I want you to follow me. I just need to arrange the array. It's not difficult for you, but I don't understand why you refuse me?"

As soon as mobeifeng finished speaking, Feng Jinping's face was full of vicissitudes, but he showed a very serious look. Facing mobeifeng, he replied strongly: "because I follow Chen Mo, and only he can let me follow. You are not qualified for mobeifeng."

Shh!

When they heard Feng Jinping's words, they were shocked.

Feng Jinping compares Chen Mo with Mo Beifeng. Isn't he afraid of death?

"Who is Chen Mo?" Asked Mo Beifeng.

"It's me!"

In the sky, several figures suddenly appeared. It was Chen Mo and others who came back from the Liuxiang medicine stove. Originally, Chen Mo didn't rush back so quickly, but he had a huge sense of God and found that the town of falling wind was surrounded. Therefore, Chen Mo rushed back to the town of falling wind at full speed.

"Who are you?" Mobeifeng knows that he is going to give Chen mo the upper hand. If Chen Mo really reports his origin, then Chen Mo will be defeated by mobeifeng.

After hearing Mo Beifeng's question, Chen Mo said coldly, "you are my grandson, but I won't be your grandfather."

Many people look at Chen Mo and feel that Chen Mo is too arrogant to say that mobeifeng is his grandson. If mobeifeng's ancestors know about this, they are afraid that they will climb out of the coffin and hunt Chen mo.

At this time, Mo Beifeng's face was very dark. Looking at Chen Mo, his anger rose wildly, and his killing intention poured out. His tone was indifferent and he said: "you are a guy who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. It's very good. Just now others didn't want to submit to me. It's because of your existence that I'm going to kill you."

"Desert north wind, you kill me?" Chen Mo smiles.

"Yes, die for me."

Mo Beifeng immediately throws out his sword and shoots at Chen Mo in the air. The shuttle force is terrible. The blade seems to be able to cut everything and separate the space in two.

As the sword became more and more powerful, countless people looked up, and heavy colors fell from their eyes.

"This guy, once he comes back, offends Mo Beifeng and finds his own way out. He deserves it."

"Mobeifeng has the mid-term strength of Yuanying. This time, he brings hundreds of people. There's no doubt that Chen Mo doesn't know how to avoid the edge, so he's doomed to this disaster."

Knowing that Chen Mo killed the leader of xuesha League was only limited to the local people in Luofeng town. Outsiders didn't know about it, so they thought Chen Mo would die in the hands of Mo Beifeng.

No wonder they think that mobeifeng has been famous for a long time, and there are such big forces as the northern desert sect behind it. Chen Mo is just the master of Luofeng Town, which is far away from mobeifeng.

Boom!

Chen Mo sent it out with his own hand, but the wind was light and the clouds were light, and he couldn't stand the storm. In other people's eyes, Chen Mo was not strong enough to block the saber of desert north wind. However, the next second, something strange happened.

In Chen Mo's hands, the sword turns into powder, and the blade disappears with a breeze. A layer of metal dust is still on everyone's faces.

"Is that your attack?" Chen Mo pats the knife with a smile on his face.

"No... my knife is a third class weapon. How can you break my big knife?"

Mobeifeng's face is unbelievable. Chen Mo is young, thin and far from powerful. But how can Chen Mo break his sword.

Mobeifeng looks puzzled, and the rest of the people are the same. Even Kuang Jiamin is a little surprised. But at this time, Kuang Jiamin's eyes suddenly stop and look at each other with seriousness.

In this moment, serious and Kuang Jiamin's eyes, permeated with ice thousands of miles of cold, let everyone divert their attention, look at serious and Kuang Jiamin.

However, he soon calmed down and turned away from Kuang Jiamin.

The atmosphere is quiet and oppressive.

Mo Beifeng's face changes, and his legs fall to the ground. He knows that he has encountered a hard stubble. Chen Mo's strength is too strong. If he wants to defeat Chen Mo, he needs to rely on his men.

"Chen Mo, I come to Luofeng town. You must know the purpose. Let's cut down on the nonsense. I like Luofeng town. You can either hand it in or fight me to the death."