Chapter 1391

Chen Mo's eyes are full of dignified color. Looking at the fire king controlling the strange fire of heaven and earth, Chen Mo is extremely vigilant. He is ready to fight at any time. With the magic power of the fire king which is different from ordinary people, the flame has a strong breath, let alone his armor comes from the gods. Even Chen Mo's fire body may not be able to match the fire king's fire.

At the moment, the red robe of the fire king dances in the wind, like a God coming out of the fire. His eyebrows are full of arrogant colors. He looks at Chen Mo, and the next second is to rush out with all the strong men of the flame sect. From a distance, it looks like thousands of horses galloping, momentum is like a rainbow, and the flames are rolling towards Chen mo.

"Together." The head of Jianshan gate drank a lot and rushed out with the people of Jianshan.

Their momentum is no less than that of the lieyangzong. They are like countless sharp swords coming out of their scabbards and blooming with terrible sharps. Wherever they go, the swords are surging and the space is shaken by them.

So many sword practitioners attack together. The sword spirit is like clouds. They go up against the current. They work together with the friars of the Lieyang sect. They attack Chen Mo fiercely.

Chen Mo's expression coagulated and said in a cold voice: "Jianshan, the strong sun sect, really don't know whether to die or not. Well, today I'm going to kill and pacify the Xiuzhen world."

The moon sword of dust-free heart breaks away from the palm of his hand. It spins rapidly in Chen Mo's head, and instantly erupts endless brilliance. It forms a holy light between up and down, and constantly resists the sword spirit of Jianshan monks and others. At the same time, Chen Mo's five elements force is suddenly stimulated, just like five colors of divine light. One lift breaks the flame of the burning sun sect, which makes the fire king's face changed and his hands are constantly patted Attack with fire.

For a moment, the scene was furious and rolling, and more than a thousand people dealt with Chen Mo, which was spectacular.

Danqingge is in the crowd. Watching Chen Mo so strong, his face changes.

"Disciple of the Dan clan, give me a hand to kill Chen Mo and avenge my father."

The danzong people immediately killed Chen Mo with all kinds of treasures. The number of people was more than 500. They controlled the furnace. Although the flame was not as strong as the sun sect, it was also extremely terrible.

On the other side, Wudao looked at this scene and waved his hand with the same big hand, "the disciple of the cold building will give me all-out efforts to kill Chen mo. if anyone can take his head, we will reward tens of millions of spirit stones and the post of vice Lord."

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under the heavy money. Compared with Jianshan and lieyangzong, the attack power of danzong people is less than that of Jianshan and lieyangzong. However, with their participation, the momentum of the scene becomes more violent, which seems to be pouring out of the sea.

That mighty momentum, straight up.

Chen Mo has been struggling with the monks of Jianshan and lieyangzong. Facing the encirclement of danzong and hanlou, even though Chen Mo is very powerful, he is helpless at the moment.

The power of the five elements was constantly patted with both hands, which was extremely terrifying. The monks with low accomplishments were constantly killed in Chen Mo's hands, and the bloody smell filled the sky on the spot.

However, the master of Jianshan sect and Wudao were not willing to retreat at all. They took the lead and killed them fiercely, just like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.

Lu Bo looked at this scene, his face slightly changed, and said: "young master, you have to deal with so many people alone. I think we can't just stand by and help."

Lu Bo finished this sentence and looked up at Mu Fengyang and Zhou Bodong. They were seriously injured in the last battle and had no extra fighting power. Wei Mu was the same.

As a result, there are no strong people in Luofeng town who can bear the responsibility. However, Lu Bo is unwilling to watch Chen Mo deal with those people alone, and immediately orders: "all the people will fight with me. I don't believe they can kill the young master."

With the sound of Lu Bo, people in Luofeng town have taken actions one after another. However, they are not powerful enough. They are suppressed by the momentum of the four sides just a few steps away, making it difficult for them to move.

For a while, Luofeng town's face was startled. Even Lu Bo was powerless. Watching Chen Mo kill in the crowd, he could only pray in secret. After all, the combat effectiveness of the major forces has been extremely fierce, and no one can predict the outcome.

Chen Mo takes seven steps against the sky. At the moment when the sword rises and falls, no one can resist it. Soon, a corpse falls down and blood is all over the sky.

Oh!

All of a sudden, the voice of Phoenix singing came from the sky. Liang Feiyun's body was sitting on top of the Phoenix, just like a nine day Xuannu descending to the earth. The whole person was extremely cold and gorgeous. She looked at Chen Mo's fight against so many friars. Her body immediately rose from the sky, holding a blue long sword, and the accompanying Phoenix dropped the Phoenix's flame as soon as it spread its wings.

Whoa!

The Phoenix flame is noble and can refine everything. Countless people are living and dying under the Phoenix flame. The scene suddenly turns into a hell on earth. The damage of Phoenix spreads continuously, which makes the camp of the four forces in disorder.

"Damn, how can Phoenix appear at this time?" The master of Jianshan gate looks at the Phoenix in the sky angrily. Although his cultivation is Yuanying's perfection, it is superior to the Phoenix flame, which is extremely hegemonic and can burn the sky. Life is not worth mentioning in front of the Phoenix flame.

"Master of Jianshan sect, I will deal with the Phoenix flame. You and the others will try to suppress Chen mo."It was the fire king who spoke.

As soon as he saw the Phoenix flame, his eyes flashed with color.

How powerful is the Phoenix flame. If it can be refined, the strength of the fire king will certainly advance by leaps and bounds.

As a result, the Phoenix's hands covered the sky with a terrible fire.

"Phoenix, I want to see who is stronger, your flame or mine. "

the fire king has not forgotten to say a word confidently.

His realm is in the middle of transforming God. It is unfair to deal with Yuanying's perfect Yan Qingcheng. Even in terms of skills, the fire king has the advantage. The big hand print is rolling over the sky, making the Phoenix's scream a little bit heartbreaking.

Between the opening of the mouth, the Phoenix holy fire poured down, and the fire king had a fierce collision.

Just for a moment, the fire of the fire king broke through the flame of the Phoenix, and then came out with all the powers. Under the eyes of the people, the body of the Phoenix was caught by the flame of the fire king.

Oh!

The Phoenix screams, the body can not resist the flame, and is directly wrapped into a group of hot sun by the flame. Faintly, the Phoenix struggles in the flame, and the flame erupts to protect the heart pulse.

But everyone can see that the Phoenix can not resist the fire king's attack.

"The city is falling."

When Chen Mo sees Yan Qingcheng's accident, he immediately controls the Wuchen Xinyue sword and shoots it at her body.

Between the electric light and flint, the moon sword of dust-free heart falls on the top of Yan Qingcheng.

The sword light spread down.

Originally, Yan Qingcheng felt that he was about to die, but the sword light swept in, so that Yan Qingcheng could move and his body suddenly retreated to prevent the fire king from attacking.

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