Chapter 321 Who Is the Ant

Zhang Jue and Han Zaixin had just walked out of the Ye Family's compound, only to find Ye Mo standing at the door waiting for them. Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit our zero reading

"Brother Ye Mo, you didn't leave? Are you going to go with us in the car, or?" Zhang Jue looked at Ye Mo standing in front of him and asked in surprise. Deep down in his heart, he didn't want Ye Mo to compete with Tanjiao, because Mr. Tan might have broken through the innate realm, which is a legendary realm. And no matter how powerful Ye Mo is, it is impossible for him to be promoted to innate at this age.

But he can't say such words. As a warrior, if he dare not answer the challenge, it will be difficult for him to continue to improve. Moreover, he also understands Ye Mo's temperament.

Ye Mo smiled slightly, "Brother Zhang, let me take a look at the injury for you. I was eager to kill that old bastard just now, so I forgot about Brother Zhang's injury."

After speaking, Ye Mo grabbed Zhang Jue's wrist, and under the circulation of his true energy, within ten minutes, the slight internal injuries in Zhang Jue's body disappeared without a trace.

"It's really internal energy healing? Ye Mo, what is your cultivation?" Zhang Jue looked at Ye Mo in surprise, and Han Zaixin, who was next to him, also looked at Ye Mo in surprise after hearing Zhang Jue's words. I heard that Xiantian can heal injuries with internal energy, is it true that Ye Mo is already Xiantian?

"I don't know what it's equivalent to now, but when I kill that old man in Tanjiao, we'll talk about it when I come back, Mr. Han, and Zhang Jue, thank you this time." Ye Mo really doesn't know now What kind of cultivation is he, but he is really grateful for Zhang Jue's help. Although Zhang Jue's cultivation is too low, he can't help much, but he can stand up, and Ye Mo has accepted his love.

Zhang Jue smiled a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I didn't help much. Mr. Tan is too good. Sigh..." He thought that compared with Tan Jiao, the skills he had cultivated for decades were like child's play, I was also a little disappointed.

Ye Mo smiled lightly: "His little cultivation is nothing, believe in yourself, you can surpass him soon. When I come back, I will go first."

After finishing speaking, Ye Mo turned around and left, taking a few steps before turning a corner. has disappeared again.

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Ye Mo bid farewell to Zhang Jue and Han Zaixin, and immediately stepped on the flying sword incognito. A few minutes later, he was already standing on Tuo Mountain.

Ten minutes later, Tanjiao's figure appeared in Tuoshan. He looked back, there was nothing behind him, and then he sneered. "I deliberately walked slowly, but I haven't seen anyone yet, saying that you are inherently overestimating..."

But Tan Jiao didn't finish his sentence, his voice stopped abruptly like a duck whose neck was cut off suddenly,

Because he saw Ye Mo standing on the Tuo Mountain and staring at him coldly. Apparently he's been here for a long time.

"You..." Tan Jiao stared blankly at Ye Mo, and the confidence that was still overwhelming just now was shaken. There was a trace of coolness behind him. After he was promoted to Xiantian, his confidence was high in his heart, and he always had a feeling of standing at the top. This feeling made him unable to accept the provocation of a junior. So for Ye Mo's provocation. Deep inside he was furious.

But now he didn't even know when Ye Mo came, but he was walking the shortest distance, but he didn't see Ye Mo passing by him. Even if Ye Mo takes a car, it's only at this speed, and the road from Yanjing to Tuoshan is not easy to drive.

"When did you come?" Tan Jiao asked weakly, his voice dry. He suddenly wondered if what he did was right.

Ye Mo sneered, "You talk a lot of nonsense. Hurry up if you want to do it."

Tan Jiao put aside the question of how Ye Mo came here, and drew out his long whip again. "It doesn't matter if you are faster than me, today I will show you what a real warrior is."

The voice just fell. The long whip at Tanjiao has covered Ye Mo with traces like ripples.

Ye Mo stared at Tanjiao's long whip, and couldn't help secretly praising him. Although Tanjiao was hostile to him, the old guy's whip technique was really not bragging. Before Tanjiao, the most powerful whip master he had ever seen was Idle Taoist, but compared to Tanjiao, Idle Taoist's whip was like a child's plaything.

After the long whip from Tanjiao was smashed out, it immediately turned into a series of ripples, almost without substance, and there were no traces of chiseling. Even the wind didn't catch up, but the killing intent that permeated people had already swept over.

Ye Mo secretly sighed, if he is still at the third level of Qi training, even if he is already at the peak, he can only escape as far as he meets this pool. Innate masters are not one or two points stronger than prefecture-level warriors, and this difference is even greater than the difference between prefecture-level and mysterious-level.

Ye Mo is sure that if he hadn't advanced to the fourth level of Qi training this time, which is much stronger than the previous fourth level of Qi training, he really couldn't do anything about the corner in front of him, even with a flying sword.

But now, in Ye Mo's eyes, Tanjiao only made him more troublesome.

A purple light flashed, and the long whip at the corner of the pool was blocked by Ye Mo's flying sword. When the flying sword and the long whip intersected, there was an unpleasant grinding sound. The long whip that had already turned into a corrugated shape immediately became a solid body.

With a sound of 'buzz', Tanjiao's long whip was knocked away by the flying sword, and Tanjiao himself took a few steps back. Tan Jiao was horrified, his Shadowless Whip could only be avoided, no one could know where the real whip was when he came out, but Ye Mo in front of him not only knew, but also moved his whip far away. Click it. It even made his hands ache from the shock.

Tan Jiao stared at the long whip in his hand in a daze, and soon he found something even more unbelievable, his long whip was full of gaps.

His long whip was actually damaged, Tan Jiao stared at the long whip in his hand almost in disbelief. He made this whip from a piece of extremely rare ore, even though he himself didn't know what kind of ore it was. In addition, a real deep-sea snake's tendon was added to the long whip. It is said that the snake will transform into a dragon in a few years. Although this is a legend, the snake's tendon is real.

So he loves this long whip like his life. He didn't expect his long whip to be scarred by Ye Mo's sword in just one round. Although the marks are not deep, they are enough for him to feel distressed.

Suddenly Tan Jiao remembered a terrible thing again, just now Ye Mo didn't seem to be holding his sword with his hands, could he be able to control the sword? This is something in the legend, could Ye Mo also do it?

But soon the hatred of being hurt by the long whip made him stop thinking about other things, he raised his head and stared at Ye Mo with resentment in his eyes, he dared to hurt his own traceless whip.

Ye Mo looked at Tanjiao expressionlessly, but his mind was on Tanjiao's whip. He was sure that the material used for the whip was of the highest quality. With his real essence and flying sword, he couldn't even cut off the long whip, but only cut a few shallow marks on it.

Ye Mo sneered, and sacrificed the flying sword again. The speed of the flying sword was more than double that of when he was practicing Qi at the third level.

Tanjiao just saw a smear of purple, and the purple was already heading straight for his throat. Tanjiao was like an ice cave, and he suddenly woke up. The flying sword is really a flying sword. Ye Mo really can kill with a sword, he has reached this level.

Tan Jiao didn't dare to think about anything at all, the long whip in his hand had already been struck out quickly, and a series of collision sounds were made with the flying sword again. And he himself was hit by Ye Mo's flying sword and retreated one after another.

But Ye Mo's flying sword cut off Tanjiao's neck again at an inconceivable angle like it was alive, and wanted to decapitate Tanjiao owl.

Frightened and angry, Tan Jiao no longer dared to be beaten passively like this. If this continues, sooner or later he will be decapitated or stabbed by the flying sword owl. He jumped up from the spot, didn't even care about the flying sword, but hit Ye Mo with a whip on the head and smashed it down. He actually wanted to die with Ye Mo.

Ye Mo sneered, flew up like a shadow, and appeared tens of meters away in an instant. His flying sword brought out a cloud of blood mist, turned around and hovered above Ye Mo's head.

With a "boom", the whip from the corner of the pool hit the place where Ye Mo was standing just now, and the whip, which was only one meter short, smashed a gully two or three feet long and nearly three meters deep. However, Ye Mo's flying sword had already left a deep bloodstain on his abdomen. If he hadn't jumped a little high just now, Ye Mo's sword had already cut him open.

Are you kidding me? Ye Mo sneered again, the flying sword suspended above his head seemed to be getting bigger, and at the same time, it smashed towards the corner of the pool with the sound of tearing the air.

Tanjiao saw the huge purple falling, and his heart sank to the bottom of the sea. Only then did he realize that it was not Ye Mo's full strength just now, and Ye Mo was really too scared. He Tanjiao is not only not his opponent, but also far away from him.

But no matter what Tan Jiao thinks, Ye Mo's flying sword has been chopped down like a huge door. Tanjiao gathered all the inner energy in his body, raised his long whip, and smashed it at the purple ball in the same way.

"Boom..."

"boom……"

Tanjiao's Shadowless Whip was cut off directly, and his body was sent flying more than ten feet away by the huge explosive force and gravel. The place where he was standing just now had been smashed out by Ye Mo's flying sword for five or six feet. deep ditch.

The corner of the pool fell far away, fell on the gravel and kept spitting blood. If his shadowless whip hadn't blocked Ye Mojian just now, he would be a corpse now.

Ye Mo beckoned, and the flying sword landed in his hand. He glanced at Tanjiao coldly, and walked over slowly, already knowing in his heart that although the innate master is good, he is not his opponent yet. However, he also knew that Tanjiao was not considered to be very powerful among the innate masters, and he might have just advanced to the next level.

Looking at Ye Mo who was walking slowly, Tan Jiao's heart was ashamed, he didn't expect that his innate cultivation would not be Ye Mo's opponent. Although his innate nature has not been fully consolidated, but at this stage of his cultivation, he already has a strong self-confidence. In his eyes, others are just ants. Only now did he understand who the ants were.

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