Chapter 291: One Against Two, the Elder Brother or the Younger Brother?

Xiang Liu had a chance to hide, after all, he had a blood ability that could turn his entire body into a part of the black water, but he would fall into a weak state after using this move.

Unfortunately, he was afraid that Fei Yi would take advantage of his weakness to settle accounts with him.

Unfortunately, he did not use all his strength to dodge and escape when Li Mo took out the hammer, so when he realized it.

It was too late.

Xiang Liu's body just began to melt, and he felt that the air around him was completely solidified, as hard as iron. He had no time to react and used the power of his blood to break the heavy hammer.

The hammer head was rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

Xiang Liu's eyes widened, smelling the breath of death, all his scales stood up, but were scraped like waves by the surging hammer.

It was as if a world had smashed down, and anything that stood in the way would be ruthlessly crushed.

A god-viewing realm, crossing the realm, killing the sixth-grade disaster beast with one blow?

If someone had said this to it before, it would have definitely sneered.

But at this moment.

It believed it.

Boom——

The overwhelming force of Ding Qiankun fell down with a bang, and the force was transmitted from Xiangliu's torso to every inch of its body, exploding into a black blood rain all over the sky.

"Hu..."

Student Li took back the hammer and exhaled a breath of white air.

Mobilizing the power of the world, using the Panjie Meteorite Hammer to perform the Tianfan Hammer, naturally has a greater grasp, but after the hammer, there is no more strength left.

Fortunately, Xiangliu was hesitant because of his suspicion of Feiyi, and he looked down on himself.

It can be said that he didn't use 30% of his skills, and died very aggrieved.

He still has spare energy to deal with another opponent.

I just don't know.

Will the other two sixth-grade disaster beasts have the same idea as Xiangliu and Feiyi? If they also come over, I will have to consider a strategic retreat with Bingtuozi.

Nanguan City is still a long way away, but this is definitely not the first wave of disaster beasts that come to the door.

Now is not the time to fight to the death.

The wind was blowing hard and the black rain was pouring.

The door of the mountain temple was opened with a clattering sound.

The girl holding the sword had her black hair flying. Seeing the back figure not far away standing still, she let go of the sword and her eyes calmed down.

There were warriors who deliberately performed in front of her.

At that time, she didn't even seem to have any childish and ridiculous thoughts, and completely ignored them.

Why now.

But she felt that his stubborn back was a little childish, and a little... handsome?

The two little people on the shoulders of a certain ice cube also changed the content of their argument at this time.

The little man in white said with a smile:

"He will definitely want to hear compliments later. How about we call him brother? No man can resist being called brother. You are so awesome~"

The little man in black still had a cold face and said calmly:

"We are obviously two months older than him. If we call him brother, he will fly to the sky. What if he is more arrogant next time? We have to call him brother and tell him not to be willful next time."

"..."

Ying Bing touched the big-headed doll's head and felt that neither of them was easy to call out.

When the two little men quarreled.

Fei Yi outside had shaken off the smelly black blood on his body.

Hmm?

Xiang Liu... is gone?

Judging from the withered grass and trees on this hilltop, no vegetation may grow for decades. This is not an illusion.

Even if Li Mo, for some reason, has the blood of a real dragon and has been recognized by the Heavenly Jade, he is only a god-observing realm.

But he beat Xiang Liu to death in the blink of an eye.

This is even more magical than having his own son have two heads!

"Just wait!"

Fei Yi's four wings vibrated, blowing out a dry gust of wind, and he wanted to escape.

"Ahem..."

"Hmm?"

Not only did the boy put away the hammer, but he also seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries? That's right, after all, he killed Xiang Liu in a second.

If he called the other two disaster beasts, the Tianwai Divine Jade would be divided among three monsters...

Fei Yi went back and decided to test it first.

It didn't know that it had been hit by the fighting king's secret!

The strongest means to trap the enemy is not a trap, not a grappling technique, but "I can kill back."

Buzz buzz——

Fei Yi snorted.

Soon, sandstorms blew up on the top of the mountain, and the air within a radius of more than ten miles quickly dried up. The mountaintop that had just rained seemed to have no moisture for decades.

Even the warriors in the inner breath realm would be drained of moisture in an instant.

Huh——

"This is very similar to a sword technique I have seen before, because the man was observing Fei Yi's divine will."

Li Mo's skin reflected a black light, and the seven black pills in his dantian locked up his blood and true essence, like a piece of sand and stone standing on dry land.

Without using the power of the world.

How far can he fight against a sixth-grade disaster beast equivalent to an inner realm warrior?

Suddenly, accompanied by a hissing sound, a burning feeling came over him, dragging Li Mo into the arid wasteland and turning him into a dead grass.

Fei Yi looked down at the boy below, his pupils greedy and cautious. He found that the black light on the boy was like a candle in the wind, and it seemed to be about to go out.

He was about to die!

"Roar!"

It finally stopped hesitating, roared, and crushed down with the wind and sand.

So.

The dry wind turned into a curtain, and the hideous and huge snake shadow and the tiny boy cast their fighting figures on it.

Li Mo's aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and every time he was about to run out of energy, he would burst out violently.

As the fight went on, one side gained strength while the other lost strength.

Fei Yi had long lost his initial ferocity, and he was becoming more and more powerless in the fight. After all, every time the boy's "last breath" came, the hammer would hit him, causing his internal organs to shake violently.

The snake blood gradually covered the top of the mountain.

Only the Mountain God Temple was safe and sound.

So.

After a long time.

Fei Yi collapsed to the ground, his pupils were lifeless:

"Aren't you... dying?"

Bang——

A hammer hit the shattered skull, and the force penetrated the earth, causing large spider-web-like cracks. Fei Yi lost his vitality with doubts.

"This time it's real."

Putting away the forty, Li Mo, who was sore and numb all over, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat down on the devastated ground, panting and eyelids fighting.

Just now.

He killed a sixth-grade disaster beast head-on! This record is enough to rank among the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List.

Counting Xiangliu, who was killed by the magic weapon driven by the power of the world, it is even more frightening. I wonder if the influence of Yantian Sect includes Southern Xinjiang....

However, Li Mo had no time to think about those things. Every cell in his body was sending out fatigue signals.

He took the hammer and returned to the only intact mountain tiger temple.

"Bingtuozi, are you okay?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Ah?"

Li Mo was stunned. He asked whether Bingtuozi was ready to change shifts. He really wanted to take a break.

What does "not thought about it" mean?

Bingtuozi's eyes seemed a little complicated and tangled.

"What haven't thought about it?"

"....."

Ying Bing lowered his eyes and looked outside as if nothing had happened, as if he was enjoying the 'wonderful' scenery.

After a long while, she finally spoke:

"Li Mo, you want to hear..."

"Snoring... snore..."

The snoring of Li at this moment is comparable to that of the beautiful teacher.

He slept very deeply, and his handsome face was tired. In the dim light of dusk, he lost some of his childishness and became a little tougher.

Ying Bing was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her mouth curled up with a softness that she herself did not notice.

She brought the futon closer and knelt on it.

She gently lifted his head and placed it on her slender thighs.

Letting him rest well should be more important than praising him, right?

This time, the two little guys, one black and one white, did not come out to quarrel.