In the room, Young Sect Master looked at Wen Qing in surprise, and said in amazement: "It's really unexpected. I didn't expect that you, an ordinary person, would have this level of body protection magic weapon!"

"If I hadn't cultivated to the true spiritual realm a long time ago, I am afraid that there would be no way to break the defense of your magic weapon. Now I kind of understand why the people outside are so nervous about you."

Wen Qing looked at Young Sect Master in horror, and what was even more shocked was the jade pendant that Chen Mo gave her. She finally understood why Chen Mo had repeatedly told her to wear it next to her body and could not leave for a moment.

It was such an ordinary jade pendant that actually blocked the Young Sect Master for half an hour.

The Young Sect Master gave a smirk, and the hot light in his eyes rose: "Now, I see who else can come to save you!"

Wen Qing closed her eyes confessing his fate, and her thoughts were ashamed: "Even if I die, I will never be insulted by him!"

"Xiao Mo, see you in the next life!"

For some reason, when facing death, the first person Wen Qing thought of was not Li Sufang, who favored her the most, but Chen Mo.

Wen Qing slammed into the wall and wanted to commit suicide.

However, Young Sect Master was faster than her, and her figure flashed, blocking Wen Qing's front, and Wen Qing slammed into Young Sect Master's arms instead.

"Oh, the little beauty took the initiative to give her a hug, then I would be disrespectful. Hahaha!"

Yan Qingcheng's expression was cold, he grabbed the bench from the side and smashed it at the Young Master.

The Young Sect Master waved his hand, the hard wood bench made a splash of sawdust, but the Young Sect Master was unharmed.

"Hey, little beauty, don't worry, wait a while, it's your turn right away."

At this moment, Chen Mo felt the position of the jade pendant on his body, and was rushing to it quickly.

Along the way, Chen Mo also ignored the shock of the world and exploded with all his speed, passers-by only felt a flash in front of him, and he could not catch anything.

In the room, the young master clicked on the acupoints of the two women, Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng, and put Wen Qing on the bed...

Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck, and a scream fell from the sky, and a golden light burst in from outside the window.

Bang!

Young Sect Master dodged to avoid, waved his hand and flew the golden light.

Although Jin Guang was shocked by him, one of his hands was numb, and his face was full of horror!

"Who is it, dare to attack Grandpa!"

Young Sect Master looked out the window with a look of alert, but no one responded to him.

Hope rekindled in Wen Qing's eyes, tears of humiliation slid down Ruyu's cheeks.

At this moment, Chen Mo was still a few miles away, so he could only use a touch of spiritual knowledge to attach to the Heaven Slashing Sword to first probe Wen Qing's condition.

At the moment of the moment, Chen Mo's Royal Envoy Zhantian Sword launched an attack on Young Sect Master, but due to the distance, the power that Zhantian Sword could exert was greatly reduced and was easily blocked by Young Sect Master.

"The legendary Supreme Sword Immortal, a sword can take a person's head from thousands of miles away. With my current cultivation base, the distance of a few miles is the limit."

Chen Mo was a little frustrated, and he had an immense desire to restore his strength as soon as possible.

However, this is enough, the potential crisis has not been resolved, and the young master has no time to hurt Wen Qing.

During this time, Chen Mo rushed to rescue the two Wen Qing.

"Who is it, there is a seed! Three hundred rounds of war with grandpa!" The Young Sect Master looked around in surprise. Although he had reached the true spiritual realm, he was equivalent to the martial arts master, but he couldn't find Chen Mo a few miles away.

Chen Mo's current speed has surpassed that of the high-speed rail, a few miles away, and he has finished walking in less than a minute.

When Chen Mo's figure broke through the door, the Young Sect Master suddenly became horrified: "It's you! You, you didn't die!"

"how can that be!"

Young Sect Master was a little sluggish, he really couldn't imagine how Chen Mo escaped from under that mountain peak.

Sweeping Wen Qing, who was laughing and crying on the bed, then looked at Yan Qingcheng, who was full of anger, and Chen Mo had murderous intent in his eyes.

"I want to wipe you out of this world!"

The cold voice contained endless anger, and it seemed that it was not enough to use the whole world to bury him.

If Chen Mo was here even ten minutes later, even if he destroyed the earth, he would not be able to make up for his inner regret.

The Young Sect Master was scared, and a trace of fear was born in his heart. He felt that the young man standing in front of him was not a human at all, but a bloodthirsty demon!

"Don't do it, do you want heroes to save the United States? I will give them to you, and you will let me go?" Young Sect Master shook his hands and said with a smile.

The answer to him was a soft cry, and the Heavenly Sword Sword hovered three feet above Chen Mo's head with a fierce killing intent.

As if feeling the master's anger, the sword body of the Heaven Slashing Sword trembled endlessly in the void, with a whisper like a dragon's roar, suddenly strong and weak, like a monster eager to drink blood.

The Young Sect Master realized that Chen Mo would not let him go and prepared to make a desperate move. His figure flashed, and he came to the bed, grabbing Wen Qingruyu's neck with one hand.

"Boy, let me go, or I will kill..."

Before he finished speaking, the Young Sect Master suddenly screamed: "Ah!"

A ray of golden light swiftly passed the arm of Young Sect Master who stretched out towards Wen Qing.

"This, what kind of magic weapon is this! Why is it so powerful?"

Young Sect Master looked at Chen Mo in horror, trying to control Wen Qing, but he dared not stretch out his other hand.

Chen Mo's sword just now was too fast, and it was too fast for him to react.

"You don't deserve to know!"

brush!

With another sword, Young Sect Master's other arm was also neatly cut off.

The powerhouse of the Grandmaster Realm had no power to fight back in front of Chen Mo, who was condensed fourfold.

"what!"

The Young Master let out a scream, and knelt on his knees suddenly: "Master, please forgive me! I am willing to surrender to the Master and dedicate all my wealth, please forgive me!"

Chen Mo's eyes were blood red, and his voice was icy cold: "Spare you? Humph, I want you to die!"

The real fire of the three flavors was released again, and the Young Sect Master was surrounded by flames and let out a horrified roar.

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

The young master turned to ashes, and Chen Mo unlocked the acupuncture points on Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng.

"Sister Wen, you have suffered!"

Chen Mo was full of guilt, and his voice was low and gentle.

Wen Qing hugged Chen Mo abruptly and burst into tears. After being imprisoned by the Young Sect Master for so many days, she did not shed a single tear, but the moment she saw Chen Mo after being saved, tears flowed like a stream.

A smile appeared on Yan Qingcheng's beautiful face, his eyes flushed slightly, and the sigh of the rest of his life in his heart.

"Sister Wen, don't cry first, watch me vent my anger for you!"

Chen Mo lifted Wen Qing up, with the killing intent in his eyes, holding Wen Qing with one hand and Yan Qingcheng with the other, striding out.

"who!"

The two gatekeepers let out a cold cry and rushed up immediately.

what!

Chen Mo's eyes flashed, spiritual power came out, the two screamed, and their heads were in different places.

"Enemy attack!"

Someone yelled, and immediately, the four major families under the Young Sect Master came out and killed Chen Mo.

Chen Mo held Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng with both hands, and a sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood appeared in his eyes.

In front of Chen Mo, the inner martial artist was no different from ordinary people.

From the guest room to the lobby, blood was flowing in the courtyard, and the four major family heads who were discussing were all shaking.

Yan Qingcheng and Wen Qing were full of horror, Chen Mo was like the same killing god, everything in front of them had completely subverted their cognition.