My wife is the sect leader

Compared to the Saint Yuan Gu in front of him, Wang Ningshui who killed Feng Xiu and entered the forbidden area is not worth mentioning at all.

Saint Yuan Gu, that was the painstaking effort of half his life.

From the energy released by Liang Mo, An Jing has already noticed that this person's cultivation base is about half-step master level, and he has already got the stone statue, so he doesn't want to entangle with him at all, and goes down the mountain far away.

"Want to go!?"

Liangmo stomped his feet suddenly, and the bluestone slabs under his feet turned into cracks, and his figure turned into black light and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Is this coming after me? Could it be because of the white jade statue?"

When Liang Mo's figure disappeared, An Jing only felt a chill on his back, and quickly performed the "Swinging Nine Heavens Movement".

boom!

A shadow of a fist strikes, hitting directly at the place where An Jing just landed, and suddenly a huge sound strikes, shaking the surroundings.

One punch missed, Naliangmo's expression remained unchanged, and his fists blasted out again, like beating drums.

An Jing retreated again, as if to avoid the edge.

"Who is this person who is not weaker than Wang Ningshui?" Seeing that An Jing avoided his two punches again and again, Liang Mo couldn't help being shocked.

You must know that none of the grandmasters of Dayan River and Lake today have left the mountain, and the half-step masters rarely travel in the rivers and lakes. Some masters of the smallpox realm are the pinnacles. At this time, Wang Ningshui came to Nanhua Mountain. Liang Mo is not weaker than Wang Ningshui's master, how is this not surprising?

An Jing's retreating figure suddenly stopped, and there was a trace of solemnity in the depths of his black eyes.

A golden light surged behind him.

Fanxin sees me!

A black light appeared in front of him, and the figure of Liangmo flashed again, and the shadow of his fist enveloped him like a mountain, as if he wanted to crush him with one blow.

But facing Liangmo's punch, An Jing never flinched.

An Jing's expression was calm, and then he pointed forward a little.

I saw that the two violent and domineering qi energies bombarded together heavily.

boom!

The berserk rays of light swept across the world, as if a scorching sun rose from the place where the two fists collided, and the terrifying air flow shock wave raged, and the ground collapsed layer by layer directly under this impact.

"How is this going?"

"Isn't Liangmo enshrining the cultivation base of a half-step master?"

"There is still someone who can fight against Grandmaster Liang Mo without losing the wind?"

.........

Several masters of the Qisha Sect who followed Liangmo came in a hurry, and they all trembled when they saw this scene.

They stared closely at the center where the Qi machine was raging.

boom!

Qi machine swept across, and the two figures clashed again.

An Jing stepped on the ground with his feet, and every step he took would leave a cave in the ground below, which shows the strength of Na Liangmo.

He retreated dozens of steps like this, and just now he forcibly stabilized his body, a golden Buddha's light surged out, emanating from his back.

"what happened!?"

Wang Ningshui also found that Liang Mo stopped chasing her and went to deal with the ghost swordsman instead, so she couldn't help frowning.

And Liangmo took three steps back, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

The power of the master!

After the confrontation with one move just now, he actually felt a trace of the power of a master.

"Golden bone?"

Liang Mo looked at An Jing, and said indifferently: "If you put down the pair of white jades in your arms, I can pretend that this never happened."

Naturally, he didn't want to let the two people in front of him go, after all, these two people might be accomplices, they might have both entered the forbidden area, but now that the man in black robe is holding Saint Yuan Gu, he is somewhat unable to use his hands and feet.

Wang Ningshui said from the side: "This man is a good friend of Nanman, you can't believe his words."

Liang Mo narrowed his eyes, looking at Wang Ningshui in the distance, his killing intent increased greatly.

An Jing played with the white jade statue in his hand, "This object is not your Nanman's, why did you give it to you?"

Naturally, he didn't believe Liang Mo's words, and besides, there was a blue chance and a blue chance among the two stone statues, how could he give it to the person in front of him.

"In this case, there is nothing to say."

The moment Liangmo's voice fell, the internal force in his body surged like a vast river and lake.

A powerful aura of air flowed from it.

"Your Excellency, will you try to punch me again?!"

Liangmo punched out again, but this time, when his punch roared out, not only the terrifying body was powerful, but what was even more astonishing was the force that rushed out like a mountain torrent. The vast air machine.

It seems to be a torrent that runs through the world, and anything that stands in the way will be completely destroyed.

If Liangmo's punch was hit from the front, he would be seriously injured.

The Qi pierced through the world and was reflected in An Jing's pupils. His expression was quite dignified at this time, but there was no so-called fear in the dignified.

An Jing stretched out his palm, and the Suppressing Evil Sword slashed forward.

boom!boom!

The two figures intertwined, their auras were hardened, and every collision seemed to shake the earth, shaking the sky and the earth.

And below that, all the masters of Qisha Cult looked solemnly at the head-on collision in the sky, and the sweeping impact swept away the surrounding houses and trees.

And in this short time of only tens of breaths, the two figures above the sky had already fought for dozens of rounds.

"This ghost swordsman is really powerful, and this sword skill is beyond my reach."

And Wang Ningshui also saw An Jing's sword power, which should be in the fifth realm, and couldn't help feeling a sigh in his heart.

Watching the confrontation between the two, the expressions of the masters of the Qisha Sect changed drastically, and there was an uproar.

"Who is this man?"

"A master of the half-step master realm is not an unknown generation in the rivers and lakes."

..........

After the two exchanged dozens of rounds of moves, An Jing panted heavily, the arm holding the sword was a little numb, and blood flowed down the tiger's mouth.

Although the Nanman wizard in front of him is not as strong as the half-step master he met in Liumu Mountain Villa, but he is also a half-step master, which put him under great pressure. If it wasn't for the golden bone tempering to perfection, he might have lost a long time ago up.

There was a cold light surging in Liangmo's eyes, as if he had reached the limit of his patience.

The internal force in the body gathered in the various meridians of the body, and at the same time, a huge phantom appeared behind him, and an awe-inspiring domineering energy slowly radiated out, making people frightened.

"Since I came to Dayan, I haven't used my Nanman martial arts anymore." Liang Mo stared at An Jing with bloodthirsty eyes, and said slowly.

An Jing also stared at the phantom behind Liangmo with serious eyes. The sense of oppression is not something ordinary people can feel.

The next moment, the Suppressing Evil Sword moved in his hand.

Nine-character Sword Art!Pro word secret!

That sword surged away, like the water of a wide river, falling from the sky, continuous and endless.

Liang Mo snorted coldly, and punched forward with a fist, the surging punch was extremely powerful, as if it wanted to pierce the air in front of him.

With this punch, everyone present trembled in their hearts.

Even Wang Ningshui in the distance subconsciously took a few steps backwards.

The moment the sword light collided with the strength of the fist, everyone around trembled, and a wave of energy raged towards the surroundings.

An Jing stepped back three steps, for some reason he always felt a little strange.

His eyes passed through the vast wave of energy, looked at Liang Mo in the distance, and found that the corner of the latter's mouth seemed to have a sneer at this time.

Liang Mo's fist slammed out again.

The Art of Soaring Snake!

With this punch, the sky and the earth dimmed instantly, only the huge yellow snake in his hand shot out violently, and the strange sound echoed in the sky.With a punch, a terrifying arrogance swept across the world, and the surging giant snake opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to swallow An Jing.

When this punch came out, even An Jing's heart was shaken violently, and the skin all over his body was tingling.

boom!

The protective energy around An Jing shattered in an instant, obviously deterred by the giant snake rushing towards him.

Liang Mo stared at An Jing indifferently, as if looking at a dying person.

The berserk energy surge directly defeated all the sword lights. In the face of absolute strength, An Jing was still half a step behind the master.

The rest of his strength also hit hard, and he was like a small boat in a storm.

At this time, the bright golden light refracted out, directly removing all the energy.

"What a powerful swordsman!"

Seeing this, Wang Ningshui was surprised. If she had stood where the ghost swordsman was with that punch just now, she would have been seriously injured even if she didn't die.

"Perfect golden bones? Tianwu-level physical training martial arts!?"

When Liang Mo saw this, his heart shook, and then he suddenly felt inexplicable flustered.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

His heart began to beat violently, it was an uncontrollable beating, and the blood in his body also began to flow rapidly.

"How is this going?"

Liangmo bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to calm down.

And below, the people of the Qisha Cult looked terrified, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Behind Liangmo, a huge ferocious snake head emerged, with a pair of triangular eyes emitting a cold light.

The huge snake head is like a small mountain, under the huge body, Liangmo looks so small.

"hiss--!"

Liangmo seemed to have sensed something too, and then turned around to look, completely startled.

All he saw was a snake head with its mouth open rushing towards him, all his vision was blacked out, submerged in the boundless darkness, unable to move.

Liangmo didn't react at all, and was directly swallowed by the huge mouthparts.

The world was silent, only the sound of the thousand-year-old black boa swallowing.

Everyone in the Qisha Sect had a dull expression on their faces, and everyone had been frightened silly for a long time.

Liang Mo, a half-step master, was swallowed by the black boa.

That is a half-step master, there are not many masters in the whole Nanman, but they were buried in the mouth of the black anaconda and became the food of the black anaconda.

An Jing let out a slight breath, and his body fell on the back of the thousand-year-old black boa, turning into a stream of light and heading down the mountain.

It wasn't until the Millennium Black Boa left for a long time that the Qisha Sect people came back to their senses.

"It's... so scary."

"Who is that man?"

"Was that mysterious beast just now?"

"A half-step grandmaster died like this?"

.........

The masters of the Qisha sect swallowed their saliva, each one still immersed in the scene where the strange beast devoured the half-step master just now.

This is really terrible, too appalling.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that a half-step master would have died like this.

With that powerful visual impact, they will never forget what happened today in their lifetime.

"Oh my god, where is it sacred?"

The Great Elder of the Qisha Sect was pale, looking at the distant figure in a daze.