Chapter 220 ends

Under such a lasting confrontation between Ji Mo and Ye Wen, all the people were completely restless at this moment. For a moment, Murong Fanying began to move, directly to the other three people, and cooperated with Murong Fanying. Of course, it was Ji Feng.

At this moment, Ji Feng and Murong Fanying cooperated with each other, with a strong momentum, which was directly matched with the top strong men of the other three Ye clans. Such a strong attack directly made the war situation here gradually hot.

The sharpness is exposed, perhaps the best word to describe Ji Mo's state at this moment. Ji Mo slightly, and at this moment, between his hands, there is already a magnificent power slowly condensing out. A powerful long knife gathered from Ji Mo's hands.

This knife, except for Ji Mo, which has always been proud of, what else is there? A divine soldier between heaven and earth, who will compete with this knife? There are several people in the world who can really understand the true meaning of the knife. Under the call of Ji Mo, Yuan Dao began to appear in the hot eyes of everyone here.

And Ye Wen was also seeing the horrible long knife in Ji Mo's hand, the pure golden knife god, and the extremely black sword god. With the long knife god, he was particularly strange and had a trace of breathtaking and terrible momentum.

"The slaughter of the soul."

Ji Mo suddenly roared. At this moment, the strong momentum between heaven and earth all surged out towards Ye Wen. A sharp knife came out in an instant, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged.

With the sharp contraction of Ye Wen's pupils, there was also a black light between his hands, slowly emerging, full of strange colors. At this moment, he suddenly shouted: "The secret skills of the ancient clan, instant life and death."

"Hear."

A crisp sound completely sounded in the sky, drawing a dark light, and a huge dark beam of light directly bombarded the power of Ji Mo.

At this moment, the knife light waved by Ji Mo was completely destroyed and broken. At the moment when the knife light waved by Ji Mo was broken, the dark and evil pillar of light was completely bombarded with Ji Mo's Yuan knife. The collapse of the sky and the earth was not enough to describe the fierceness at this moment. This war is in this ancient city of pearls. , it is going on hotly.

And Ji Mo's body also retreated quickly at this moment. Ye Wen was still frosty, and his feet stood on the tower at the highest point here, looking at the majestic posture of the world, as if he were declaring war on everyone here. The head of the three little kings of the Ye family is not so defeatable. If it is in the real life-and-death war, Ye Wen deserves to be a real peerless cruel man.

Ji Mo retreated to the ground and felt that he seemed to have suffered some trauma in his body at this moment, and in another war circle, Ye Geng, the second figure among the three little kings, would fight with Ji Feng in every punch. Murong Fanying's gun was also extremely strong, but he could reluctantly fight with Ye Neng, and Ye Cui were tied.

At this moment, the decisive battle of the young generation in Zhongzhou mainland is in full swing. Ji Mo came to his senses. At this time, he saw that the proud figure was the place where Ye Wen stood. In the encounter just now, he firmly occupied the upper peak. From here, the name of the three little kings of the Ye clan can be found. , it's true that there are two things.

At this moment, Ji Fu quietly walked into Ji Mo's side, and the spinning axe in his hand was making a "ding-ding" sound under the momentum of his magnificent vitality, like a wind bell swaying freely in the wind and ringing happily.

"Brother Mo, let's deal with that guy together." Ji Fu took a look at Ji Mo and said.

"Can you?" Ji Mo raised a trace of worry.

Ji Fu tapped her head and said, "Brother Mo, kill the soul."

Ji Mo was shocked to see that Ji Fu flew out of the spire of another tower. Ji Mo saw Ji Fu's rapid out, and his figure also flew towards the third spire.

At this moment, Ji Fu, Ji Mo, and Ye Wen stood on the three high spires, forming a situation of three worlds. In their bodies, the magnificent power was quietly rhyming. And Ji Mo, a trace of spiritual power, began to move and quietly entered the spinning axe in his hand. The spinning axe began to tremble sharply and make a whistling sound.

"Wow."

With a roar, Ji Fu came out directly with an axe and drew a beautiful arc in the air. The delicate body, in Ji Mo's eyes, was particularly beautiful. The fairies in the wind were not as dignified and elegant as Fumei at this moment.

"Brother Mo, go out."

Ji Mo heard Ji Fu's soft shout. After this, he carried the axe again. The two of them went one after the other and began to violently bombard them.

"Zunzai."

"The second type of spinning."

......

In Ji Fu's mouth, he began to shout out, and the sharp axe began to shoot out of his hand, but every time it was completely erased by Ye Wen's strange black gas and successfully avoided Ji Fu's attack.

"Ha ha, if one can't beat, there will be two? I'll play with you today." Ye Wen's momentum suddenly closed. After this moment, a powerful momentum burst out, and Ji Mo also supported this moment, slaughtered the soul and began to exert it.

"Wow."

With the appearance of the soul, Ji Mo could feel the sound of the wind scratching his face, which was the terrible invisible power in the spiral axe, which was extremely strange.

"Amazing feather style, slaughter the soul."

Ji Mo shouted and saw the strong spiritual slaughter. In an instant, he fell on Ye Wen's body, and there was even a tendency to continue to invade his brain.

Ye Wen's face was full of horror and an incredible expression. Suddenly, his whole body was full of momentum. The three little kings of the Ye clan were worthy of being the three little kings. With his majestic vitality, he actually completely shocked Ji Mo's soul slaughter. There is no doubt that Jimo's soul slaughter has completely failed.

Ji Mo knew that his soul slaughter did not exert real power, at most half of the power. It's okay to deal with ordinary people, but for some extremely powerful people, it is still a little insufficient. At this moment, he had no choice and shouted, "What a pervert."

Ye Wen came to his senses from horror and looked at Ji Mo, who was still stepping on the top of the tower. He exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost, with a strong look of disbelief.

"The secret of the Ji clan, Jing Yuzai? How can this be possible?

After this, Ye Wen suddenly shouted: "Ye Geng, Ye Neng, Ye Cui, don't fight, withdraw."

Then, the four roars came out. A moment later, they all rushed into a light wheel of Fan Guang here. Obviously, this was the exit of this ancient battlefield. After a moment, the four people of the Ye clan, with six divine seals, all withdrew from the ancient city of pearls.

Although there is no winner or loser in this hegemony competition, all people understand that the winner this time undoubtedly fell on Ji Mo, because he is the only one who has not shown defeat in the face of such a strong as Ye Wen, and this time, almost everyone is not Ye Wen's. Opponent, in this case, Ji Mo did not hesitate to be the first person in the next competition.

And Murong Xue, Murong Xiangqing, and Luqiu wiped out all the people of the Ye family who did not escape, came up directly, and merged with Fan Ying. The people on both sides, as well as some forces of the families that had not died, all withdrew from this ancient battlefield.

The heat here returned to calm again. In the air, there seemed to be a bloody smell left after the fight just now. There was no one, and in the hall outside, Ji Mo, Ji Fu and Ji Feng handed over their fiery spirit seal to the owner of the Murong family, Murong Haoran.

"Now six seals of the gods have fallen into the hands of the Ye people. Presumably they will also get some information from the six spiritual seals. Friends of the Ji clan, you can go back first. When our Murong people have news of welcoming each other, we will definitely inform you."

After hearing the words of the patriarch Murong, Ji Mo and the three gradually left the hall. This time he won the championship of the Zhongzhou hegemony competition. There is no doubt that he became the popular figures of the major families in Zhongzhou this time. May Day is not everyone's dessert, and there is a lot of discussion.

"Fumei, let's go back to the clan this time. For so many years, I don't know what the clan looks like. I'm looking forward to it." Ji Mo then showed a trace of yearning, ignored the eyes of others and continued to walk forward.

"Brother Mo, don't worry, in recent years, the power of the Ji clan is slowly recovering. It should be possible to take back Jingyu City soon. At that time, the world of our Ji clan will come back."

With the gradual silence between the world, Ji Mo and others began to walk to a lake area. Ji Mo found that his appearance was still changed at this moment, so he went to the lake and washed his face. Suddenly, he felt refreshed. His face also returned to his real state again, full of youth. Overflowing posture.

"Brother Mo, to be honest, it still looks good now." Ji Fu couldn't help praising him.

Ji Mo then smiled helplessly and urged, "Okay, let's go. I really want to see what our family is like. I used to want to see my family, but I have never had a chance. Now I finally have a chance. Father, I will definitely fulfill your wish. It is determined to revive the power of our Ji clan.

On the surface of the lake, Ji Mo threw a stone and rippled in circles, which was so angry and had a trace of indescribable beauty.