Chapter 21 Solve together

"Farm, the game continues!"

Just as He Mingzi was about to announce the end of the game, a slightly angry voice suddenly sounded from off the court, and countless eyes full of astonishment swept to the sound source.

Finally, it fell on a 17- or 18-year-old teenager!

"Moer..."

Fang Hong was stunned when he saw the person coming. He gritted his teeth and chose to be silent.

Because he saw a strong sense of war in Wang Mo's resolute eyes!

"Ah, young master, you are here. We can't find you in a few days, but I'm so worried!"

Yu Ning, who hid in the crowd and sweated for the Fang family, immediately ran forward with small steps and said with concern.

Wang Mo smiled faintly: "Ha ha, I'm sorry, I've been closed these days and forgot to tell you."

"Oh..."

After saying that, he turned around, glanced at the people present, stepped on the stage step by step and came to Fang Hong, arched his hand and said, " Grandpa, next, let Moer play!"

Fang Hong stared deeply at Wang Mo and said "OK". He felt that the pressure on his back was heavier.

Moer, you must not do anything wrong!

Without paying attention to the unknown sadness in Fang Hong's eyes, Wang Mo turned to He Xu and He Ying.

He Xu and He Ying were shocked by Wang Mo's sudden words. After they saw his cultivation strength, they all showed a proud look. He Xu squeezed his eyes and said, "Yo, what should I do? A rookie who only refines the four layers of gas, ha, dare to challenge us? Isn't he afraid of being messed up by us and being disabled?

"Hey," He Ying shrugged his shoulders and put on a helpless posture. "I can't help it. There are always some people in the world who think they are dragons and phoenixes among people and red rabbits among horses. They have to hit their heads and break blood to know how humble their strength is and how ridiculous the original idea was."

"Cousin, I think this fool will be handed over to you." Enough sarcasm, He Xu licked his dry lips and said with a smile.

He Ying waved her hand and said a righteous awe-inspiringly, "No, no, you have to give up as a brother, virtuous brother, I'd better give it to you!"

Two people said a word, and I said a word, and I didn't pay attention to the teenager in front of them at all, but seemed to see him as a commodity and pushed him around.

Seeing that the two were so arrogant, Wang Mo sneered at the corners of his mouth and suddenly said, "Since you are so modest and concede, let's go together!"

"What?"

The two were sliding away. Hearing Wang Mo's words, they were shocked. They looked at each other and saw an incredible color in each other's eyes!

off the court, whether it was a disciple of the Fang family or a disciple of the He family, they were all stunned by this. He actually said, let the two go together?

That is a strong hand in the six or seven layers of gas refining. I'm afraid that only the monks in the foundation period can compete with it.

Crazy, this person is absolutely crazy!

For a moment, the idea of this person being a madman came to everyone's mind, and even Fang Cheng, who was recovering from his wounds, was stunned.

He knew that Wang Mo was very strong. Even if he was the strength of the third layer of gas refining at the beginning, he could defeat Fang Hui of the fifth layer of gas refining. But now, he has to deal with the three heroes of the He family on the sixth and seventh levels of gas refining!

"Wang Mo, I still believe you!" After settled down, Fang Cheng clenched his fists.

"Haha, ha ha..."

Opposite Wang Mo, He Xu and He Ying laughed so much that the muscles on their faces twisted together. They heard the biggest joke in the world!

"Do you compare or not?" Wangmora looked down and said gloomyly.

"Compaper, of course!"

The two laughed, turned over and jumped from the stage to the playing field, standing left and right, looking at Wang Mo with a smile. People who didn't know thought they had some basic feelings.

"Cousin, do it first!"

"Well, let's go out first!"

"Idiot!"

Looking coldly at the two "modest" opponents, Wang Mo sneered, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly operated. There was a strong wind under his feet. His left hand pinched the magic formula, and the ancient pattern flying sword was held in his hand and rushed to He Xu, who was closer.

He Xu is the sixth layer of gas refining. If he takes a quick attack, he may be able to defeat it with one blow.

"C cousin, be careful!"

As he spoke, He Ying suddenly felt a flash of light in front of him. When he woke up, he saw that Wang Mo had attacked He Xu's place. The speed was so fast that it was amazing!

However, his reminder was obviously late.

The ancient pattern flying sword was sacrificed by Wang Mo and rotated quickly in the air, with continuous sneering. The hot sunlight shone on it, reflecting a dazzling bright light. The beam of bright light, unbiased, shot into He Xu's eyes.

"Ah!"

He Xu heard He Ying's reminder and wanted to react, but he was shot into his eyes by the cold light of the flying sword. With a little hesitation, the flying sword had already arrived!

"Puff!"

A dull voice suddenly rose, and the ancient flying sword pierced He Xu's left shoulder and penetrated it. The pain made him grin and grunted dullly. A strong wind followed and lifted him out.

With a bang, He Xu fell to the ground heavily and splashed blood on the ground, even more embarrassed than the previous Fang Cheng!

"C cousin!" The sudden scene shocked He Ying. He turned his head and stared at Wang Mo viciously. At this moment, the spiritual power in his body ran at high speed, and his body surface overflowed with a faint blue light!

"Look for death!"

He shouted loudly, and his body suddenly burst out. He pinched the formula of his right hand, and there was a little light on his fingers. He sneered. Three thunder and lightning balls shining with white light leaped on his palm and rotated.

"This is a high-level spell, lightning!"

On the stage, Fang Hong saw the three blazing white flames on He Ying's left hand and suddenly stood up, staring straight at the game on the court.

Spiritual lightning is more powerful than thunderstorm, because it is high-level, and thunderstorm is only medium-level.

Wang Mo frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and was unwilling to show weakness. Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hands and suddenly opened one.

Suddenly, ten palm-sized flames rose and beat at his fingertips, and the people outside the field were shocked to see this.

"Ten flames, how much spiritual power can be used? When will this guy's flame technique be refined to this level?"

"I remember that when I went to the mine cave three years ago, the flame technique was not so powerful! No wonder he dares to challenge the perfect He Ying!" Fang Cheng looked at the flames exerted by Wang Mo above and smiled. His vision was good, and the spiritual mine was promising!

The people of the Fang family looked at the red shining flame bones in Wang Mo's hand and talked about it thoroughly. Even Fang Hong was shocked and touched a pinch of gray beard, as if thinking.

He Ying was shocked and stunned when he saw the ten flames in Wang Mo's hand. He decided to fight quickly. His fingers gently moved, and the three light balls shot out and roared to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo sneered, shot with ten fingers, and at the same time, he ejected ten flames and attacked them up.

"Bang! Bang! "Oh!"

Three consecutive loud noises, three light spheres collided with six flames in mid-air, making a rumble sound. Under the bombardment caused by the impact of the two, the ground sank inward, and a huge deep pit appeared. While the dust flew, the remaining four flames turned the six flames that collided in the middle and went towards He Ying.

At the same time, while controlling the collision between the three flames and the photosphere, he also separated a trace of spiritual power, attached to the four flames, and crossed his index finger to drive the flame to surround He Ying.

With the increase of spiritual power and the improvement of cultivation, the flame technique manipulated by Wang Mo became more and more exquisite. Previously, he only ejected them, but now he can continue to control them.

In the face of the fierce flame, He Ying's face changed slightly. His right hand turned over and four purple-gold beads appeared.

"What is that?"

Before everyone could react, they saw He Ying shouting loudly and pointing her index finger at the purple-black beads.

Suddenly, the four beads immediately emitted thunder and lightning, rushing towards the four red flames.

"Thunder!"

Fang Hong's eyes condensed and made a surprised sound. At the same time, Wang Mo also saw that the other party was using a fierce explosive thunder, but he didn't expect that the other party would have such a thing.

Thunder is not a magic weapon or a rune elixir, but an attack consumable, but it is very lethal.

Wang Mo has never seen Thunder, but from some books, he has still seen some introductions about these consumables such as Thunder. His power is equivalent to the explosive power of three or four flames. At present, there are four thunders, and the explosive power is quite terrible.

Without saying anything, when the other party shouted "explosion", the cloud step formula quickly unfolded and retreated.

"Boom..."

At the moment when he retreated, the violent explosion exploded continuously and resounded in all directions. The powerful explosion power set off gusts of wind and waves. The collision between the red flame and the purple thunder produced a thick purple fog, which instantly filled half of the fighting field and blocked everyone's eyes. At the same time, the violent explosion, The two shallow monks outside the field collapsed on the ground and mourned everywhere.

A wave of thunder aftershocks rolled up and spread to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo was stunned. He had estimated the explosive power of the thunder to the highest point, but it was still miscalculated. Those thunder fluctuations actually involved his side. Fortunately, Wang Mo prepared in advance and did not stop directly to escape to the distance. Therefore, these aftershocks only made his blood roll and did not hurt himself. .

However, just before the smoke and dust dissipated, Wang Mo's left hand and five cold shining silver needles appeared in the palm of his hand!

These silver needles were taken from the tail of the worm in the spiritual mine cave three years ago, and each of them contains a lot of toxins!

A sneer floated from the corners of his mouth. Wang Mo was stimulated by his strength, and five flames rose again at his fingertips, and his fingers popped up!

He Ying stood in the field, full of gray dust. Suddenly, he saw several hot lights, which were five blazing flames.

In the flame, there is still a little cold light flashing.

"Hmm!"

He Ying snorted coldly, a green light flashed, and an extra flying sword appeared in his right hand.

"Go!"

He shouted in a low voice, and the flying sword immediately attacked, but just as he was about to control the flying sword, he only felt a tingling pain in his back and his body was inexplicably paraly paralyzed.