After Tan Yun'ao left Longhu Auction House, he planned to settle the score with Ji Mo.
Kill people, grab treasures by the way, and steal the multi-treasure snake.
After searching for a while, he finally found Ji Mo.
I also heard the conversation between Ji Mo and Tang Xueyi.
"Tan Yun'ao."
Seeing Tan Yun'ao appear, Tang Xueyi was shocked. She didn't even meet her enemy on a narrow road, so she could encounter him like this.
"Originally, when you were at the Longhu Auction House, as long as you offered the multi-treasure snake, I would spare your life. I didn't expect that a bitch like you didn't know how to appreciate it, so I had no choice but to send you to the west."
Tan Yun'ao had a ferocious face, glaring at Ji Mo with murderous intent.
There was no one around anyway, so he didn't have to pretend anymore and just showed his ugly face.
In his eyes, Ji Mo and Tang Xueyi were already lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"You are the beast who hurt Yue'er and took away the Qinglai Qin? A scum like you doesn't deserve to live in this world."
Ji Mo stared at Tan Yun'ao coldly, murderous intent evident in his eyes.
Tang Xueyi pinched Ji Mo's sleeve nervously. Tan Yun'ao was a peak spiritual emperor, so he didn't know if Ji Mo could handle it.
"Tang Xueyi, I am also a compassionate person. If you are sensible enough to be my woman and let me play with you, I will spare your life, otherwise you will die with this bitch."
Tan Yun'ao's greedy gaze fell unabashedly on Tang Xueyi's graceful figure.
"You are shameless and obscene!."
Tang Xueyi gritted her teeth, never expecting that Tan Yun'ao could be so shameless.
"If you don't know what's good, then go die."
Tan Yun'ao strode towards them, his eyes radiating fiercely, like sharp sword rays, and his gaze was suffocating.
Tang Xueyi's cultivation was shallow and she couldn't bear it at all, and her delicate body couldn't stop trembling.
Ji Mo protected her behind him, shielding her from all wind and rain, and the palpitating feeling in Tang Xueyi's heart suddenly disappeared.
Looking at Ji Mo's tall figure, Tang Xueyi felt a sense of security that she had never felt before. Ji Mo was like a big mountain, towering enough to hold up the sky.
"Sure enough, you have some ability. No wonder I dare to be so arrogant. But killing you is no different to me than strangling a bed bug."
Seeing that Ji Mo completely ignored his pressure, Tan Yun'ao showed a hint of astonishment, but he still didn't take Ji Mo seriously at all.
As the Holy Son of Fukong Mountain, a cultivation genius known throughout the Western Region, and a leader of the younger generation, he is invincible as long as he does not encounter a super powerful person in the mortal realm.
He has the means to defeat even a half-step mortal realm, so he has the capital to be arrogant.
Tan Yun'ao suddenly accelerated, the ground where he landed cracked, and the earth shook.
The surrounding buildings were affected and collapsed instantly.
Dust and dust filled the sky, and his whole body turned into a ball of light, appearing in front of Ji Mo in an instant.
"I can get rid of trash like you in one move."
Tan Yun'ao laughed wildly, and his right fist hit Ji Mo's face like a meteor.
However, the next second, the crazy smile on his face condensed, and his face was full of horror.
Ji Mo's fist, which was as fast as lightning, was blocked by Ji Mo and was easily pinched by the opponent.
How is this possible?
The power of this punch was enough to kill an ordinary Emperor Realm expert in an instant, but it failed to cause any harm to Ji Mo.
"Soft and weak, just like this, you still want to kill me with one punch?"
Ji Mo didn't feel any threat at all. This beast was really drained by alcohol and sex, his fists were limp and he didn't have any strength at all.
Tan Yun'ao panicked and tried desperately to withdraw his fist, but his fist did not move at all. Ji Mo's wrist strength was terrifying and unbelievable.
This is simply beyond the scope of human beings!
"You must have injured Yue'er with this hand."
Click...
Ji Mo squeezed it hard and then twisted it.
Tan Yun'ao's entire right arm bones were shattered and turned into a mess of flesh and blood.
"ah……"
Tan Yun'ao's face was twisted in pain, and he let out a shrill wail.
Ji Mo kicked out again. Tan Yun'ao's chest collapsed, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he flew backwards dozens of meters away.
Tang Xueyi covered Cherry's little mouth with both hands, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
Tan Yun'ao, who was at the peak level of the Spiritual Emperor, was completely vulnerable to Ji Mo's hands and had no room for resistance.
How strong is Mr. Ji?
Tan Yun'ao fell heavily to the ground, his body plowing a ditch in the street, his chest was deeply sunk, and his sternum was almost completely broken.
A large amount of blood foam gushed out from his mouth, and his face was filled with shock. He originally thought Ji Mo was a reptile, but he never thought he was actually a giant dragon.
He hurriedly took out various life-saving elixirs from the space ring. He didn't care about the pain in his body and stuffed them all into his mouth. He didn't forget to shout: "Ji Mo, you are dead. If you dare to hurt me, I will not let you go to the floating mountain."
I will let you go. The world is so big and there is no place for you in the Xuanling World."
"I don't know whether I will die or not, but you will burp soon."
Ji Mo walked towards Tan Yun'ao, not afraid of the other party's threat at all.
No matter what the bullshit floating mountain is, Tan Yun'ao's fate is determined by him, even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't save it.
"Do you think you can really kill me?"
After swallowing a large amount of pills, his injuries were under control, and Tan Yun'ao got up from the ground.
when!
He took out a piece of bright yellow imperial armor from the space ring and wore it on his body. At the same time, he also held an imperial weapon in his left hand.
Fortunately, the Holy Son of Fukong Mountain has a lot of money, and he took out two pieces of dream-level equipment at once.
If his right hand had not been destroyed, I might have been able to get one more imperial weapon.
As the Holy Son of Fukong Mountain, Tan Yun'ao was naturally not a loser. He immediately used secret techniques to suppress his injuries and regained his peak combat power in a short time.
Wearing divine armor and holding imperial weapons, he was confident that he could kill even half-step mortals.
"Go to hell."
The imperial weapon in Tan Yun'ao's hand was a nine-section whip. Under his full force, it bloomed with bright light, like a dragon soaring into the sky.
The void shook as the nine-section whip danced, and the strong wind swept across, heading towards Ji Mo to strangle him.
Ji Mo didn't dodge at all. He raised his hand and grabbed the nine-section whip, and then pulled hard, directly tearing the nine-section whip into several pieces.
Tear apart the imperial soldiers with your hands!
Tan Yun'ao's eyes widened, and his eyeballs were about to fall out.
Is this guy still a human?
When he took action, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body at all, and he actually tore an imperial weapon into pieces with the strength of his body alone.
Then under his even more incredible gaze, Ji Mo struck out with his palm, and the imperial armor on his body was filled with cracks and fell to pieces.
Tan Yun'ao's head went blank, and then he felt his body light up. Ji Mo had grabbed him and slammed him to the ground.
A large human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.
Tan Yun'ao felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart, even his internal organs were covered with cracks, and blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose.
He used the Tongming Palm on Yue'er, intending to cause Yue'er's internal organs to fail and die. Unexpectedly, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and now Yue'er will be smashed to death by Ji Mo's internal organs.
"Spare your life. I am willing to return Qing Laiqin and compensate the girl accordingly. I can grant you whatever you want. Please don't kill me."
Tan Yun'ao felt threatened by death, and his former arrogance was gone. He humbly begged for mercy and was willing to agree to any conditions.
"I just want your life."
Ji Mo picked up Tan Yun'ao again and smashed him down with all his strength.