My Cold and Proud President's Wife

"It's my turn next, right?" Chen Mo hastily took a few steps forward and helped Lei Ting who had collapsed on the ground, "But if you want to do it, at least you have to wait until I get my friend settled down." Let’s do it later.”

Seeing Lei Ting's dying state at this time, the Patriarch of the Leng family nodded slightly, but did not put down the spear in his hand.

Chen Mo helped Lei Ting aside, didn't say much, just put him in the corner, told him to sit down, then patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left without hesitation, under his worried eyes In the process, he walked step by step in front of the head of the Leng family.

"At first, I thought you could procrastinate a little longer, but I didn't expect it to be so clean and neat." The Patriarch of the Leng family said with a sneer.

"It's useless for you to delay a little longer if you can compete with a master like you. It's better to come here sooner, die sooner and be reborn sooner." Chen Mo took out the Lingyue Sword that had just been put back, and his fingers came out from the sharp Slashing across the blade, a red line of blood appeared on the edge of Lingyue Sword.

It is strange to say that with the sharpness of Lingyue sword, no matter how much blood it is, it will not stay on the sword for a while, but now the blood flowing out when Chen Mo cut his hand from the blade is like Like sticking to the body of the sword, it exists firmly on the edge of Lingyue Sword.Moreover, this bloodline actually made the sword a little strange out of thin air, as if the sword drank his blood.

Seeing this situation, the head of the Leng family's eyelids twitched a few times, obviously seeing the sword's thirst for blood.But all the blood-drinking weapons that appear in the Saint Yuan Realm are generally demon soldiers in the hands of demons and ghosts.And these monster soldiers are not only sharp, but also because these monster soldiers can devour the power of life, they continue to grow, and these monster soldiers can even evolve their own intelligence.

Therefore, when this kind of weapon is born, many people will scramble for it. After all, a weapon that can evolve is a great help for those who use the weapon.But is the sword in Chen Mo's hand a demon soldier?If not, why is there this blood-drinking trait?If so, who gave it to him?What kind of power is behind him?
"Where did you get this sword?" The head of the Leng family didn't want to cause a big trouble out of thin air. If he really came from a powerful force, in case he accidentally caused something serious to him If the damage is reversed, then that powerful force will definitely find him to avenge him. Even if he has the ability to avoid revenge, his family members do not have such a high level of cultivation.

Thinking of this place, the head of the Leng family suddenly remembered what Chen Mo said to himself not long ago, so he strengthened his inner thoughts and said: "Since this is the case, I can't use too weak strength to deal with you. .”

As soon as the words fell, the holy energy in the surrounding world suddenly surged, like the tide of the sea, rushing into the spear in the hands of the head of the Leng family, and the icy blue light on the spear suddenly became Much brighter.At the same time, six colored rays of light emanated from the body of the head of the Leng family—the head of the Leng family was indeed a sixth-level cultivator.

Chen Mo clearly saw that among the six colored rays of light, the ice-blue light accounted for the vast majority, and this light was connected with the spear in the hands of the Patriarch of the Leng family, as if forming an ice-colored ray completely composed of pure ice. Chen Mo is no stranger to this familiar exercise method of the bridge built by Sheng Yuanli.It's just that the power of the exercise this time is several times that of Leng Hanyun's exercise.

And under the radiance of this light, the holy energy that was supposed to be in a gaseous state turned out to be vaguely viscous.Unexpectedly, this method of exercise can not only maximize the power of one attribute, but also temporarily convert and compress the surrounding non-attributed holy energy.

The surrounding scenery became a little distorted because of his luck, and Chen Mo could see that this distortion did not distort the light, but directly distorted the space.

Seeing this form, Chen Mo also let go of the hand that held Lingyue Sword directly, and only held Lingyue Sword in his hands through the air through the manipulation of the Holy Yuan Power - this was something he only discovered not long ago A small trick, not only can the compressed power of the Lingyue Sword be completely exploded in one's body, but also can use the Lingyue Sword to emit certain skills, but it is not as powerful as the hand-held power.

"Is this the use of a secret technique? But I didn't feel the aura fluctuation of using the secret technique." The Patriarch of the Leng family murmured to himself, but soon he threw away the doubts in his heart, and focused all his attention on it. Focus on the spear in your hand.

"Hanyun Nine Heavens Spear, fifth style..." The head of the Leng family read these words obsessively as if he was chanting some kind of spell. Obsessed with it.And because I love long spears and my own name before, I almost practiced the cold cloud nine-day spear to the peak.

"Are you finally going to make a move?" Chen Mo separated his feet back and forth, stretched his hands forward, and manipulated the Lingyue Sword to float in front of him. All the muscles in his body tensed up, ready to meet the attack from the head of the Leng family. First shot.

"Spin!" The head of the Leng family suddenly shouted, but several ice thorns appeared in the surrounding space out of thin air. The body of the head of the Leng family seemed to be fused with the spear, and the two merged into one. The phantom of a huge spear pierced towards Chen Mo's chest with a sharp wind.

This kind of powerful power is also caused by the head of the Leng family deliberately lowering his own strength. If he tried his best, it would not be just a huge spear phantom, but it would be completely condensed by the power of the saint. A real giant spear.

"This time, success or failure is also a matter of life and death!" The voice of the Patriarch of the Leng family came from the phantom of the huge spear. It seemed that he was going to give up the chance of the third shot, and just relied on the second shot to get away. Leave Chen Mo here completely.

"I only care about life, not death." Chen Mo looked at the phantom of the spear that seemed to be stabbed by him, and swung his hands violently, the tip of Lingyue Sword was facing the phantom of the spear.

"bring it on!"