Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

The White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade was suspended above Bai Po's head. The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth roared in and rolled into the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade like a tsunami. As it vibrated, it exuded terrifying power.

Bai Po stared at Chen Mo with cold eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent. The humiliation that Chen Mo had inflicted on it with two punches had made it lose all its face and dignity. It could imagine that even if it killed him, it would not be something worth bragging about.

After all, a kid in the early stage of the third realm forced it to use all its means. This would not sound good no matter where it happened.

"I will destroy your body, imprison your soul, and make you suffer endlessly, never to be reborn."

Bai Po roared loudly, and the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade that was suspended in the air emitted a hot and violent wave, which directly caused the ground below to dry and crack.

"Such a strong murderous aura."

"As expected of the young master of the White Jade Tiger Clan, you have so many hidden cards."

"Then Chen Mo is in danger. With Bai Po's strength and the help of Tiger Evil and this kind of magic weapon, I'm afraid even a strong man who has just entered the fourth realm will have to be more cautious."

"Such a powerful magic weapon is enough to change the situation."

Those eyes looked at this scene with a hint of horror.

Even Prince Peng had a look of fear on his face.

"I'll see how you can stop me this time!"

Bai Po's mind moved, and the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade suddenly shot towards Chen Mo like an arrow.

"Cough cough."

"Damn it, luckily I have the life-saving soul jade given by my mother!"

Feng Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and looked at Chen Mo in the distance with a listless look, his eyes full of resentment. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, then moved towards Bai Po and said coldly: "Chen Mo, you are not so lucky this time."

But when the words were on the tip of his tongue, his expression froze.

Because he saw that one spiritual sword after another condensed behind Chen Mo. In just a few breaths, hundreds of swords had condensed. At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from Chen Mo's body.

Since breaking through to the third realm, Chen Mo's speed in condensing the spirit sword has increased exponentially.

Especially now, he is in the state of using the Divine Burning Technique, so his speed is even faster.

When he condensed 688 spirit swords, Chen Mo stopped, because he had no extra time to condense, and the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade was almost in front of him.

As soon as he thought about it, eighteen Wind Shadow Swords and Linghuang Swords flew out at a high speed and joined the sword formation.

Chen Mo's momentum surged again.

777 sharp swords were lined up in the air, the cold light from the sword tips formed a sky full of stars, and the star runes on the spine of each sword lit up one after another.

At the same time, the White Tiger Sky-breaking Blade has arrived.

A silver flying knife broke through the air, and the cold light from the blade actually froze the surrounding spiritual energy into condensed breath.

"go with!"

Chen Mo pointed forward.

In the Zhoutian Sword Formation, the seventy-seven flying swords at the Tianshu position were the first to transform into blue meteors and shoot out violently. At the moment of collision, the "flying knife" froze in mid-air, and the trembling tip of the knife split into countless phantoms, each of which was exactly the same as the "flying knife".

Before the seventy-seven flying swords reached him, they strangely turned towards each other and twirled into a ball of spiritual power fragments in the air.

Before anyone could exclaim in surprise, the entire Zhoutian Sword Formation burst like a dam bursting, and more than six hundred sword lights swept out with the power of the Zhoutian stars.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The countless phantoms created by the "flying knife" were shattered one by one under the sweep of the flying sword, and the sound of thousands of glass shattering was heard.

At the same time, the flying swords also broke.

At the moment when the "flying knife" was about to break through the sword formation, the position of the Big Dipper at the core of the Zhoutian Sword Formation suddenly reversed. The seven main swords, led by the Linghuang Sword, turned into seven bright light beams, suddenly rushed out of the sword formation, broke through the siege of the "flying knife" phantom, and trapped the "flying knife".

At the same time, the light of the runes on the seven main swords became brighter than before, transforming into a star vortex that locked the "flying knife" firmly in the center.

The "flying knife" struggled, and the blade continued to tremble, trying to break through the constraints of the star power. However, the star power of the sword formation was endless, and the remaining "secondary swords" were providing power to the main sword. However, at the same time, the speed at which these "secondary swords" broke also increased.

Fortunately, at this moment, the power of the "flying knife" was gradually exhausted. Finally, the "flying knife" let out a mournful cry, and the cold light on the blade went out. The eyes carved with the white tiger head closed like a living thing, and turned into an ordinary platinum dagger and was knocked away.

"How can it be?!"

Countless horrified voices rang out almost at the same time, and the pair of eyes bulged out.

They never expected that this would be the result.

Bai Po used the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade, but was knocked down by Chen Mo.

The expression on Bai Pohu's face gradually froze at this moment, as if he had seen a ghost. The disciple from the Immortal Pavilion behind him could fit a duck egg in his mouth.

“What kind of magical power do you have?!” Bai Po’s face turned pale.

Chen Mo was too lazy to pay any more attention to it. He pointed in the air and the remaining flying swords in the sword formation suddenly shot out and pointed directly at Bai Po.

The flying sword was extremely fast and appeared in front of Bai Po in a flash.

A hint of fear finally flashed across Bai Po's eyes, and then he gritted his teeth and retreated violently. At the same time, a domino shot out from his body and then turned into a halo, covering it.

Obviously, it is another life-saving trump card.

Boom boom!

The flying sword hit the aperture, ripples spread wildly, and Bai Po's figure was shocked and kept retreating in embarrassment.

Bai Po felt the aura on the flying sword, and suddenly his pupils shrank. He thought of something, and said excitedly and angrily: "The inner elixir of the Golden Horned Flame Ox was stolen by you!"

"what?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another uproar.

Long before, they had heard that someone had stolen the inner elixir and spine of the Golden-Horned Flame Bull from the three forces of the Immortal Pavilion, the Yunxiao Sect, and the Wanfa Sect.

But wasn’t it said that according to investigation, it was Feng Xuan of the Chiyuan tribe who “stole” it?

"Did he steal the inner elixir?" The disciples of Yunxiao Sect and Wanfa Sect, who had participated in the siege of the Golden-Horned Flame Bull, all looked at Chen Mo.

"It is indeed the same spiritual energy as that left on the corpse of the Golden-Horned Flame Ox." The leading disciple of Wanfamen said after sensing it.

"Brother Feng Ning, he framed us." Feng Xuan shouted, "It was the Zhoutian Sword Formation. He and I both practiced the Zhoutian Sword Formation. He must have used the Zhoutian Sword Formation to steal the inner elixir of the Golden Horned Flame Ox, leaving behind the spiritual energy of the sword formation, causing them to think that I did it.

It’s him, it must be him, cough cough”

Because he was too excited, Feng Xuan's internal injuries were affected and he started coughing violently.

Feng Ning, Feng Ying, Huang Lingling and Huang Su of the Chiyuan Clan were already stunned.

He was amazed that Chen Mo had successfully practiced the Zhoutian Sword Formation.

He was also amazed at the strength Chen Mo had just demonstrated in knocking down the White Tiger Sky-breaking Blade.

As for the "frame-up" mentioned by Feng Xuan, Feng Ning did not take it seriously. The look he gave Chen Mo gradually changed at this moment. There was less scrutiny and more respect and awe in it.

If Chen Mo could survive today, he would surely become famous in the Tianxing Realm and become someone he would look up to.

There was something else in Huang Lingling's astonished look.

While Huang Su was amazed, she became even more worried about Chen Mo.

Wouldn't this also offend the Yunxiao Sect and the Wanfa Sect?

As expected. Bai Po quickly said, "Brother Zhao, Brother Xiang, Brother Zhou, the culprit is right in front of you now, don't you want revenge? Brother Zhou, don't you want the inner elixir of the Golden Horned Flame Ox?"

Bai Po's gaze swept over the leading disciples of Yunxiao Sect and Wanfa Sect.

The leaders of Yunxiao Sect and Wanfa Sect are not fools either. Although they are very angry about Chen Mo stealing the inner elixir, they will not be used by Bai Po.

Especially in the current situation, Chen Mo has already demonstrated his impressive strength and is not someone to be trifled with.

Secondly, if they attacked Chen Mo when Chen Mo was fighting Bai Po, even if they won, it would not be a glorious thing.

As disciples of a powerful force, they also have to maintain their dignity.

"Bai Po, you still dare to talk about this? If you hadn't interfered, how could the Golden-Horned Flame Ox have escaped? We haven't settled the score with you yet, but you still want to shift the blame." The leading disciple of Wanfamen said coldly.

Compared to Chen Mo who stole the inner elixir of the Golden-Horned Flame Ox, he hated Bai Po more.

"Yes, several disciples of our sect died because of you. Let's settle the account first." said the leading disciple of Yunxiao Sect.

Seeing that his instigation failed and that he was actually courting disaster, Bai Po's eyes flickered, and finally a hint of unwillingness and disappointment flashed across his eyes. While resisting the flying sword, he turned around and shouted at the Immortal Pavilion disciples:

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and kill him!"

Among the Immortal Pavilion's disciples, there are also those who have achieved perfection in the three realms.

"Shameless."

Huang Lingling saw that Bai Po had tried every trick in the book but failed to do anything to Chen Mo, and now he asked the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion to take action. It was simply too shameless.

Not only Huang Lingling, but also Jiang Liang, Dongfang Zhi, Liu Yuan and others frowned.

Bai Po's behavior is indeed shameless.

His realm was originally higher than Chen Mo's, so he used Tiger Evil and imitated White Soul Breaking Air Blade one after another.

Now, we have to use our numbers to bully the few.

If this gets out, it won't be a good thing.

"Bai Po, you are simply bringing shame to our demon race."

Prince Peng said so, but he did not stop anything. To him, this show was becoming more and more exciting.

But Bai Po had already given up and said coldly, "Background is also a part of strength." Then it turned around and said angrily, "Why are you all standing there? Hurry up and kill him. I will double the benefits I promised you."

The disciples of the Immortal Pavilion looked at each other and were moved.

They also noticed at this time that Chen Mo was a little exhausted.

The reason why Chen Mo seemed exhausted was, firstly, that the Zhoutian Sword Formation consumed too much energy, and secondly, the effect of the Divine Burning Technique was about to wear off.

Seeing that the Zhoutian Sword Formation was unable to break the halo around Bai Po, Chen Mo's mind moved, and the flying sword passed through the halo around Bai Po.

Bai Po was stunned when he saw this.

When Prince Peng saw this scene, his expression changed drastically: "Not good."

Even though its body had reached the edge of the pit, it was still retreating rapidly.

Not only Prince Peng, but also disciples from other major forces, including Fazhao, also suffered a sudden retreat.

Seeing the reactions of Prince Peng and others, Bai Po seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head to look, and was horrified to see that hundreds of flying swords were shooting straight towards the skeletons in the pit.

Bai Po's pupils shrank.

Those disciples of the Immortal Pavilion who had some intentions no longer had the intention to attack Chen Mo, and they retreated rapidly.

Because no one knows what will happen if this flying sword falls on those skeletons.

But they knew that staying away would definitely not be wrong.

"Damn it!"

There was a flickering light under Bai Po's feet, and he was about to escape.

Chen Mo, who let the flying sword shoot at the skeleton, did not retreat but advanced, and punched heavily on the halo around Bai Po.

Maybe the aperture has a time limit, and after the punch, a crack appeared on the aperture.

The white soul in the light circle was naturally shaken and moved closer to the skeleton.

"Are you crazy?" Bai Po roared in frustration.

He is crazy.

The time for the Divine Burning Technique is about to expire. The spiritual power left in his body is not enough for him to use the Zhoutian Sword Formation again. When the time comes, facing the siege of the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion, he will be in danger of death.

Therefore, it is better to take Bai Po away first.

Chen Mo punched heavily on the halo around Bai Po again.

"Crack."

There are more and more cracks on the aperture, like a spider web.

"He wants to die with me."

This was the thought that popped up in Bai Po's mind at the moment. He was scared and terrified. He yelled, "Don't you want to die? Get out of here!"

However, what answered it was another powerful punch from Chen Mo.

"boom!"

The halo around Bai Po shattered at this moment.

At the same time as the rupture, Chen Mo's body heavily crashed into Bai Po's huge body and rushed towards the direction of the skeleton.

At the same time, those hundreds of flying swords also fell on the skeletons of the Phoenix, Taowu, White Tiger, and the powerful spirits.

Prince Peng and others who had already retreated far away were all horrified when they saw this scene.

"Bai Po has met a ruthless person." said the "Leopard" who had reached the third level of perfection of the Dark Demon Leopard Clan.

Lin Feng, who was standing next to Dongfang Nishang, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he only said a few words at the time and apologized later.

He never expected that Chen Mo was so cruel that he wanted to die together with Bai Po.

"Clang Clang"

The sound of metal clashing against metal rang out, and the flying swords landed on the skeletons and were all bounced away and stuck into the mud in the pit.

And the four skeletons did not move.

Bai Po heaved a sigh of relief, a feeling of relief after surviving a calamity. There was also a hint of joy in his eyes. It seemed that his guess was correct.

But before it could be happy, Chen Mo punched it hard on the head.

"Om."

A burst of white light flashed, and Chen Mo was thrown out heavily.

Obviously, this triggered Bai Po's life-saving trump card.

Chen Mo fell heavily to the ground and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. The surface of his skin was still shiny and he was not seriously injured.

He slapped the ground with his palm, recalled the eighteen Wind Shadow Swords and the Linghuang Sword, and attacked Bai Po again.

"I want to see how many lives you have saved." (End of this chapter)