Chapter 1018 Don't Show Superiority

Chapter 1118 Don't Show Superiority

Ye Mo also saw a Golden Core cultivator sitting on the deck in the crowd, without a left arm. Another monk was standing a dozen or so away from him. There was a flying sword swirling above the head of the standing monk. Obviously, he was the one who cut off the arm of the sitting monk just now.

What surprised Ye Mo was that the monk whose arm was cut off had the ninth level of Golden Core, while the monk standing there surrounded by flying swords had only the eighth level of Golden Core. Moreover, the cultivator surrounded by flying swords looks young, and his long hair even looks a little elegant.

What surprised Ye Mo even more was that the sitting cultivator was not powerless to fight back, but he lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at the standing cultivator. It seemed that the standing young monk cut off his arm to show him face.

The onlookers got out of the way a little bit, and the deck was so big that the circle was even bigger than several football fields.

"You, pick up that broken arm." The standing young monk saw the broken arm falling in front of Ye Mo, and immediately pointed at Ye Mo and said coldly. With his voice, bursts of killing intent radiated out, like an ice sword entering his body, making people very uncomfortable.

Everyone looked at Ye Mo, and then at the back of Ye Mo. Ye Mo looked back at the place where he came out, it was the passage of the ordinary cabin. I understood a little bit in my heart, probably this guy saw himself coming out of the ordinary cabin, and thought he was easy to bully, so he wanted to stand up.

But it was the first time Ye Mo saw that a mere guy at the eighth level of the Golden Core dared to show his prestige to a cultivator at the late ninth level of the Golden Core.

Ye Mo didn't want to cause trouble, but he wasn't afraid of it. Even if he saw Feng Laoshi, he was very nervous, but even if Feng Laoshi wanted to kill him, he would resist a little, let alone a mere guy of the eighth level of Jindan. If the guy doesn't bark, he's just watching the excitement at best.

Ye Mo picked up the broken arm on the ground, and threw it at the monk with the broken arm. The severed arm seemed to have eyes, and it happened to fit tightly on the severed arm of the cultivator sitting on the ground.

The broken-arm cultivator didn't expect that someone would help him retrieve the broken arm. He nodded gratefully to Ye Mo, but at the same time he gave Ye Mo an apologetic look. Then he took out several pills and swallowed them, and then cast several small spells on his broken arm. He only cared about healing, but he still didn't dare to look at the young long-haired monk.

The cultivator at the eighth level of the Golden Core didn't expect that although Ye Mo picked up the broken arm, he gave it to the person who cut it off. Obviously he was singing against him, and his face immediately turned ugly.

"You're looking for death..." The long-haired cultivator at the eighth level of the golden core was immediately enraged by Ye Mo, and the flying sword on his head buzzed, as if he wanted to choose someone to kill.

Just when everyone thought there was a scene to watch,

The hull suddenly shook, and it was still shaking violently. Soon, everyone felt that the hull was tilting a bit.

This ship is a giant at all, it can even be said to be a moving land, and this kind of giant usually walks in the sea, and only occasionally vibrates slightly. Such an inclination is something that has never happened before.

Just when many monks didn't know what was going on, there was a sharp cry. Everyone knew this kind of cry, which meant they were in danger.

"The eighth-level Cape Jiao..." Someone finally discovered the problem. Although they don't know why the eighth-level Cape Jiao appeared in the inner sea, meeting the eighth-level Cape Jiao is a close call.

No one was watching the excitement on the deck anymore, and many people wanted to rush out of the ship to escape by themselves.

However, there was a defense restriction on the ship, and those monks who rushed out were bounced back by the restriction.

When the sea ship was in a mess, a huge dragon's head protruded in from the restraint. The restraint on the ship met this huge head, and it was like a decoration, and it was immediately shattered. Dozens of cultivators were swallowed by the huge dragon's head before they even had time to react.

The ban was broken, and no monks would stay behind. Almost all the monks rushed out of the ship and fled for their lives.

Of course, Ye Mo would not stay on the deck foolishly. With the huge head and powerful aura of the Cape Jiao just now, Ye Mo knew that it would be easy for this Cape Jiao to swallow the False God cultivator.

It stands to reason that there will not be any high-level monsters in the sea area between Mohai City and Nan'an City, but in fact, it was Ye Mo who met the eighth-level Cape Jiao Jiao for the first time on a boat.

Although I know that there are Ding Cheng monks in Mohai City, it shouldn't be a problem to kill the eighth-level Haijiao Jiao, but who knows when those Ding Cheng monks will come to help?

After Ye Mo rushed out of the sea boat on the 'Flying Cloud Boat', he chose a direction to flee for his life without looking back. Fortunately, there were too many monks on board, and Haijiao Jiao couldn't catch them all at once, and many monks escaped. But some unlucky monks have become the dishes of the Haijiao Jiao.

After flying tens of thousands of miles away, Ye Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but instead of looking for the direction to Nan'an City, he stopped, and then turned around and said: "After chasing for so long, I think you don't have the patience to continue chasing!" Let's go down."

As Ye Mo's voice fell, a long-haired man suddenly appeared behind Ye Mo, and then said coldly: "That's right, you actually know that I'm chasing you, it's really a bit of an injustice. It's just a pity, Although your courage is not small, your luck is not good."

Ye Mo stood on the 'Flying Cloud Boat' and said indifferently: "You are a mere guy at the eighth level of the Golden Core, and you dare to chase me, an expert at the ninth level of the Golden Core, you are also very courageous..."

"Hahahaha..." The long-haired monk heard Ye Mo's words, and suddenly laughed, and couldn't even stop, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

Ye Mo didn't speak, just stared at him casually, waiting for him to continue talking.

"I am a mere monk at the eighth level of Golden Core, and you are an expert at the ninth level of Golden Core, okay, this is the first time I, Tian Aofeng, have heard that I am a monk at the eighth level of Golden Core. It is also the first time I have heard A mere cultivator at the ninth level of the golden core dares to call himself an expert in front of me, you are very kind..." The long-haired monk actually laughed, but there was no half smile in his eyes.

Ye Mo shook his head speechlessly, suddenly interrupted Tian Aofeng's words, and said impatiently: "Don't show your name, I know your name is Tian Aofeng, but unfortunately I haven't heard of it. Also, don't show your name." Superiority, I don’t have time to play with you, I still have to go to the Mingbei Square to test the name. Besides, if you are not superior, will you die?”

"Very good, you successfully provoked me..." Before Tian Aofeng finished speaking, he had already sacrificed a blue long sword, and at the same time, that blue long sword had covered Ye Mo with a green light .

This is not the flying sword he used just now, Ye Mo could tell at a glance, it was the first time he saw such a narrow and thin long sword.

After the cyan long sword was sacrificed, the sword energy brought up was like a hurricane, sealing Ye Mo's front, back, left, and right in a blink of an eye.

Even with Ye Mo's cultivation of true essence, he felt a kind of pause in space. However, Ye Mo has always played against people with higher cultivation bases than him, and he really didn't pay attention to those with lower cultivation bases.

Ye Mo stretched out his hand, and the 'Purple Scorpion' had already reached his hand. The next moment, a lavender sword glow collided with the blue sword energy that swept towards him.

"Boom, boom..."

After the purple blue sword energy collided with the blade light, there was a violent sound, and even the whole space felt a sense of death. In an instant, the space between the two was covered by a gray agitation of true energy.

Saber Qi and Sword Qi overflowed, and the surrounding water spray was a mess, causing countless water waves to spread away.

Ye Mo was secretly shocked, he really underestimated this Tian Aofeng, it can be said that this guy is the most powerful Golden Core cultivator he has met, and he is only at the eighth level of Golden Core cultivation. Nan'an Continent really has a profound heritage, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, much deeper than Beiwang Continent.

The most powerful Golden Core cultivator Ye Mo met before should be that Mo Qianli, but at that time his cultivation base was still in the middle stage of Golden Core. If he met Mo Qianli now, 'Zi Yan' would be able to break through the 'Evil Soul Silk Thread' within a few knives.

And this Tian Aofeng fought against him, but he didn't lose. It can be seen that Tian Aofeng, who is at the eighth level of the Golden Core, is obviously much stronger than Mo Qianli.

Um? Tian Aofeng saw that the opponent blocked his sword, and looked relaxed, as if he blocked it indifferently, without using any force at all. He was also secretly shocked, when did such a powerful character appear among the Golden Core cultivators? Could it be that he is also a core disciple of the sect?

In fact, he was really right. Although his first move and Ye Mo seemed to be evenly divided, Ye Mo really didn't make any effort. From the heart, Ye Mo really underestimated Tian Aofeng.

"Who are you?" Tian Aofeng didn't continue to move, but stared at Ye Mo and asked in a cold voice. He is a genius disciple of Thunder Cloud Sect. He has already entered the Jindan Hall of Fame at the fourth level of Jindan, and left his name on the test name tablet. Now that he has reached the eighth level of Golden Core, it can be said that there are very few opponents in Nan'an Continent who are stronger than him. Some of them can be named, and Ye Mo is obviously not among them.

Ye Mo flicked the 'Zi Ji' in his hand, and said lazily: "Don't talk nonsense, hit if you want. Where did your superiority go?"

As if irritated by Ye Mo's words, Tian Aofeng snorted coldly, opened his mouth, and spat out a blue bead. When the ball first came out, it was only the size of a longan, but it became the size of a fist in a blink of an eye, and the speed of the increase was getting faster and faster.

Do you want to blew up the golden core? No way? This is just the beginning of the fight, and the cyan bead doesn't look like a golden pill.

As soon as Ye Mo thought of this, he heard Tian Aofeng yelled 'Come on', and at the same time he played out several spells.

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