Chapter 187

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The fierce beast transformed by the talisman pounced on her and turned into a cloud of muddy water, just like an evil ghost.

Chen Mo grabbed another Sutra with the word "terror" and looked at it with great interest. In front of her, the girl was petite, like a white and red ceramic doll. It seemed that Xiuwei was just an ordinary three flower gathering, and she dared to rob him of the Sutra. This courage was commendable.

The fourth wave of sutras ended, and the beast disappeared. Cui Wumeng bowed generously to Chen Mo, and Shi Shi ran left.

"Who is this girl? She's so arrogant."

Xi Wen and others watched Chen Mo snatch the Sutra and saw Cui Wumeng's almost provocative action. The girl who is like smoke in the yellow spring makes her very uncomfortable.

"It's Princess huangquan." Zongzhengying frowned.

"Princess huangquan?" Xi Wen is quite majestic to hear this title. "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I once arrested prisoners and went to Cui county. I heard it was the daughter of Duke impermanence." Zong Zhengying briefly described what he had seen and heard in Cui county. The most famous thing in Cui county was Princess huangquan Cui Wumeng.

Xi Wen said, "no wonder she is so domineering, but what qualifications does she have to be presumptuous in front of Her Highness? That Tong Jingtian has not honestly rolled out of the seven treasures."

"However, she can stick to the fifth wave of Sutra just by gathering three flowers at the top, and she should rely on it."

"Your Highness, it's better to guard against her." Zong Zhengying was afraid that Cui Wumeng would disturb Chen Mo's seizure of scriptures.

"Well."

"The posts of Jiang Yanyu and Fang Xi are really 'all promising methods are like dreams and bubbles'. It seems that these two people have a good show at last."

On the other side, the tension between Jiang Yanyu and Fang Xi attracted the attention of all martial artists.

The last wave of sutras began soon after a rest.

This time, the falling talisman was like a splashing waterfall, with thousands of pieces, and the hidden Sutras were difficult to see through.

Chen Mo didn't dare to neglect, and entered the array first. Cui Wu dreamed that Chen Mo entered the array and also brought the yellow smoke to Chen mo.

All talismans turn into yellow fireballs, which are somewhat similar to the original fireball talisman. Some martial artists want to step into the competition again as soon as they see that it is only a fireball talisman.

"Don't come in." Chen Mo hurriedly stopped Qing Wan and them.

These yellow fireballs touched his body like gangrene of bones, as if to burn the meridians and Qi of his whole body, which was hundreds of times stronger than the fireball. Chen Mo ran Beidou Dayan to resist reluctantly with star power, but he was also almost hit.

This is not an ordinary fireball, but the karma fire of Buddhism.

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, several martial artists who risked their lives were caught by Ye Huo, screamed and fainted, and lost their qualification to be re admitted, which made zongzhengying and others in a cold sweat.

This assessment is impossible to prevent.

Chen Mo used his eight trigrams fist intention to constantly break the incoming karma fire talisman, and constantly searched in his eyes. Among the thousands of talismans, Chen Mo opened the eagle's eyes, and the last four posts were "upside down dreams", and soon found a post of "Britain" in the talismans falling hundreds of meters away.

Chen Mo smashed Ye Huo into a path with a fist like a cannon. He was about to grasp the word of the post. A white bone hand stretched out in the void, hooked the post and put it in his pocket.

Chen Mo was stunned, and he saw that Cui Wumeng was one step ahead again to take away the post he liked.

"Your Highness, it seems that all the posts we need are the same." Cui Wumeng smiles strangely.

Chen Mo also laughed.

The girl is funny. She is actually waiting for the hare. When he finds her, she will grab it first.

"Little sister, you are a little unkind."

"Who's young..." Cui Wumeng hated hearing the word "small", and immediately his face was angry, yellow smoke like a ghost, and ghosts cried and howled in the void.

Chen Mo looks at her stature, figure and chest, and looks like you are small from any angle.

Cui Wumeng puffed up his cheeks, "Chen Mo, you can't expect full marks."

Chen Mo saw a picture again, and when he saw that Chen Mo had a goal, Cui Wumeng, together, made a move to kill seven hooks' soul seducing hand '.

Chen Mo's arms were like water, rolling leisurely, as if rolling up waves, and a hundred karma fire symbols turned towards Cui Wumeng.

Cui Wumeng took part in the Shenwu lift this time. Her father spoiled her for fear of any accident. He gave her a piece of heaven and earth spiritual treasure 'green pendant' to protect her body. Combined with the mental skill of 'yellow spring on the road', it can produce 'yellow spring miasma fog'. Anyone who comes close will turn into corpse water, even magic weapons, swords and so on.

However, this Buddhist fire can ward off evil spirits and burn demons. Cui Wumeng didn't dare to be careless. He used the miasma and fog around him to block out the fire.

However, Chen Mo got the post word "dian" first at this time, and has gone to the next post word "inverted".

"The princess is not afraid of you." Cui Wumeng stepped on the yellow smoke, reached behind Chen Mo, and waved a hell palm.

The palm wind is miserable, gloomy, and frightening, like death from hell; The girl also practiced Yan Luo palm to the point of approaching boxing intention. Under one palm, dozens of karma were broken.

Chen Mo suddenly felt that his spine was cold and his hair stood upright. The martial arts skills of the three flower juding martial artist could make him feel cold. This princess huangquan was also a demon.

Chen Mo uses "Li Zhongxu" to avoid Cui Wumeng's hell palm. He also ignores the girls' mischief. Cui Wumeng just wants to prevent him from getting a good post, which will lose full marks. If he entangles with her, he will fall into her abacus. Chen Mo waved his palm, which was a trick to make up for his lack.

The Mantian talisman was made a gap, showing a 'inverted' calligraphy Sutra, and Chen Mo reached out and grabbed it.

Cui Wumeng's whole body trembled, and his arms shot out from left to right like a spear. He used the 'impermanence worship' in the 'life-threatening seven hooks'

Chen Mo ran away from the wind and the moon under his feet, Shua Shua, moving forward continuously. Impermanent worship restrained both sides, and his ribs immediately beat cold. He knew the danger, and his arms hit left and right, like gunfire, like water.

The impermanence worship of the seven hook has two powers of life and death. If you stop death, life will come. If you want to live, death will come. No warrior can resist.

Cui Wumeng was thinking that after Chen Mo was attacked, he would disfigure Chen Mo with the miasma of the yellow spring, so that his highness could know what "small" was. He was thinking that Chen Mo's fists also contained two forces to dissolve impermanence worship one by one.

The third Sutra 'dream' appears on the top of the head.

"Chen Mo, how dare you fight me?" Cui Wumeng's body was like a ghost. With one step on it, Qianchong palmed and killed Chen mo.

There is yellow smoke in the heavy palms, and each palms is enough to melt muscles and bite bones, which is gloomy and cold.

Chen Mo's whole body was shattered by her palms.

"This girl is only twelve or thirteen years old. She has already learned martial arts, and her future is unlimited." Chen Mo secretly said that, of course, he was not so narrow as to have common sense with a young Laurie who had not developed a chest.

Seeing her aggressive, she couldn't help smiling like a girl who was angry after being robbed of a lollipop.

Chen Mo stepped on the void, whirled around, and drew Tai Chi with his hands. In the blink of an eye, he played eight moves of 'Qian', 'Kun', 'Zhen', 'Dui', 'Li', 'Kan', 'Xun' and 'Gen'. Zhenqi's uncanny craftsmanship broke out the eight trigrams array and scattered Cui Wumeng's Yan Luo palms.

Chen Mo's eight trigrams boxing intention, Cui Wumeng can't compete.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo took the third 'dream' Sutra in his hand, and Cui Wumeng stamped his feet angrily.

The last "think" post also appeared. Cui Wu dreamed that he could do everything he could to stop Chen mo. seeing that there was not much time, his heart was horizontal.

"What I can't get destroys it."

Cui Wumeng drove the power of the soul, the blue pendant buzzed, the yellow light was like a ghost, and the smoke soared, turning into a skeleton head and running towards the Sutra.

It was unstoppable to destroy the withering and decaying along the way and extinguish the fire of industry together.

Seeing that her life was gone, Chen Mo also wanted to stop himself. Chen Mo leaned back secretly and saw that the skeleton head of the yellow spring miasma was about to devour the Sutra. At this time, a white light suddenly appeared on the skeleton head.

After a loud noise, the skull was shattered.

Cui Wumeng saw that the archer was practicing martial arts. He used his own real treasure Dapeng golden arrow to stop her reluctantly.

Cui Wumeng pinches the formula. Chen Mo has taken the opportunity to take out the Beidou and sweep the fire all the way. When she launches the second attack, she will get the last 'think' post.

"I'm so angry." Cui Wumeng's pale face flushed with anger at the sight of the failure.

"How much did you get from your Sutra?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

In the assessment of sutras, it takes at least four Sutras in each round to pass. Cui Wumeng remembered that she only got one in order to prevent Chen Mo from wasting all her time. Time was running out. Cui Wumeng also had no intention to find sutras that conformed to Zen characters. When she saw a few at random, she wanted to grab them first.

Biluo wears a protective body, and Cui Wumeng is also relaxed. He soon gets two sutras. The last Sutra is about to be reached. At this time, a fist suddenly spreads around her and attacks her.

The miasma of the yellow spring was broken by the eight trigrams fist. Cui Wumeng was stunned and hit the palm of hell.

The other party blows, three palms are broken, and knocks her back. Cui Wumeng hasn't stopped yet. He hears six footsteps again. When he looks at it, a figure instantly deceives her, and the fist runs towards her.

Bang bang.

Cui Wumeng's petite body received six punches. Although it was protected by Biluo pendant, it still felt pain.

As she retreated six steps, the mantra turned into clouds and smoke, and the second double story sutra was over!

"Princess!!"

"Cui Mei!"

Chang'an warriors ran over in panic, and princess huangquan was beaten, which was unheard of for them.

Cui Wumeng raised his head and looked at the man who stopped her. Who else could there be except Chen Mo.

The fog gathered in the girl's eyes, as if she was about to cry. "You hit me!"

"You are only allowed to hit people, and no one is allowed to fight back?" Chen Mo disdained and said, "there are many people who can hit you in the world. I just told you not to be arrogant by being spoiled. If you're outside, you don't even have a chance to cry."

Cui Wumeng wiped his eyes. His action was so cute that Chen Mo almost wanted to touch her head to comfort her.

"Get out, get out." Cui Wumeng squatted angrily towards the corner.

"Your Highness, the Duke of impermanence belongs to the neutral sect in Sangong and Jiuhou. In order to win him over, the Holy Lord specially let Princess Wumeng enter the rosefinch guard." Zongzhengying looked at the angry girl, but he didn't sympathize, but felt a little pity.

Chen Mo knows what he means. If he can please Cui Wumeng, he must be able to win over the support of Duke impermanence. At that time, Chang'an mansion will be even stronger.

"Getting a person's support is not blindly pleasing and accommodating." Chen looked at Cui Wumeng pitifully squatting in the corner, and said expressionless. "Sometimes we should teach a lesson."