"Bang bang bang~"

At the beginning, wherever the golden knife passed, the fine needles exploded.

With one slash, the pressure on the golden bell was greatly reduced, and the tragic situation that could burst at any time was slightly relieved.

Before Mo Buchou could turn the golden sword and slash at Yu Qiufeng, he saw the canopy above Yu Qiufeng's head begin to rotate.

As the canopy rotates, colorful bells like wind chimes on its edges begin to ring.

"Dingling bell~~~"

The sound waves cut through the distance between Yu Qiufeng and Mo Buchou, forming air waves visible to the naked eye, hitting them one after another.

"It's actually Yin Gong."

Chen Yang watched this scene of attack and defense with great interest, and was quite impressed by the canopy of magic weapon above Yu Qiufeng's head.

First the silk condensation needle, and then the wind chime sound attack. This canopy is not simple.

Chen Yang was still able to comment calmly, but Mo Buchou's expression suddenly changed. The golden sword that was about to be slashed out was blocked in front of him like a door panel.

"Bang!"

"Bang!!"

“Bang bang bang!!!”

One wave, two waves, three waves...

When the first wave of waves hit the instrument body, the golden knife swayed up and down, teetering on the verge of collapse;

The second wave attack directly broke the sword energy of the golden sword and knocked it out of the body that can be held in the palm of the hand.

Wherever the third wave of attack passed, the golden knife shattered inch by inch.

The aftermath was overtaken by the fourth wave attack, like a big wave, hitting the golden bell spell.

"Crunch~"

As if the glass was suddenly filled with hot water in winter, the golden bell cracked and exploded.

The spell broke through the air wave that exploded instantly, blowing Mo Buchou into the air. His back hit the rockery, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly slid down.

When Mo Buchou flew out, Chen Yang silently and quietly moved two steps to the side.

He just happened to get out of the way, so Xuan didn't become Mo Buchou's meat mat.

Before he took a breath, Chen Yang was still leaning against the rockery comfortably, watching the two men fighting. As a result, he was sitting at home, and disaster came from the sky, and he almost suffered an unreasonable disaster.

Less than a foot away from the Wufu boy who Chen Yang borrowed his perspective from, Mo Buchou held onto the rockery with his hands and supported his body bit by bit. In the whole process, he vomited out at least another bucket of blood.

Chen Yang nodded upon seeing this and thought to himself: "It seems that he was not only affected by the aftermath of the destruction of the Golden Bell, but was also swept away by the sound attack of the Huagai Magical Artifact."

"With this method of vomiting blood, one-third of the blood from the whole body will be vomited out."

Then,

Right under Chen Yang's eyes, Mo Buchou reached out and made a move, and the human pill that originally fell to the ground flew back.

It was already covered with mucus, and when it rolled on the ground, it was immediately covered with mud, like a horse dung egg.

Mo Bu Chou swallowed it in one bite.

"Eh~"

Chen Yang gave way to the side again in disgust.

Under the canopy, Yu Qiufeng put his arms around Feng Siniang and stepped out of the car.

The six maids carrying the cart took out a small flower basket and scattered the petals on the ground.

The falling petals landed exactly where Yu Qiufeng stopped, as if there was a bustling carpet under his feet.

"What a slut."

Chen Yang sneered.

Yu Qiufeng covered his nose with his hands, as if he felt that the air outside the canopy, even in the back garden, was still too polluted for him to breathe.

"Old Mo, you are a good alchemist, but you are too dirty."
Chapter completed!