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After hesitating for a long time, he still chose to give up.

Now Emperor Xia's name is very prestigious. Although he doesn't know Lin Mo's specific strength, the spirit pattern between Lin Mo's eyebrows has already shown that Lin Mo is not a simple spirit emperor.

"Let them go? Hehe, do you just let them go if you say so?"

Lin Mo's flat voice lingered in the sea of ​​flowers.

"Does Emperor Xia want to be an enemy of our Peng Yao Clan?"

Penghuang stretched his golden wings and said.

"Peng Yaozu?"

The crystal-clear spiritual sword surrounded Lin Mo, and he reached out to hold the scarlet imitation Zhu Xian sword, pointing directly at Peng Huang.

His expression gradually turned cold, and a strong murderous intent shot out from his eyes.

"It's bullshit."

Penghuang's face was extremely gloomy, and he stretched out his hands, which turned into golden eagle claws.

"Emperor Xia, you are too arrogant."

Lin Mo stretched out his hand and threw the Zhu Xian Sword.

Clang!

The Immortal Execution Sword blew softly, turned into a red light, and shot towards Emperor Peng.

Peng Huang's eyes were concentrated, the wings on his back shook suddenly, and his figure suddenly flashed to the side, dodging the swift Zhu Xian sword.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

The speed of the Peng Yaozu is really fast!

He has seen quite a few Spirit Emperor Realm powerhouses, but in terms of speed, Peng Huang can definitely rank first.

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Chapter 245 The Death of Peng Huang

"Today, I want to try Emperor Xia's methods."

Penghuang sneered, waved his wings, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Lin Mo, grabbing fiercely with his sharp claws.

This blow was almost to the extreme, almost reaching the limit of the Linghuang powerhouse.

It's a pity that he was facing Lin Mo.

The scarlet Sharingan turned.

Peng Huang's every move in the state of haste is in these eyes.

Lin Mo smiled lightly and clenched his right hand into a fist.

The majestic spirituality of heaven and earth converged layer by layer on the right hand.

"Barrier Fist!"

The arm waved, the sky and the earth roared, and the terrifying air pressure reversed from bottom to top.

Peng Huang's pupils constricted, his expression extremely shocked.

Just the air pressure actually slowed down his speed by [-]%.

Click!

The spiritually condensed fist collided fiercely with Peng Huang's golden claws.

The claws, which were comparable to sharp weapons of magic weapons, broke instantly.

"how is this possible!"

The golden eyes widened, and Peng Huang looked at Lin Mo's smile in disbelief.

With a bang, the Penghuang who was attacking quickly flew backwards at a faster speed.

In an instant, there was only a small black spot left in the sky.

Lin Mo looked at the black spots, smiled lightly and blew his fist.

"Baquan, which combines armed domineering, Susanoo, and spirituality of heaven and earth, is really powerful."

The rest of the nearly Baipeng monster clan were horrified and looked at Lin Mo in disbelief.

It was beyond their imagination that the mighty Penghuang was knocked into the air so easily.

"hehe"

Lin Mo chuckled, "Since you're here, let's stay here."

His gaze swept over, and many Peng Yaozu immediately retreated in fear.

It's a pity that their speed is too slow, much slower than Penghuang.

Clang!

The sound of the sword weapon wafting through the air crisply.

The scarlet Zhuxian sword and the transparent spirit sword passed through the sky, weaving an exquisite net in the blue sky.

Puchi!

Bright blood flowers bloom, crystal clear under the bright sunlight.

"what"

Cries of pain, wailing, sounded, endlessly.

嗖

The ear-piercing sound of piercing the air sounded, and Peng Huang waved his wings and came back with a sharper power.

"Emperor Xia, I will never die with you!"

He looked at the clansmen who were slaughtered by Lin Mo with a ferocious face, resentment and anger in his eyes.

Lin Mo glanced at the members of the Peng Yao clan who were falling like dumplings, and ignored them.

He raised his head and looked indifferently at the Penghuang who attacked again.

"Undead! You are not qualified yet!"

Spirit lines flickered between his eyebrows, and azure blue arcs wrapped around his body with crackling sounds.

In the next instant, his figure disappeared in its original position.

It turned into a ray of light and greeted Peng Huang.

boom

The sky and the earth roared, and the space vibrated clearly.

The violent wind hit, making the colorful spirit butterfly in the sea of ​​flowers unable to control its body to roll in the air.

Under the ravages of the terrifying storm, the beautiful and warm sea of ​​flowers was swaying to and fro, making it a mess.

In the air, Peng Huang's original golden wings turned into two pieces of charcoal, and the smell of burnt smoke drifted with the wind.

The howl of pain spread throughout the sea of ​​flowers.

Braving billowing black smoke, he fell into the sea of ​​flowers.

Lin Mo's figure appeared in the air again, and the exquisite flying fish suit and skirt fluttered.

On the ground, among the flowers, Peng Huang raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Lin Mo with a dead face.

"how is this possible!"

"How could you be faster than me?"

"Impossible, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

He roared resentfully towards the sky.

Seeing him like this, Lin Mo smiled lightly.

In terms of speed, there are probably not many people who can surpass Penghuang in the spirit emperor realm, even those old antiques that have been silent for hundreds of years may not be comparable to Penghuang.

Speed ​​is the natural advantage of the Peng Yao Clan.

But no matter how fast they are, they can't compare to Thunder.

The speed of Lin Mo who turned into thunder is close to half of the speed of light, how can it be compared with Penghuang.

Lin Mo slowly landed in front of Emperor Peng.

"You, you, Emperor Xia, Lord Xia, don't kill me"

Seeing Lin Mo's increasingly indifferent expression, Peng Huang finally felt guilty, and no longer cared about the dignity of the emperor, he bent down and begged for mercy.

Lin Mo didn't speak, just waved his hand lightly.

Immediately, several spirit swords condensed with the spirituality of heaven and earth fell down.

With a few thuds, it penetrated Penghuang's limbs and nailed him to the ground.

"Ah, don't Emperor Xia spare me! Ah!"

The tragic wailing sound spread throughout the sea of ​​flowers, scaring the colorful spirit butterfly to run around, even Die Qi showed a look of intolerance.

"Lin Mo"

Die Qi couldn't help but said softly.

Lin Mo smiled at her and shook his head lightly.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand, and the radiant Dongtian Portal appeared.

Stretching his hand into the door, with a light pull, Yan Bo was pulled out.

"His Majesty!"

Yan Bo, who was suddenly pulled over, was shocked, and was about to attack when he suddenly found Lin Mo in front of him, and immediately bowed and said.

Lin Mo nodded, pointed to Penghuang on the ground, and said, "Uncle Yan, he is yours now."

Yan Bo looked at the miserable Penghuang, his eyes almost popped out.

Spirit Emperor Powerhouse!

It's only been so long, and His Majesty actually disabled a strong man at the Spirit Emperor Realm.

The crisis in the sea of ​​colorful flowers was resolved, and the tranquility and warmth of the past were restored.

The breeze is gentle, and the petals of various colors are flying with the wind, covering the sky and the ground, as if a colorful snow has fallen.

The lively colorful spirit butterflies are flying in the sky, showing a graceful figure.

Quietly feeling the refreshing fragrance and the indescribable beauty, Lin Mo always had a faint and pure smile on his face.

This quiet beauty made him greedy, and he was still reluctant to leave.

However, he couldn't stay here for a long time after all, and before he knew it, another half a month had passed, and the Great Xia Dynasty's once-a-month grand meeting was about to be held again, so he had to leave Huahai and return to Jingshan City.

early morning.

On the broad streets of Jingshan City.

Six pure white horses pulled a gorgeous chariot. The body was inlaid with a large number of gold, silver, jade, precious stones and pearls, and also carved with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, showing a noble and luxurious atmosphere.

This is Lin Mo's travel car.

In fact, he doesn't like such a big fanfare, but as an emperor, he should look like an emperor, and he can't object to some things.

Inside the car, Lin Mo opened the curtains and asked Yan Bo who was following him, "How is the situation in the Lanshan area recently?"

Yan Bo replied: "Returning to Your Majesty, it has been relatively quiet recently, and the major forces basically have not made any major moves, but the Qingwu Kingdom was captured by the rebels not long ago, and the Qingwu King hid in the headquarters of the temple in desperation. .”

Lin Mo nodded slightly, but he didn't care.

In Huaxia Hall, Yan Zhao solemnly shouted in a slightly immature voice: "The Holy Emperor is here."

The ministers who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly cleaned up their clothes, knelt down and shouted in unison: "I pay my respects to my emperor, my emperor will live forever."

Lin Mo walked slowly to the dragon chair and sat down, and glanced at the many officials in the hall.