Chapter 22: The Evil Chieftain's Beheaded

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  Ouyang Jing's face turned ferocious, his five claws rising like sharp blades. He didn't collide head-on with Chen Mo, but instead made a strange wrist movement, grabbing and pinching Chen Mo's wrist horizontally, locking it in place.

  Chen Mo only felt a kind of bone-piercing pain, his muscles were deeply pinched by the fingertips, and a wave of numbness came. He tried to pull and pull to break free, but unexpectedly, the fingertips inserted into the meat like a needle, blood gushing out, his arm was in unbearable pain, he felt like he wasn't himself anymore.

  Eagle Claw Technique

  Ouyang Qing's move was successful, and he chuckled twice. Few rabbits could escape from my eagle claws. Another eagle claw swooped in instantly, grabbing Chen Mo's shoulder, gathering strength at the fingertips, and pinching out five blood holes.

  Chen Mo endured the pain, his forehead dripping with sweat, and let out a furious roar. His body charged forward, his shoulders shaking violently as he suddenly swung his fist in a powerful "Vajra Quake" technique, brutally striking Ouyang Qing's chest. It was a desperate and ruthless fighting style that traded injuries for injuries.

  At the same time, Helian Huowu's delicate face was filled with anger, and she shouted: "Old dog, let go of my brother."

  His whole body seemed to be burning with a layer of flames as he slapped Ou Yang's head fiercely, with the palm of his hand radiating intense heat.

  Ouyang Qing's two hands were no match for the four fists, so he could only raise his hand to meet He Lian Huo Wu's hard slap. When the energy exploded, Chen Mo's shoulder came crashing down like a mountain, disregarding the five trails of blood flowing from his wounds, gritting his teeth and using all his strength to make a deafening crash, with an unstoppable momentum that refused to back down until it 'crashed' into something solid.

  At this point, He Lian Huo Wu borrowed strength and floated over, like a phoenix spreading its wings. With an extremely strong and flexible body, he executed a turn in the style of "watching the fire from across the bank" and vaulted over Chen Mo.

  He counterattacked with another palm strike.

  A loud "slap" sound, landed on Ouyang Qing's arm, the scorching heat stuck to his sleeve, like a wildfire spreading rapidly, and a black piece of cloth fell off. The massive impact force hit Ouyang Qing's arm almost to the point of breaking, turning it pitch black.

  But Chen Mo's fearless and deadly strike made Ouyang's chest heave with agitation, causing him to stumble and almost fall over. He had to let go of Chen Mo's shoulder and first parry the fierce flames, then spread his legs apart and straddle two wooden stakes before finally stabilizing himself.

  "Despicable little brat." Ouyang Qing didn't expect the brother and sister to cooperate so seamlessly, causing him to suffer such a huge loss. Chen Mo's ruthless killing intent, willing to sacrifice one hundred of his own to kill one thousand of the enemy, made Ouyang's eyebrows jump in shock.

  Khalyn's little girl, truly clever and sharp, her movements as light as a swallow, extremely cunning. The pure and intense flames, adding a bit more to the burning muscles of her arms, if she holds on for another moment, her muscles will be charred.

  The two sides confronted each other for just a moment before scattering again, trampling the wooden stakes and clashing in a flurry of blows.

  Although the brother and sister were each inferior to Ouyang Ke in terms of individual strength, they made up for it with their tacit understanding from growing up together. Their coordination was seamless, and when they fought against Ouyang Ke together, they managed to hold their own, neither gaining nor losing ground.

  Chen Mo's injury was being soothed by the gentle, green-tinged Radiant Qi that flowed through his wounded arm. The Radiant Qi cleansed the wound, mending the damaged tissues and alleviating the pain.

  Furious expression, ancient and heavy, powerful and fierce fist, making him like a Buddha's guardian deity, with each punch and hammer containing the power of a thousand pounds.

  The move may not be as clever as Eagle Claw Fist, but it is simple and powerful, with a sense of using brute force to overcome cleverness.

  He Lian Huo Wu, however, was like a fiery phoenix dancing on the pole, moving about with ease, as if she were a spirit or a jade maiden. The movements of her slender white hands contained powerful and lethal fire-type Dou Qi.

  The young man outside the hospital sighed. The coordination between this brother and sister was truly seamless, with a deep understanding of each other's emotions, making him feel slightly envious.

  Just seeing Chen Mo take a deep breath and muster up the momentum, coordinating with He Lian Huo Wu to suppress Ou Yang Qing. But he knew that Ou Yang Qing was as sinister as a snake. The cultivation of his mysterious technique was also the sinister and sharp Eagle Claw Skill, and his combat experience was extremely strong. After a long battle, Chen Mo, who lacked combat experience, would definitely be at a disadvantage.

  As expected, as time passed, Ouyang Qing gradually adapted to this fighting style. His sinister eyes turned, and with a swift motion, his sharp claws swiped at He Lian Huo Wu's head, displaying the same desperate ferocity.

  Chen Mo was shocked in his heart and hastily stepped on the wooden stake to rescue him urgently.

  "Little kid, you've been deceived." Ouyang Qing sneered and suddenly changed his move, inserting the eagle claw into Chen Mo's chest, creating several bloody holes. With a sudden jerk, he pulled Chen Mo backwards, causing him to stumble back.

  "Second Brother!" He Lian Huo Wu rushed forward in a mix of surprise and anger, her body seemingly enveloped in a thin layer of flames. But Chen Mo stood before her, blocking her way.

  Hu Lingping and Chen Hao were also tense to the extreme, hating that they couldn't go up and replace Chen Mo to suffer.

  The pain of being pierced through the heart made Chen Mo's face turn white, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched uncontrollably. He knew that if he were to be defeated miserably, Huo Wu, Da Niang, and even Big Brother would inevitably not escape unscathed.

  Absolutely cannot lose, even if it's death, must drag Ouyang Qing down with me to die together.

  "Roar!"

  In the flash of lightning, Chen Mo, covered in blood, made up his mind and let out a loud roar. He opened his arms and instead of retreating, he leaned forward and fiercely bear-hugged Ouyang Qing.

  Ouch!

  His chest was clawed with a sharp pain, and his flesh was almost torn apart.

  But he absolutely wouldn't let go, his feet stepped on the two wooden stakes, borrowing force to make a thousand-year-old move. His feet took root, like nails, firmly nailed to the wooden stakes.

  "You're looking for trouble, kid."

  Ouyang Qing's anger surged, another eagle claw fiercely clamped down, piercing into Chen Mo's waist and abdomen, causing him immense harm with a twist.

  "Ah!" Hu Lingping's anguished cry, her body swaying precariously.

  "Wan'er, don't move yet." Chen Mo let out a low growl like a fierce beast. He was willing to sacrifice his own life to bring down the emperor. Chen Mo had this mindset, enduring immense pain, determined to eliminate this eagle dog and not let him harm his family.

  "Old dog, go die!" He Lian Huo's eyes were about to shed tears, her hair dancing like flames, and she struck a fierce palm towards Ouyang Cheng's head.

  "Madman, he's indeed a madman." Ouyang Qing felt a chill in his heart and didn't dare to entangle with Chen Mo again. He operated the Xuan Qi to its limit, using it to blast Chen Mo away, then retreated swiftly like a ghost, barely avoiding He Lian Huo Wu's fatal palm strike.

  By this time, he had some intention to retreat. This brother and sister were very difficult to deal with, and they all looked like desperate people. Ouyang Qing's eyes were full of shock.

  At this moment, Chen Mo was like a madman, disregarding life and death as he continued to charge forward fiercely. No matter what, he had to kill that old dog, he couldn't let him harm his family.

  Ouyang Jing's momentum had weakened, his feet wandering on the stake, avoiding Chen Mo.

  He's also quite cunning, suddenly kicking He Lian Huo Wu heavily to the side. As long as he can knock this troublesome He Lian Huo Wu flying and then escape, everything will be easy.

  Damn it, "kua" a kick, as if kicked a hard object that was slippery.

  As he took a closer look, he saw that it was a turtle falling from the ribbon on He Lianhuo's waist. The turtle waved its four legs wildly, stretched out its head and spat a mouthful of water straight at Ouyang Ke's face.

  Sticky, and Ou Yang Jing's face was splashed again. His furious face roared, "Where did this stupid thing come from?" The eagle claw fiercely scratched the turtle shell, and suddenly felt an unbearable hardness, the fingers were torn apart in pain, almost broken off. Like a hot yam, it was thrown out, 'plunk' into the well.

  The little turtle was floating up and down in the well, lamenting endlessly after being pulled out. I'm hungry, smelling a special fragrance coming from afar, it bit down on the source of the fragrance without hesitation. After finally getting the fragrant thing into its mouth, before even tasting it, it was ruined by someone again. Ruining Little Turtle's good fortune, seeking death!

  He Lianhuo's fire dance could only shock and retreat, and with a spin, he had already fallen behind Chen Mo. Unexpectedly, a turtle saved himself, but how did it hang on his own ribbon?

  Ou Yang Jin wiped the sticky liquid from his face, and again joined forces with his siblings to attack Chen Mo. The eagle's claws avoided the heavy blows and swiftly grabbed onto Chen Mo's thigh. His thigh was as hard as steel, but the sharp eagle's claws dug deep into the tight muscle, piercing deeply and causing fresh blood to gush out. As long as they crippled this kid's leg, see how he could still fight with them?

  Chen Mo was in so much pain he could hardly stand upright, his entire body weakened.

  Ouyang Jian forced He Lian Huo Wu to retreat, and then he jumped up, taking the opportunity to urge the Xuan Qi to pour into his claws, scratching towards Chen Mo's head. This move was extremely ruthless, as long as he scratched Chen Mo's head, piercing through his skull, he would definitely die.

  "Don't be too pleased with yourself, old dog."

  Chen Mo, covered in blood, took a few steps back, punched himself lightly on the back, and crouched down. Suddenly, He Lian Huo Wu understood his intention, stepped on Chen Mo's back, and leaped into the air. Her slender hand was like a goddess picking flowers, with a red firework blooming at her fingertips, like a mesmerizing mandrake opening at midnight. Her sleeves fluttered beautifully as she aimed at Ouyang Jing's eyes. 'Pfft' His eyeball burst, scorched by the hot flame, and turned into a charred, crumbling ball that fell to the ground.

  "Ah~" Ouyang Jing let out a painful and mournful cry.

  Chen Mo's arm, covered in fresh blood, was a deep purple color and had gathered all his strength. He punched out with a loud crash, directly bursting through Ouyang Jing's chest and heart. The powerful force of the Golden Fist shattered his ribs and pierced his heart.

  This move was created by both of them while playing around, 'Dragon and Phoenix in the Sky', which showed an astonishing power after a high degree of coordination.

  Ouyang Qing's eyes turned black, and a burst of icy cold lake water poured down from the crack, drenching him from inside out. His entire body was frozen in place like a clay statue.

  Chen Mo ignored the blood-soaked pants and kicked Ou Yangying's corpse high into the air, like a torn sack. Another Golden Tower style. With both hands facing upwards, he caught Ou Yangying's corpse and brutally folded it in half.

  In an instant, fresh blood spurted out, and Chen Mo got rid of the corpse.

  "Your blood stinks."

  He hated those eagles and hounds under Chen Deshui's command. If he had returned a step later, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

  As if in the midst of heaven, a million golden lights poured down on Chen Mo, like a Vajra wrathful deity who had just subdued demons and evil spirits. Standing atop a tall wooden stake, he emitted radiance, dazzling the heavens and earth.