Chapter 4

The seven elders smiled bitterly and shook their heads slightly.

Then he looked at Chu Mo and said, "you'd better hurry back. This... Is not where you should come!"

"For the love of those years, for you are still young, I don't care about you generally. Let's go."

Say, seven long old fly like waved his hand.

From beginning to end, the young man turned into a demon king stood there, motionless and silent, but a touch of disdain flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Have no eyes? You fools, you really have no eyes!

Chu Mo's eyes are a little red, not afraid, but angry and wronged!

Thinking of leaving Yanhuang City, I was vilified and splashed with dirty water.

After a hard journey, a teenager, who lived in the open air, crossed thousands of miles of ice and snow, met the demon king, and was so tortured by him that he refused to bow his head.

Bent on worshiping longevity, the result... Was treated like this.

The teenager almost felt like he was going to collapse.

He couldn't help shouting angrily, "it's not what you said! I'm not a mediocre! Don't accept it if you don't accept it, why humiliate me like this?"

"Ha ha..." the seven elders said faintly, "it seems... If I don't give you a chance, you won't accept it, will you?"

"Yes, I refuse!" Chu Mo said loudly.

At this time, he didn't care about the seven elders and eight elders, let alone the longevity here.

There is only one thought in my heart: why do you wronged me so much? Why slander me?

If you don't accept it, you won't accept it, but you can't wrong me and slander me!

"Well, I will give you a chance!" The seven elders said faintly.

"The seven elders are so kind!"

"The seven elders are really benevolent!"

"Such a dead duck with a hard mouth, just kick it out!"

"Although the seven elders are fair and honest, they are soft and kind in their hearts..."

"This is chivalrous tenderness!"

Many disciples of changshengtian in the square whispered there.

Looking at the seven elders' eyes, I admire them more.

Chu Mo listened to those comments, but he didn't say anything, just clenched his fists.

Eyes, full of unyielding!

The seven elders said, glancing casually at the square, and then pointed to a child in the square: "it's you!"

The crowd followed the seven elders' eyes, and a seven or eight year old boy was standing there with a blank face, looking at the crowd around strangely.

Boom!

A burst of laughter came from all directions of the square.

The seven elders' calm voice came: "little guy, you, go and fight with this brother. Remember, if you want to keep your hand, you should compete with your classmates, okay?"

The seven or eight year old boy immediately nodded with excitement on his face, glanced at Chu Mo, and showed a naive smile on his young face and replied, "OK!"

Say, jump.

At a distance of more than ten feet, the little boy only gently touched the ground with his toes in the middle, and then came to Chu Mo's face.

"Good!"

There was a cheering sound around.

The little boy's skill is really beautiful and deserves everyone's applause.

"Brother, are you ready?" The little boy looked innocent, with a smile on his face, looking at Chu mo.

No matter how angry Chu Mo was with the seven elders and those who laughed at him, he wouldn't spread the fire on a child five or six years younger than him.

Then he nodded and said stiffly, "OK."

"Hee hee, brother, I'm the weakest person in this long life, so don't worry, brother. I'm not strong at all!" The little boy looked at Chu Mo sincerely.

Chu Mo frowned slightly, which was harsh, but the little boy said it sincerely.

Chu Mo could only nod his head: "don't worry, just compete with each other."

After hearing this, the little boy laughed happily.

The seven elders and others on the high platform also laughed, but their smiles were full of disdain.

Those immortal disciples in the square acted more directly and laughed directly.

The laughter was also mixed with a lot of mockery of Chu mo.

The demon king beside him also smiled, but his smile was full of fun.

"Brother, I'm going to do it. Oh, be careful!" The little boy kindly reminded, suddenly... His speed suddenly accelerated!

Almost in an instant, he came to Chu mo.

This little thing is playing Yin!

Chu Mo was furious in his heart. At the same time, he stepped back slightly, raised his hand, and greeted the little boy with a simple long fist.

Bang!

A huge force came, and Chu Mo's body shook slightly.

"This little boy, the realm is higher than me!"

Chu Mo immediately made a judgment on the little boy's combat power.

But Chu Mo has been with those soldiers who have been on the battlefield since childhood, and accepted the baptism of those soldiers who have experienced bloody battles. Although the realm is a little poor, the foundation is quite solid!

Therefore, Chu Mo was not afraid of the little boy whose realm was higher than his.

The next move is to fight with the little boy.

Although the little boy's attack was fast and fierce, Chu Mo's action was not slow.

And compared with the little boy's fast, accurate, ruthless.

Chu Mo is very general demeanor, one move in one form, between opening and closing, full of a magnificent momentum!

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight rounds passed.

The two sides... Fought a close match!

The smile on the faces of those immortal disciples who laughed at Chu Mo in the square gradually froze.

The seven elders and others on the steps also showed a dignified color on their faces.

This teenager, it seems, is not as simple as his realm.

At least, we can't use 'poor qualification' and 'completely unfit for cultivation' to describe him!

As for channel blockage... There should be no objection to this.

They can see it!

If this teenager didn't have blocked meridians, he would be included in the gate of eternal life... It's really not impossible.

That seven or eight year old boy, the more he fought, the more he seemed a little impatient.

The handsome little face also became somewhat ferocious.

Chu Mo, however, became more stable.

There is no profound and powerful skill, one move in one form, all of which are the simplest military long fists in the secular world.

But this is precisely the key to Chu Mo's growing bravery in the war!

Military long fist is something that has been handed down to today after hundreds of years, countless generations of military evolution, and countless wars.

Although not very good-looking, it is quite practical and highly lethal!

For a few moments, if Chu Mo was cruel, he could seriously hurt the little boy!

But he didn't.

In Chu Mo's opinion, even if the little boy is a little cunning, after all... He is just a child.

He thought so, but the little boy thought completely different from him.

Almost every move is quite fierce, and the position of the attack is also the key of Chu mo.

This made Chu Mo more or less annoying. Although he was not as energetic as the little boy, his experience was far better than the other party.

Then find a gap for the little boy and shake him away.

This time, Chu Mo still had a chance to seriously injure the little boy, but he still kept his hand!

In fact, at this time, the outcome is divided!

Chu Mo also wanted to say to the seven elders on the steps: I won!

Let's not say whether to accept him, but this little boy is not his opponent.

But it's an iron fact!

On the square, the disciples of changshengtian all showed unbelievable expressions on their faces.

They don't believe that their fellow disciples will lose to a secular teenager.

However, no matter how unwilling to believe it, this... Seems to have become a fact!

At this time, the seven elders standing on the steps, with cold faces, gently flicked their fingers under their robes... A force, directly into the little boy's body.

The little boy shivered slightly, then his eyes showed joy, and he shouted, "die!"

Whoosh!

The small figure rushed to Chu Mo in the wind.

This time, the little boy showed too fast!

It's completely different from the previous performance!

Chu Mo didn't have time to react at all, so he took a slap in the chest.

Bang!

A dull sound.

Chu Mo felt his body completely out of control.

Deng Deng Deng... Stepped back a dozen steps.

And then fell on the square paved with bluestone!

There was silence all around.

Just at the moment when the seven elders bent their fingers and ejected a force, the demon king who had been standing watching the excitement suddenly moved his eyelids and glanced at the seven elders on the steps,

But then, the demon lord drooped his eyelids again, as if he was about to fall asleep, and there was no response.

At this time, on the square, which had been silent for a while, a burst of thunderous cheers came out!

"Younger martial brother is mighty!"

"Junior brother is domineering!"

"Eternal power!"

"Eternal domineering!"

The little boy, still naive, stood there and didn't continue to fight Chu mo.

Because there is no need to continue shooting.

After this slap, even if Chu Mo is not dead now, it is difficult to escape this disaster.

Chu Mo was half dead on the spot. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have passed out.

From the beginning to the end, Chu Mo didn't give a painful cry, and even his eyes didn't change at all.

His eyes were always fixed on the innocent little boy's face.

Because Chu Mo instinctively felt something was wrong!

How could this little boy suddenly burst out with such strong fighting power?

Chu Mo couldn't understand it.

Then, everywhere in his body, severe pain surged towards him like a tide.

The flash of pride in the little boy's eyes did not escape Chu Mo's eyes.

In contrast, the deafening cheers on the square seemed extremely far away to Chu mo.

He looked away from the little boy's face and fell on the group of figures on the steps.

There was only a faint disappointment on the face of the seven elders, but deep in the eyes, there was an imperceptible surprise and murder!

Probably, I think Chu Mo's reaction at the moment is something wrong.

Others have a natural expression on their face.

It seems that it is normal for seven or eight year old changshengtian disciples to defeat thirteen or fourteen year old Chu Mo!

"What else do you have to say?" The 20-year-old young man around the seven elders looked at Chu Mo's eyes, which were not only disdainful, but completely contemptuous.

Chu Mo struggled twice and couldn't get up. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood The new book opens, brothers and sisters, we want to hit the list, we want to move forward! There is another one in the morning. I hope friends who sleep late can come and vote for knife. be deeply grateful!