"I'll kill you."

The evil king looks fierce, and his eyes are full of fierce light. He thinks about what kind of person he is. Today, he breaks through the powerful man of transforming God, but he doesn't expect to meet the damned Chen Mo and cut off his legs.

Although I don't know why Chen Mo has such strong strength, Xie Jun doesn't care about it. He only knows that if he doesn't kill Chen Mo, he will be crazy sooner or later.

The evil king killed Chen Mo only with a stream of resentment. How could such an evil king be Chen Mo's opponent? He cut off the sky sword, cut off the right arm of the evil king, and dyed the ground red with blood.

The rest of the body of the evil king, and then lost an arm, a lot of blood continue to flow, the feeling of pain, let the evil king suddenly wake up, staring at his own so miserable situation, evil king only feel about to doubt life.

"No... how is that possible? I'm a strong one. Why? Why am I defeated by him“

The evil king raised his head and roared, his face full of resentment.

All around, people look at Xie Jun's crazy appearance, and then look at Chen Mo who stands up with his sword. After a comparison, all kinds of exclamatory voices ring at this time.

"He did it."

"He has a sword that can kill the evil king. His words are not nonsense, but facts prove that he can really kill the evil king with a sword."

"And he only has half a pillar of incense time, to defeat the evil king, completely effortless."

"Who can tell me why he is so strong?"

……

Many people look at Chen Mo as if they see a rising star shining on the sky. His figure is awe inspiring.

With one person and one sword, he only fought against the evil king in the realm of God, and only made three swords.

Every sword is prosperous and plain. It's not too much to call it Kendo wizard.

Chen Mo's eyes are low. He doesn't look contemptuous. Some of them are just plain. The evil king stares at Chen Mo with resentment. In his mood, Chen Mo is stronger than the evil king.

"Little beast, you cut off my legs and cut off my right arm. This revenge can only be accomplished with blood."

"Blow it for me."

The evil king roared, and with a click in his body, he revealed himself. Then his left arm held Chen Mo's legs, and his body sent out the horrible smell that surpasses that of a strong man in the early stage of deification. Moreover, this breath soared wildly, with the power of destroying the world.

Even people hundreds of meters away felt the fear in their hearts. The Dharma king of ChiYan tribe and the priests of Huangdi tribe fled one after another for fear that they would suffer unexpected disaster if they stayed in the same place.

"Brother Chen Mo, here is the Xuanwu shield." Zhou Bodong yells and throws his Xuanwu shield to Chen Mo in the air. The Xuanwu shield flies quickly, but Chen Mo doesn't reach for it.

But holding the sky chopping sword, aiming at the back of the evil king, he suddenly increases his strength and thrusts it down. The sharp blade is invincible and instantly penetrates the back of the evil king.

"Poof..." Xie Jun vomited a mouthful of blood, but still holding Chen Mo's hands, crazy eyes make people shudder, coldly said: "Chen Mo, I want to die with you, can kill you this pride, worth it, next life I will kill you."

"Yes? I think you forget one thing. Your Dan is broken“ Chen Mo's words seem to have magic power. As soon as he finishes speaking, the evil king looks dull, and then the aura in his body dissipates madly.

"No... how can you pierce my Dantian?" The evil king's face is not willing. He knows this sentence clearly. Chen Mo can cut off his legs and naturally pierce his Dantian.

Dantian broken and self exposure is not the same.

Self exposure is ready to explode. It's like an atomic bomb. Once it explodes, it will be more powerful than the cultivator's own strength, and it will be extremely lethal.

Generally speaking, unless there is a deep blood feud, friars are not willing to disclose the elixir field, because elixir field is the place where friars store their aura and no longer exists after exposure.

If the elixir field is broken, it is like a damaged elixir field. The aura will rapidly fade away and become a waste.

At the moment, the evil king is depressed and listless. He even loses the chance to die with Chen mo. if he wants revenge, he can't kill Chen Mo in his life.

What's more, the evil king's limbs are incomplete and his accomplishments are all gone. He needs to see Chen Mo's mood even when he is alive.

He was the deputy head of the shadow gate, and he was reduced to this level.

Is life worse than him?

The most hateful thing is the evil king or the realm of transforming God, which is defeated by Chen Mo in the middle of Yuanying.

Now the evil king, life without love.

You can't help laughing and saying, "well, well, sometimes you have to have a good life. Don't force me to have a good life. Chen Mo, I won't be wronged to be defeated in your hands, but I won't die in your hands. No one can kill me... Ha ha..."

When Xie Jun finished laughing, his chest had been pricked with poison tablet fist, and the black toxin spread rapidly. Xie Jun swallowed a breath, and then he died.

A generation of killers and powerful people finally choose to end on their own.

Chen Mo sighs. Looking back at the various ways of escape, it is extremely dangerous. It is a matter of congratulation to survive.

This time, he was able to kill Xie Jun because of Chen Mo's earthly style, and Chen Mo's surprise. He was arrogant and arrogant, and finally died in Chen Mo's hands.

When Chen Moshun puts away the sky chopping sword, he picks up the Xuanwu shield. It has to be said that the defense of the Xuanwu shield is strong, and it has an indestructible Xuanwu flavor, winding around the Xuanwu shield.

In the distance, Lu Bo looked at Chen Mo with a double smile. "Mr. Chen Mo, congratulations on killing the evil king. We finally don't have to live in exile and escape everywhere."

Chen Mo nods and looks at Xie Jun's body. He gropes and finds Xie Jun's storage ring. When his consciousness comes in, Chen Mo owns more than 100000 inferior spirit stones and is excited about Xie Jun's storage ring.

The storage ring of Xie Jun has 200000 low-grade spirit stones, several high-grade spirit stones and hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones. It's a magic weapon and has all kinds of natural resources.

"This guy is really rich."

Chen Mo murmured. Before he could put away the storage ring, he heard a fight in the distance.

Looking up, you can see that the priest and the Dharma king of ChiYan tribe, who are thousands of meters away, are engaged in a life and death battle. The terrible attack has no intention of releasing water.

The high priest of Huangdi tribe fell, and the Dharma king of ChiYan tribe lost his staff like a tiger with teeth pulled out, so the strength of the two sides was almost equal, and it was hard to win.

"Stop it all." Lu Bo went up and yelled: "just escaped from death, you have to fight in the dark. Do you still have me in your eyes? Don't forget that behind me is Mr. Chen Mo, who just killed the evil king, and I still have the strength to kill you."

As soon as the words came out, several priests and several Dharma kings stopped attacking and waited for Chen Mo's reply.