Chapter 1448

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Wuji, lying on the ground, saw Chen Mo coming towards him step by step, with a sharp intention to kill him. He said in a cold voice, "don't think you can deal with me if you get Taichu Xuelian. The disciples of Bahuang academy can kill you even if they are seriously injured."

"Is it?" Chen Mo asked in reply, then changed the subject and said, "I have nothing against you, but you want to take my life. How can I be soft on people like you?"

"Kill me?" Zhao Wuji smiles.

"Boy, you are so ridiculous. You just want to deal with my monk of he Dao. Haven't you ever heard of a saying that there are mole ants under he Dao?"

With these words, Zhao Wuji's face was extremely confident.

Those who are strong in combination with the Tao are indeed more powerful than the monks who transform the gods. Their physical bodies have already surpassed the gods and realized the existence of the Tao. Although the gods are also masters, only the Tao transcends everything and reaches the supreme level. Therefore, Zhao Wuji will despise Chen mo.

Si Meng was moved to see Chen Mo go to Zhao Wuji, but she nodded and said: "little guy, it's my reason that you are injured. Fortunately, you are in good health after refining Xuelian. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Zhao Wuji's strength is stronger than me, and you can't deal with Zhao Wuji because you are a spirit cultivator."

After listening to this, Chen Mocai looks at Si Meng seriously. She is like a heroine. Even if she is attacked by her own soul sword, she still has a natural strong temperament.

And her beauty can be regarded as a unique, excellent maintenance, snow-white skin, pale face, it looks pathetic, just a look, Chen Mo has a good impression on her.

Because came to this world, Si Meng was the first woman who was kind to Chen mo.

You know, as soon as Chen Mo came to Bahuang, he was caught by Ye Hao to dig a mine. There, Chen Mo saw the warmth and coldness of human feelings. Everyone was selfish, but Sima had a unique style.

The treasure of Taichu snow lotus, Sima Meng doesn't even give it to Zhao Wuji when she dies. However, when she sees that Chen Mo is seriously injured, she attributes the fault to herself. How kind is it.

Although she is called Chen Mo little guy now, in the eyes of he Dao friars, Chen Mo is really a little guy, and Si Meng is older than Chen Mo, and she thinks Chen Mo is very interesting, so she calls Chen Mo little guy, which makes Chen Mo feel embarrassed.

Frowning, Chen Mo said: "my husband has done something and has not done something. Zhao Wuji almost took my life. If I can walk away, then I am not a real waste."

After that, Chen Mo goes to Zhao Wuji and looks down at his angry face.

I don't know why, Chen Mo has an intuition that even if the other party is injured, Chen Mo can't deal with it.

However, he really deceives others too much. It's hard for Chen Mo to vent his anger if he doesn't kill him.

Take out the moon sword, Chen Mo injects spiritual power, and then looks at Zhao Wuji with great interest.

"You say I can't kill you. I need to verify that."

With a glance, the moon sword with all the strength of Chen Mo stabs Zhao Wuji. Where it passes, it has infinite power. It seems that it can penetrate everything and fall on Zhao Wuji's chest.

"Damn, damn mole ants, don't let me recover, or I'll tear you to pieces."

Zhao Wuji is furious. He thinks what kind of person he is, and he falls into Chen Mo's hands.

The key point is that this guy is still an ant like monk.

In his heyday, Zhao Wuji could stab Chen Mo to death with one finger.

If Zhao Wuji had not been seriously injured, I'm afraid he would have broken Chen Mo to pieces.

The blade of the sword fell on Zhao Wuji's chest. With a bang, Chen Mo felt that the moon was about to get rid of the dust. He was paralyzed by the tiger's mouth. He stepped back a few steps. His eyes were shocked. Looking at Zhao Wuji's proud smile, Chen Mo said: "so strong?"

In the world of cultivation, Chen Mo can kill anyone. However, it's so hard for him to come here and kill a seriously injured monk. He can't even finish it.

When, Chen Mo is already weak.

"Ha ha... Don't waste your energy, boy." Seeing that Chen Mo had no harm in attacking himself, Zhao Wuji burst out laughing and said with disdain, "before I recover my strength, you still have time to run away, but you will still die. Zhao Wuji has never been insulted so much that he swore not to be a human without killing you."

"Oh

Chen Mo's eyes turned and said, "both sides are dead. Why do I want to escape?"

"Do you mean you want to fight me?" Zhao Wuji lowered his face. He thought Chen Mo would run away when he saw his own strength, but this guy still had to fight him. In this way, he would be humiliated by Chen Mo, which made him lose face.

Looking at Chen Mo fiercely, Zhao Wuji said coldly, "don't be shameless. If you offend me, Zhao Wuji will die. If you can't kill me, you have to do something to me. It's just an ugly way to die. Don't let me suppress your soul. You can't live forever."

"To threaten me at this point?" Chen Mo pretends to be angry, but he is very depressed. When it's so hard to kill someone, and the other person is seriously injured and can't move, but he can't be slaughtered.

Immediately, Chen Mo picks up the moon sword and stabs Zhao Wuji in the eye.

This part is the weakest of all. If it can't hurt Zhao Wuji, Chen Mo can also leave.

Otherwise, it's a waste of time to stay here.

The sharp cold light of the blade made Zhao Wuji afraid.

In the distance, Si Meng didn't dare to witness. She knew Zhao Wuji well.

Chen Mo's sword can definitely hurt Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Sure enough, as a sword fell, Zhao Wuji's sad cry soon rang out.

"Ah, stop it." When Zhao Wuji's eyes hurt, his eyes were almost broken.

The blood came out of the eyeball and looked ferocious.

However, when Chen Mo sees the effect, he smiles even more.

"Zhao Wuji, it turns out that you also have flaws. I can't kill you. I can harm your eyes, including your ancestral treasures. It's a waste to keep them there. It's better to make a clean break."

When Chen Mo said this, he also had an evil smile on his face.

He was never soft on the enemy, not to mention Zhao Wuji.

Just now, he almost died in his hands. This hatred Chen Moming remembers.

A sword falls down and destroys Zhao Wuji's first eyeball.

Between heaven and earth, Zhao Wuji is full of angry voice.

"Boy, report your name. When I recover from my injury, if I don't kill your ancestors, I won't be Zhao Wuji. All the people related to you will die."

"Oh, no... my life. Root!"

Under Zhao Wuji's anger, Chen Mo directly destroys his ancestral treasure, and his resentment suddenly breaks out from Zhao Wuji. He suddenly stands up, with a fierce face. Facing Chen Mo, his eyes are cold as frost. "Damn mole ants, take your life."