Chapter 1787

It's going to ruin your reputation!

When Xue Tian heard Chen Mo's words, he kept retreating, and several guards immediately reached out to help him.

Take Xue Tian to calm down and look at Chen Mo again. Xue Tian's eyes are already covered with cold color.

"You're right. I will be ruined. But the development of Tianbao chamber of Commerce over the years has come to the shackles. If I don't comply with the holy land of Luoshui, Tianbao chamber of Commerce will not go to a higher level."

"It's inevitable to pay a price for this. You Chen Mo openly deal with Xue Tian and take away qianbiluo. That's blocking my way of making money."

"I never give a good face to anyone who breaks my money“

"Kill me, take Chen Mo and reward hundreds of millions of immortal stones."

Boom!

Words fall, heaven and earth seem to fall into silence, countless people take a deep breath of air.

Looking up at Chen Mo again, as if staring at the treasure, the eye is so greedy.

What's more, he took the lead and killed Chen Mo in the past. The powerful attack is close to the limit. He wants to kill Chen mo.

At this moment, Chen Mo's heart is extremely cold, his eyes are burning, and his intention to kill is surging out of the body.

"Money can make the devil push the mill, but in the face of absolute power, I want to change the iron law."

Taking qianbiluo into the space of the five elements, Chen Mo summons the beast of hell. The breath from hell sweeps the whole audience. The fierce power is overwhelming, and the air of killing is overwhelming.

"Kill."

Hell beast has not seen blood for half a year. At this moment, it is a Mahayana strongman. With a click, it chews up on the spot and doesn't even make a miserable cry.

Chen Mo watched the scene with satisfaction.

Then he turned and walked to Xue Tian. Every step he took was startling, which made Xue Tian's eyes a little startled.

But he is also a strong man in Tianbao chamber of Commerce. How can he be afraid of Chen Mo.

With a wave of his big hand, Xue Tianleng said, "keep the army for thousands of days, use the army for a while, kill Chen Mo for me."

"Yes."

The strength of several cronies is even more terrifying than those of Mahayana strongmen. Their attacks are close to the fighting capacity of real dragon demons, which is very terrible and irresistible.

However, for these, Chen Mo just urges the law of life to protect himself from dying in the hands of the other party.

But these attacks on Chen Mo still have the power to make Chen Mo's face appear cold and pale. Looking at Xue Tian, Chen Mo calmly said, "I'm right in front of you. The property you have is so unbearable in my eyes."

In a word, Xue Tian had to admit it.

The friars he spent his resources to build are really vulnerable to Chen mo.

"So what?"

"Do you think you can get out of this tower?"

Outside, there are disciples of the holy land of Luoshui, and there are many demons. Chen Mo can't escape from the holy tower.

If you can, Xue Tian naturally hopes to use his own strength to kill Chen Mo on the spot.

However, under the counterattack of hell beast, countless Mahayana strongmen are either dead or seriously injured.

A few Pro guards feel powerless to deal with Chen mo.

Looking at Chen Mo is also a helpless color.

"My Lord, this son's strength is unknown, but his combat effectiveness is beyond our ability to stop him."

"You stand back!"

Xue Tian has known for a long time that his personal guards can't deal with Chen mo. after all, Chen Mo controls the law of life and death, holds the reincarnation blood eating sword, and has the help of hell beasts.

"But you, my lord“ I want to talk but I don't want to talk.

"Don't worry, he won't kill me."

When Xue Tian waves his hand, these guards are willing to step back to give Xue Tian and Chen Mo enough space.

"Chen Mo, I have a good image for you, and I can challenge you more. If you are willing to hand over the thousand leaders, and from now on, it will be my use. Today's things can be regarded as never happened."

After seeing Chen Mo's strength, Xue Tian already has the mentality of accepting him as his subordinate.

But what kind of person Chen Mo is, Xue Tian wants to accept him as a follower, just like a dream.

"I'm sorry, leader Qian. I have to take it away."

Chen Mo turns around, holds qianbiluo again, and leaves this layer. The Mahayana strongman who goes all the way down seems to have received the wind, and does not continue to attack Chen mo.

As a result, Chen Mo went out smoothly.

Taking a broad view, there are a lot of people in front of us. Xueyun is the first to bear the brunt of it and looks at Chen mo.

"Boy, you are brave enough to take away the thousand headmasters. Do you want to pay attention to me?"

Snow cloud looking at Chen Mo, tone light said: "here, although I did not lay a net, but with your strength, want to leave, like a fool's dream."

"So what are you going to do?"

In the face of Xueyun, Chen Mo doesn't have any confidence. He talks gently in a deliberative tone.

"It's very simple. Defeat one of my men and you can leave."

Xueyun points to several disciples of Luoshui holy land around him. At the moment, these people are staring at Chen Mo with dark eyes, as if they are staring at a dead man with evil eyes.

"If you lose, I don't want you to do anything." Xueyun added: "as long as you kneel here for a month and eat leftovers every day, isn't that hard?"

With that, Xueyun looks at Chen Mo with a smile.

He has imagined that after Chen Mo's defeat, he would kneel here all day.

However, Chen Mo does not have any doubt, on the contrary, he has a rising sense of war in his heart.

"I heard that the disciples of Luoshui holy land are powerful and have unparalleled physique. I'm Chen Mo Bucai. I'm here to challenge the disciples of Luoshui holy land. Who are you going to fight?"

Chen Mo's tone is forceful, and his voice is awe inspiring.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, but the disciples of Luoshui Holy Land didn't speak.

Chen Mo turned passive into active and took the lead in challenging the disciples of Luoshui holy land.

For a time, the disciples of Luoshui holy land were determined to kill.

"It's just a waste without cultivation. I don't know what Xue Tian's garbage is for. He can't keep such a person."

"Well, today our disciples of Luoshui holy land are here to appreciate the strength of this boy."

As the words fell, a disciple of the holy land of Luoshui jumped out, and the dark light around him emerged, holy and extraordinary, and with a touch of prestige.

From a distance, this disciple has an unfathomable fighting power.

"I am Ding Han, a disciple of Luoshui holy land. In the middle of Mahayana cultivation, I am the spiritual body of physical wind and master the artistic conception of wind. In my world, everything can become wind."

"I can kill you with one hand."

Ding Han said this with a charming face, full of pride.

The people around them were even more sighing.

"I didn't expect that the outer disciple of Luoshui holy land possessed the spirit of wind and controlled the artistic conception of wind. So it seems that no one can match him in speed."

"Now, there is no doubt that Chen will be defeated."

When we know that Ding Han is a spirit with wind, we don't think that Chen Mo can defeat Ding Han.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, just because the constitution is greater than everything.