Heishan Laozu's whole body is full of extremely strong Disha power. For Chen Mo, he doesn't mean to keep his hand. The agreement of one move is very important to both Heishan Laozu and Chen Mo, so Chen Mo also has no hand.

Whenever there is a chance, Chen Mo will give black mountain ancestor a fatal blow.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

Looking at Heishan's ancestor, Chen Mo's spiritual power surges out of his body. He moves with all his strength without reservation. His black hair dances wildly in an instant. The whole person has the momentum of an abyss like a sea.

Chen Mo and Heishan Laozu are both the top leaders in the cultivation world. Every move affects the trend of the situation in the cultivation world. The confrontation between the strong and the powerful makes Yang Dingtian and Wei Mu's hearts hang.

Who is the winner in their battle!

"Kill."

Heishan Laozu roared, his voice roared like thunder, and fell to the sky. His figure turned into thousands of figures in the same place, which made Chen Mo confused. Just as Chen Mo was about to release his mind, Heishan Laozu suddenly killed Chen Mo with a black broadsword. The sword was as thick as a mountain, carrying a million tons of huge force, as if Pangu opened the world. The blade fell wherever it went Chen Mo's expression is dignified by the dim light of dust, the mysterious light of knife, and the cold light.

The attack of hegemony is impeccable.

Chen Mo's eyes sink, and even his heart shows signs of calmness. He holds a clean heart moon sword and looks weak in the face of the black mountain ancestor's sword.

But!

Chen Mo's eyes are as wise as facing the abyss. Chen Mo's heart and mind are interlinked with each other. No sword in his hand is better than a sword. Therefore, Chen Mo's direct intention urges the moon sword of Wuchen heart.

Whew!

The light of the sword is floating. It can freeze everything. It can break through the dark light. It can kill the enemy from thousands of miles away. However, in the eyes of Heishan ancestors, it is almost unbearable.

"Chen Mo, did you stop?"

Heishan Laozu held a broadsword, looked down at Chen Mo, and said in a cold voice, "you are not my opponent at all. In addition, your moves have been understood by me, so you will surely lose. Today, I will tell you with my strength what is the Disha power."

Ghost chop!

"Die for me," he cried again

All of a sudden, the Dagao breaks through the space, bursts into dim light and violent waves. It is just like the heavenly maids scattering flowers on Chen Mo's body. The terrible momentum directly makes Chen Mo feel the strain, and his body stands erect with pride. Chen Mo's palm turns into a slap in the palm and a knife cuts at the Heishan ancestor.

Such a scene makes Yang Dingtian and Wei Mu bitter.

They can see that Chen Mo has no extra moves. He can only deal with Heishan Laozu with bare hands. He can't even deal with him with Wuchen Xinyue sword.

In this way, is Chen Mo still the opponent of Heishan ancestors?

"Palm knife, you're so poor. I'll see how you die." The black mountain ancestor's feet move, and a figure is drawn from his back. The light rises like a demon. I can see that the black mountain ancestor's big knife suddenly falls down, just in the position of Chen Mo's head.

Boom! An astonishing momentum swept over, and a terrible and incomparable pressure broke out.

Chen Mo raises his head, knowing that Heishan's ancestor is so powerful that he wanted to leave, but he finds that his body is frozen and hard to move. At the same time, the knife is close to Chen Mo's head. If he can't resist, Chen Mo's body will be split in two.

"Broken."

At the critical moment, Chen Mo bites his tongue and separates the blood essence. The blood essence immediately falls into the throat and turns into a powerful energy, which moves around the body and viscera.

The next second, Chen Mo punches out.

This fist contains all the strength of Chen Mo's life. Almost in a moment, Chen Mo feels empty and pale. However, his fist is extremely terrible. The momentum of his fist is just like that of the whole day. His fist style is amazing. It is full of violent and rolling vigorous Qi. In an instant, he collides with Heishan Laozu's broadsword.

Boom!

The huge noise and shock made the two figures on the sky covered by the air waves. The air waves which poured thousands of miles across the vast expanse were vast and surging away. Yang Dingtian and Wei Mu reached out to resist, but they were hit hard by the air waves.

In an instant, both fell to the ground, but their eyes were still staring at the sky.

However, the air wave is still erupting, and the bodies of Chen Mo and Heishan Laozu are blurry.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, there are many figures, such as Wudao and the head of Jianshan gate. Their bodies stop not far away, and then look up at the scene in front of them.

"What's going on?" The head of the sword Mountain Gate said in a daze: "it seems that the battle has reached its peak. It is very likely that Chen Mo and the strong man will be both defeated."

With these words, the head of Jianshan gate glanced at him.

Suddenly, there is no way to understand.

If Chen Mo and Heishan Laozu are both defeated, then he and the gate master of Jianshan will fight to kill both Heishan Laozu and Chen Mo, so as to stabilize their position.

As the air wave dissipated, the figures of Chen Mo and Heishan Laozu appeared. Heishan's hair was fluffy and his face was covered with dirt. His clothes and robes were broken. His hands were only holding the handle of the knife. The blade had already collapsed. His eyes were fixed on Chen Mo in front of him, and he was powerless to say: "Chen Mo, you and I have already passed your move. It's a fair fight, not a violation of the contract of heaven 。”The meaning of Heishan ancestor is already very simple.

As long as the victory and defeat are not divided, he and Chen Mo do not have to abide by the heaven contract, and will not be killed by the heaven. Instead, there is a chance to continue fighting in the future.

Chen Mo, hearing the words of Heishan's father, was pale. Just now he took all his strength and used a drop of blood essence. Basically, Chen Mo had no fighting power, and his body stood up in the air with one breath and was very hard.

Looking at Heishan's father, Chen Mo didn't speak.

At this time, Chen Mo was afraid to expose his weakness and lead to the pursuit of others.

For a while, the atmosphere was quiet.

All people are impatient and are about to move. They all see Chen Mo's weak appearance. He will not kill Chen Mo at this time, and when he will be treated. Moreover, the elder Heishan ancestor is also seriously injured. The hilt in his hand is the best proof.

The old father of Montenegro suddenly smiled with a flash of light: "Chen Mo, since we have not won and suffered serious injuries, I think we should fight again in a certain day, and I don't know what you think?"

Seriously injured?

Fight again on a day!

The words of Heishan ancestors made the master of Jianshan confirm his thoughts.

At that time, the master of Jianshan gate and the figure without Tao rushed to Chen Mo first. The rest of them came back and followed him. They directly surrounded Chen Mo, which seemed to be unable to be carried out and could not go.

And Heishan ancestors, no one surrounded.

Because they can see that Heishan ancestors and Chen Mo have revenge.

Looking at Chen Mo, the sword Mountain Gate leader said coldly: "Chen Mo, you know, I always want to kill you, but because I am not strong enough, I will give you false grievances."

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