"What do you want to do Zhao Wuji, lying on the ground, saw Chen Mo step by step towards him, with a fierce intent 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 back, then turned to the front and said, "I have no injustice or hatred with you, but you want to take my life. How can I be soft on people like you?"

"Kill me?" Zhao Wuji laughed.

"Boy, you are so ridiculous that you only transform God into cultivation, and you want to deal with me. Haven't you heard a word that all of them are ants under the way?"

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

Those who are strong in Taoism are more powerful than those who transform gods. Their physical bodies have already surpassed the transformation of gods and realized the existence of Tao. Although the transformation of gods is also an expert, the Tao transcends everything and reaches the supreme level. Therefore, Zhao Wuji despises Chen mo.

One side of Si Meng saw Chen Mo walking toward Zhao Wuji, but she also nodded her head and said, "little fellow, it's my fault that caused you to get hurt. Fortunately, you refine Taichu Xuelian, and you are safe and sound. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Zhao Wuji's strength is even stronger than me, and you can't deal with Zhao Wuji because you are cultivating yourself."

After hearing this, Chen Mocai looked at Si Meng seriously. She was like a heroine. Even though she was attacked by the sword, she still had a natural strong temperament.

Her beauty is excellent. Her skin is white, and her face looks delicate and pitiful. After just a look, Chen Mo has a good opinion of her.

Because come to this world, Si Meng is the first woman who is good to Chen mo.

You know, as soon as Chen Mo came to Bahuang, he was arrested by Ye Hao for mining. There, Chen Mo saw that people were warm and cold, and everyone was selfish, but Si Meng was unique.

At the beginning of Taichu, the treasure of Xuelian, Si Meng didn't even give it to Zhao Wuji. However, she saw that Chen Mo was seriously injured and attributed the fault to herself. This is how kind-hearted she is.

Although she is now called Chen Mo little guy, Chen Mo is indeed a little guy in the eyes of a monk of the same way, and Si Meng is older than Chen mo. in addition, she thinks Chen Mo is very interesting and will call Chen Mo a little guy, which makes Chen Mo a little embarrassed.

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

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

For some reason, Chen Mo has a kind of intuition. Even if the other party is injured, Chen Mo can't deal with it.

However, he is really deceiving others. It is difficult for Chen Mo to vent his anger if he does not kill him.

Take out the Wuchen heart 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."

As soon as his eyes were shining, the moon sword with Chen Mo's whole strength stabbed Zhao Wuji. Where he passed, it was of infinite power. It seemed that he could penetrate everything and landed on Zhao Wuji's chest.

"Hateful, damned mole ant, don't let me recover, otherwise, I will tear you into pieces."

Zhao Wuji is very angry and thinks what kind of character he is. He falls into Chen Mo's hands.

The point is, this guy is still an ant like monk.

In its heyday, Zhao Wuji could stab Chen Mo to death.

If Zhao Wuji had not been seriously injured, 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 Wuchen Xinyue was about to come out of his hand. His mouth was paralyzed. His body stepped back a few steps. His eyes were shocked. Looking at Zhao Wuji's proud smile, Chen Mo said strangely, "so strong?"

In the practice world, Chen Mo can kill anyone in every move of his life. However, it is so difficult for him to kill a seriously injured monk here, even impossible.

When was Chen Mo already weak.

"Ha ha Boy, don't waste your energy. " Seeing that Chen Mo attacked himself without any harm, Zhao Wuji couldn't help laughing and disdaining: "before I recover my strength, you still have time to run away, but you will still die. I Zhao Wuji has never tried to be insulted like this. If you don't kill you, you will not be human."

"Oh

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

"You mean, you want to shoot me?" Zhao Wuji's face sank. He thought Chen Mo would run away when he saw how powerful he was. As a result, this guy still wanted to fight him. In this way, he would not be bullied and humiliated by Chen Mo, which made his face go there.

His eyes glared at Chen Mo fiercely. Zhao Wuji said coldly, "don't be shameless. If you offend me, Zhao Wuji has only one way to die. If you can't kill me, you have to fight against me. It's just to give you an ugly way to die. Don't let me suppress your soul and never live beyond life."

"To threaten me at this point?" Chen Mo pretends to be angry, but his heart is extremely depressed. When it is so difficult to kill someone, and the other party is seriously injured and unable to move, Chen Mo can't kill him.Immediately, Chen Mo takes up Wuchen heart moon sword and stabs Zhao Wuji's eyes.

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

Otherwise, staying here is a waste of time.

The sharp and incomparable cold light from the blade made Zhao Wuji afraid.

The dream of the distant division some dare not witness, she knows Zhao Wuji well.

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

Sure enough, with the fall of a sword, Zhao Wuji's miserable cry soon sounded.

"Ah, stop it." Zhao Wuji eyes a pain, eyes are about to break.

The blood came out from the eyeball, which was ferocious and terrifying.

However, Chen Mo's face was even more smiling when he saw the effect.

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

Chen Mo's face was full of lust when he said this.

He has never been soft on the enemy, let alone Zhao Wuji.

He almost died in his hands just now, and this hatred Chen Mo Ming is remembered in his heart.

A sword fell, destroying Zhao Wuji's first eyeball.

Between heaven and earth, Zhao Wuji's voice of anger.

"Boy, give me your name. If I don't kill your ancestors for 18 generations, I will not be Zhao Wuji, and all the people related to you will die."

"Ah, no My life. Roots! "

Under Zhao Wuji's anger, Chen Mo directly destroys his ancestral treasure, and resentment suddenly erupts from Zhao Wuji. He stands up suddenly with a fierce face. Facing Chen Mo, his eyes are full of cold and frosty killing intent, "damn ants, come to your life."

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