Chu Mo decided.

Then.

He began to practice in this space, experiencing the mystery of the divine-level martial art Hongtian Pomie Zhan.

Boom boom boom!

The artistic conception permeates the heaven and earth, and the sword energy spans the sky.

On this ancient battlefield, brilliant sword lights intertwined and contained the aura of destruction and killing. Sky-high artistic conception emanated from Chu Mo.

As his sword realm was advanced to 60%, Chu Mo's comprehension speed of the Hongtian Pomie Zhan also greatly improved. At this moment, he was rapidly moving from the minor success realm to the major success realm.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

Chu Mo has already completely elevated this god-level swordsmanship to the peak of minor success, and is only one step away from entering the major success level. However, this last step makes it difficult for Chu Mo to take it no matter how hard he tries.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Could it be that the level of swordsmanship I have comprehended is still somewhat insufficient?"

Chu Mo frowned.

Afterwards, he continued to practice, but still couldn't figure it out.

Chu Mo was a little depressed that he could clearly see the threshold right in front of him, but he was still unable to enter.

"continue!"

"I just don't believe it. I really can't break through this barrier!"

Chu Mo didn't believe it and continued to comprehend.

but.

Just when he was about to continue practicing, he felt a gaze falling on him, sharp and dazzling.

Chu Mo looked up subconsciously.

The Martial Saint Guan Gong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly moved. His whole body was filled with momentum, and he raised his Azure Dragon Crescent Moon. A round of sword light appeared in Chu Mo's pupils.

Since he is the Martial Saint Guan Gong, who in such a big world can talk about swords in front of him?

Therefore.

The moment the Martial Saint Guan Gong raised the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, infinite divine power and dazzling and extremely sharp sword light suddenly appeared above the universe and the stars.

In a trance, the golden swords and iron horses were surging, and the smoke and blood were like dragons.

In a very distant area, countless alien armies numbering in the billions appeared before their eyes.

Their murderous fury shook the heavens, their blood boiling, as if they had walked out of a sea of blood and corpses, ready to wipe out the entire galaxy.

Yet, facing such a terrifying alien army, facing a charge as fierce as a tsunami, the Martial Saint Guan Gong remained calm and unafraid. He stroked his beard with one hand, raised his sword with the other, and then gently brought it down.

Rumble!

The sword energy that spanned countless miles across the galaxy suddenly shot out, breaking through the universe in an instant and collapsing the void. The terrifying sword light flashed instantly, and wherever it passed, thousands of stars collapsed and destroyed, and countless alien armies were turned into dust.

Even more.

The starry sky within an infinite distance became concave, and countless imprints of laws exploded with crackling sounds, as if even the great Dao was wiped out by this knife.

Martial Saint Guan Gong, Azure Dragon Crescent Moon!

Wherever the long sword goes, everyone is killed!

…

When the sword energy finally annihilated and disappeared into the endless deep space, Chu Mo couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"So, this is the ultimate and perfect sword of Hongtian Pomie Zhan!"

He murmured softly.

The sword strike by the Martial Saint Guan Gong was extremely powerful. It could cut through the galaxy, destroy the laws and space of a region, and even wipe out the avenue. However, Chu Mo could still vaguely distinguish that this sword strike was the Hongtian Pomie Zhan that he had practiced.

Therefore, he immediately understood that the Martial Saint's sword move was specifically designed to teach him!

Therefore, after Chu Mo sighed, he immediately fell into contemplation again, constantly recalling the essence of the Martial Saint's sword in his mind.

It’s hard to tell how much time has passed.

It seems like a moment, but also like a long time.

Chu Mo suddenly opened his eyes, with countless knife lights flashing in them. At the same time, the knife energy on his body suddenly rushed into the sky. Chu Mo suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

Rumble!

At the moment when these words fell, a powerful sword light flashed out, like a long dragon unsheathed, and pierced through the vast void in the blink of an eye. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed inch by inch, and everything turned into dust and dissipated.

"Finally... it's complete!"

Chu Mo let out a long sigh and murmured to himself.

After experiencing the sword of the Martial Saint, Chu Mo was able to directly advance the Hongtian Pomie Zhan he practiced from the minor success stage to the major success stage, and directly reach the perfection stage!

"Junior Chu Mo, thank you for the teachings of the Martial Saint. I will never forget this kindness!"

Come back to your senses.

Chu Mo respectfully bowed to the Martial Saint Guan Gong and spoke with a very respectful attitude.

Hearing this.

Guan Gong glanced at Chu Mo, nodded slightly, which was rare, and then stroked his long beard again. Then he narrowed his eyes again, stood with his sword, and fell into a state of rest.

Seeing this.

Chu Mo was not surprised. He just bowed respectfully and then left.