The black mist wrapped around Chu Tian slowly merged into him.

The face appears first.

A pair of deep and dark eyes, full of coldness and murderous intent.

Then a huge body slowly emerged, and the whole body was covered with dark golden scales.

The scales shone with a faint dark golden light.

These scales are exactly the same as the dark golden armor of Jin Bingwen, the loyal follower of the demon god in Han Country.

It's just that it's more refined than the armor covering Jin Bingwen, and his entire body except for the face is covered with that scaly thing.

A color that is darker than the black of the eye begins to spread from the center of the pupil, and the entire eye appears completely black, with no trace of white visible.

A dark purple mark slowly extended from the neck to the entire face.

A black mist appeared on his huge claw covered with black scales, and quickly solidified into a giant black sword, emitting a cold and sharp aura.

Twisting his stiff neck, Chu Tian's mouth drew up a ferocious smile, and he uttered a low, hollow voice: "Zhu Mo, you are not afraid now, are you?"

"Be good and don't piss your pants so much~"

After saying that, Chu Tian quickly flew towards Zhu Mo with a strong gust of wind.

Crackling.

Wherever the wind passed, the floor was blown up by the strong wind, and gravel and dust flew everywhere, and the air was filled with smoke.

The figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye Chu Tian arrived in front of Zhu Mo.

Although no expression could be seen in his pair of dark eyes, the hideous smile on his face revealed his excitement.

His sturdy arms suddenly rose up, and with a swish he raised the black magic sword, and sneered, "I'll cut off one of your arms first. It's a pity that I can't kill you right away."

Zhu Mo's face remained calm as usual. The strong wind brought by Chu Tian blew his hair back, revealing his clean and white forehead.

"I remember when I was at the bar I said..."

"The time you lost was your only chance to kill me. Now you don't even have the strength to hurt me at all." The holy light on Zhu Mo's body became brighter and more dazzling.

Xiang Fan, who was standing beside him, held down his gentleman's hat with one hand, and his left hand was shining with a golden light.

As long as he finds that Zhu Mo cannot withstand Chu Tian's attack, he will take action and repel Chu Tian with one move.

When Xiang Fan got closer, he realized that Chu Tian was stronger than he looked. Even he was not sure he could kill him with one move.

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your arms!"

The black giant sword fell.

Chu Tian thought that Zhu Mo's right arm would roll to the ground without any surprise.

But his huge sword stopped in mid-air and could not fall.

"Huh?" The smile on Chu Tian's face froze and he was shocked.

Because a giant sword similar to his blocked his attack.

That’s right, it’s the same demon sword.

Although they look exactly the same to Chu Tian, if he looks closely he will find that Zhu Mo's magic sword is more delicate and has a more perfect shape than his.

"What? What's going on... How come you also have this magic sword. Did you change it too..." Chu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

“Chu Tian, fortunately you are not a believer of the demon god. Otherwise, this battle would be over.”

Zhu Mo sneered, and the magic sword in his hand burst out with an extremely terrifying pressure.

While Chu Tian was stunned, the holy light emanating from Zhu Mo suddenly attacked Chu Tian.

The holy light shone on Chu Tian's hand holding the magic sword, and actually swallowed up his scaly claws.

Chu Tian gasped as an extremely painful burning sensation came.

Just as the holy light grew stronger and was about to illuminate the entire Chutian, a strong wind swept in.

Magically blow away some of the holy light.

"Chief!" Sun Fei shouted from a distance.

Chu Tian finally came to his senses and quickly retreated.

If Sun Fei hadn't helped him with that palm strike, he would have been completely swallowed up by the holy light on Zhu Mo's body.

"Chief, be careful! Pay attention to that light, it seems to be restraining you." Sun Fei reminded.

"Yeah, I know. Thank you, Sun Fei."

Looking at the black blood flowing down from the palm that had just touched the holy light, Chu Tian couldn't help but frown: "What on earth is going on with that light?"

"How should I know? I think we should think of another way. Look at the old man wearing a gentleman's hat next to Zhu Mo." Sun Fei sighed and held his forehead.

Only then did Chu Tian notice Xiang Fan beside Zhu Mo.

"Is he a mutant?"

He spoke slowly in surprise: "And his strength is so strong that it's terrifying."

"Idiot, he is not only a psychic but also a saint. In short, I think the leader should not think about holding Zhu Mo hostage. There is no chance at all..." Sun Fei tapped Chu Tian's head with her fingers and said helplessly.

The leader was too careless.

If it were in the past, there was no way he would have failed to notice the danger posed by Xiang Fan.

I would never rush forward like a reckless man without thinking about the consequences like I am doing now.

Zhu Mo looked at Chu Tian in the distance, frowned slightly and cursed inwardly.

He was not cursing because he failed to get rid of Chu Tian, but because he felt the same pain in his hand as Chu Tian.

When he put away the magic sword, he found a deep blood mark on the palm of his hand holding the magic sword.

If I continue to hold the magic sword, I'm afraid the holy light will devour my hand.

Although he has the item Life Ring, Zhu Mo doesn't think its healing ability can catch up with the power of Holy Light.

"It seems that this holy light still repels the power of the demon god..."

"Hey! If you hurt me again, I won't help you kill Chu Tian." Zhu Mo said in a low voice.

The holy light on his body seemed to have really heard Zhu Mo's words, and a halo appeared on the wound.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You're obedient."

He looked at Xiang Fan beside him and said calmly, "Brother Xiang, please help me finish this."

"No problem." Xiang Fan agreed with a smile.

Xiang Fan's hands were flashing with strong golden light, and he walked towards Chu Tian with slow steps.

"Damn it, there's no way to escape now."

Holding the magic sword, Chu Tian walked forward fearlessly, ready to fight Zhu Mo to the death.

"Don't be anxious, chief! Run over there, I'll stay here to cover you." Pointing at the window with heavy curtains drawn, Sun Fei said helplessly.

Looking around, she saw her companions falling in a pool of blood one by one. She had long lost the desire to live. Today was her way of repaying the leader's kindness.

She swore that she would never follow such an idiotic leader again in her next life.

Chu Tian looked around and saw that his former subordinates were helpless against the combined forces of Zhu Mo's Mo Wei and Zhu Chi's men.

Only a small number of people came originally.

We have to wait for reinforcements to arrive, probably to collect the bodies.

When I saw everyone working so hard, I saw a figure dodging everywhere.

"Damn it, everyone is doing a great job, but you are the only one running away with your head down."

Seeing Wu Xi trying seriously to save his life, Chu Tian became furious.