Chu Mo flashed and appeared outside the villa like a ghost.
Old Tang hid in that tree last time, and I never expected this person to do the same.
It was a really good hiding place, but unfortunately I ran into it.
"Are you going to come out on your own, or should I drag you down?"
The moment Chu Mo finished speaking, a phantom black shadow pounced on him from a tree dozens of meters away.
The shadow was almost invisible to the naked eye, especially in the dark, where it was practically invisible.
That's so fast!
If it weren't for the terrifying force of that punch, which stirred up a huge wave of air, most people wouldn't even be able to sense its presence.
He flew across a distance of tens of meters without ever touching the ground.
Like a large, transparent bird.
Chu Mo was slightly intrigued, and faced with the attack, he slapped down with his palm without hesitation.
A terrifying tornado suddenly appeared in the sky, carrying an invincible force, and swept wildly toward the figure.
boom……
The two forces collided suddenly.
A terrifying, invisible shockwave instantly enveloped an area of tens of meters in radius, sending grass, trees, sand, and stones flying in all directions.
The large tree more than 30 meters away also had broken branches and fallen leaves, as if it had been ravaged by a hurricane.
The illusory shadow immediately flew back more than ten meters away and revealed its true form.
He was a thin, elderly man from West Asia, with an ordinary appearance, about seventy years old, and his white hair was messy like a chicken coop.
His skin was rough and dark, and his face was very thin, as if he were malnourished.
He was wearing a tattered, old brown robe, beneath which his thin, stick-like calves were visible, and his bare, black feet were exposed.
Judging from his appearance and clothing alone, he looks exactly like a street beggar.
But the calm and indifference that emanated from his very being made it clear to ordinary people that he was no ordinary person.
At this moment, a hint of solemnity appeared in his originally deep and calm eyes, clearly indicating that he was very surprised to be sent flying by a single palm strike.
"Such a young enlightened being is truly rare in the world, and is truly remarkable."
Chu Mo was surprised; he hadn't expected the other person to speak Chinese so well.
However, he had no intention of chatting.
Once you win someone over, they will honestly tell you whatever you want to know.
Therefore, the moment the other person finished speaking, he pointed his fingers together without hesitation.
A dazzling sword light instantly ripped through the night sky, slashing towards the old man like a meteor.
The sword light was just like a twinkling star, illuminating the dark night sky with a beam of light more than ten meters long.
It was magnificent and domineering, and the area within a hundred meters was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime.
The killing intent within that sword beam was as intense as a cold winter wind, chilling to the bone.
This is one of the three main offensive techniques inherent in Chu Mo's Heaven-Refining Technique.
It's called the Thirteen Tribulations Sword of World Annihilation!
Only by entering the Foundation Establishment stage can one be qualified to cultivate, and then, one tribulation sword for each realm.
It is said that when one cultivates to the end, slaying immortals and destroying realms with a single sword strike is an easy feat.
In addition, there are the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique and the Five Elements Return to One Technique.
And what he is using now is the First Tribulation Sword, which he has only recently begun to cultivate.
breaking Dawn!
The old man, who had been relatively calm, suddenly looked horrified, his face filled with disbelief.
But at this point, he had no choice but to fight head-on.
He quickly clasped his hands together, muttered incantations, and a faint light shield instantly enveloped his entire body.
At the same time, he angrily uttered a strange and obscure note, and suddenly pushed his hands forward.
An invisible, terrifying pillar of energy surged forward relentlessly, like a tidal wave crashing against the shore.
Wherever the column of air passed, the ground was left in ruins. In the raging wind, sand, stones, grass and trees flew everywhere, yet they remained condensed and did not disperse.
In the end, it formed a giant dragon of shattered rocks that crashed into the sword's edge.
boom……
The dragon shattered instantly.
The sword light weakened slightly, but its momentum remained undiminished.
Then, he slashed at the faint light shield surrounding the old man with his sword.
The light shield shatters again!
The old man felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out as his body flew backward dozens of meters.
When he collapsed to the ground, his face was already pale and ashen, and his eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
Upon seeing that sword light, he knew that the attack was absolutely extraordinary.
Even after experiencing it firsthand, he was still horrified.
The intense killing intent even gave him a feeling of dread, as if he were falling into hell.
This was unimaginable for someone as determined as him.
He had never been so afraid, even when facing death, but at that moment, he was afraid!
The fear seemed to come from the depths of his soul, leaving him with no way to escape it.
"Your methods remind me of your Sword Saint, Zhao Wangchuan."
He truly couldn't understand how the sword light could be so powerful.
Among the top experts on the Dragon Kingdom's Heavenly Ranking, only Zhao Wangchuan has achieved such a level of mastery in swordsmanship.
But this person is clearly not.
The old man looked haggard, but his eyes had slowly regained their calm.
This calm and composed state of mind surprised Chu Mo a little.
He simply stopped thinking about continuing, since the other man couldn't escape anyway, and asked curiously:
"Who are you? What is your purpose here?"
"My name is Dirawa, and I am an ascetic from India. I have come here on someone's behalf to obtain your Kunlun Immortal Brew recipe."
Chu Mo was surprised to find that the old man was quite honest and answered all his questions, so he asked again:
"Then who commissioned you?"
"I promised him I wouldn't tell," Dilava shook his head resolutely, his eyes firm and determined.
"If you don't talk, you'll die."
"Death is not scary; it's just another cycle of reincarnation."
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