Listening to Xu Yuner's words, Chu Mo cast his gaze into the distance.
But at the top of these towering peaks, each one is extremely smooth, as if it had been neatly flattened by some sharp weapon. Looking down from the sky, it looks like a flat surface.
And at the top of a mountain in the center, stood a figure.
He held a long sword in his hand, motionless, like a stone statue, but the strange thing was that his skin had dried up, leaving only bones. The long sword in his hand seemed to have gone through countless years and became dilapidated, covered with rust.
An ancient and vast atmosphere arises spontaneously.
Just a glance.
Chu Mo knew that the opportunity would fall on this corpse.
Swish!
He moved and came to the mountain where the figure was.
As if sensing Chu Mo's arrival, the stone-sculptured corpse suddenly moved. Although its skin was dry, when it raised its head, Chu Mo suddenly felt as if the other party had opened his eyes and was looking at him.
What's even more terrifying is.
He could clearly feel a faint sharp edge shooting out from the depths of his eye sockets, as if it could cut the world in two.
"Such a strong murderous aura, such a terrifying sword intent!"
"This person's swordsmanship is indeed far superior to mine!"
Being stared at by the other party, Chu Mo was subconsciously startled and felt a creepy feeling.
But then he became excited.
Ever since his swordsmanship improved to this level, he has never encountered a decent swordsman. Now he has met someone who is not weaker than him in swordsmanship, and is even much stronger than him. If he has a good fight with him, he will definitely benefit a lot.
Just as Chu Mo was thinking this.
The skeleton seemed to have sensed the sword intent in Chu Mo's body. A red light suddenly burst out from the empty eye sockets, carrying blood, brutality and murderous intent, like a mad supreme god or demon.
"hiss!"
The corpse let out an incomprehensible roar, like a monster, and then he rushed towards Chu Mo with a long knife in his hand.
Rumble!
Although it was just a corpse without even flesh and blood, and the long sword in his hand was extremely damaged and almost on the verge of collapse, but when he swung it at this moment, it still carried the aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
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