"What kind of knife is this?!"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?!"
"How could you, a mere Eight Desolate Venerable, possibly wield such a powerful sword?!"
The moment the Flame Dragon was destroyed, Zhou Yong suddenly woke up, and his heart was filled with shock. It seemed that he had never imagined that Chu Mo would actually make such a terrible strike.
This moment.
He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis looming in his heart.
He had a premonition.
I can't block this knife!
And once he is hit, he will die!
"That's impossible!"
"How could I, an old man with a ninth-level spiritual weapon, not be able to stop it? And how could I die from this sword?!"
Amidst the roar, Zhou Yong's face turned red as blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body began to tremble.
"I don't believe it. You're just a junior who hasn't even entered the King Realm yet. How can I not be able to block your sword?!"
"I absolutely do not believe it!!!"
At this moment, Zhou Yong had gone crazy under the threat of death.
He doesn't believe it!
I don’t believe Chu Mo’s sword is so powerful!
I don't believe this knife can't be stopped!
I don’t believe it even more…
His next fate!
The fate of death!
Amidst the roar, the Qi, blood and energy in Zhou Yong's body were circulating crazily at an unprecedented speed. He activated the Skyfire Dragon Wall to almost the limit, and in an instant, a fiery red light shield appeared around him.
At the same time, his figure also retreated rapidly, and the whole person seemed like a stream of light, retreating rapidly to the rear.
In the blink of an eye.
They had already retreated dozens of miles.
but……
It’s too late!
Chu Mo's sword had already crossed time and space. As soon as it appeared, it reached Zhou Yong's head with supreme power.
Even though he possessed the ninth-rank spiritual weapon, the Heavenly Fire Flame Dragon Wall, and even though he could retreat dozens of miles in a flash, how could he be faster than the flash of the sword?!
"No!"
Seeing the knife about to fall, Zhou Yong's pupils became bloodshot and he roared hoarsely.
Rumble!
The knife light swept over and completely swallowed him up in the next moment.
Then, a shocking explosion sounded, and a terrifying bright light suddenly burst out. Countless powerful sword energies crisscrossed and blocked everyone's vision.
…
I don’t know how much time passed.
The sword energy finally dissipated.
Zhou Yong was seen standing there, without a single scar on his body, not even a trace of blood.
As for Chu Mo, he slowly sheathed his sword, stared at Zhou Yong, and did not attack again, but just stood there quietly.
"Father... blocked it?!"
In the distance, Zhou Yun looked at this scene and muttered to himself with a shocked look in his eyes.
In his words, he used the word "block" instead of "break", which means that in his mind, facing Chu Mo's powerful and terrifying sword intent, it was beyond human power to resist.
In his opinion, even his father, who had already entered the realm of God of War, would find it difficult to resist.
Hence the 'blocking'.
At this moment, Zhou Yong also thought so.
A hint of surviving a disaster first flashed across his face, and then he looked at Chu Mo, intending to speak. But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, his pupils shrank rapidly, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.
He looked at Chu Mo and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.
“Puff!”
A faint dull sound suddenly rang out.
Immediately, a faint line of blood suddenly appeared on Zhou Yong's neck. The line of blood began to expand rapidly, and eventually even his head could not support it.
"Gudong!"
A dull sound was heard, and Zhou Yong's head fell directly to the ground, and his body was separated from his head.
Until death.
His eyes were wide open.
It seemed that he had never thought that he would die here, at the hands of Chu Mo.
"Father!"
Such a sudden change stunned Zhou Yun.
His face was full of disbelief. He was so shocked that he stepped back repeatedly and finally sat down on the ground.
In his mind.
My father has always been a man of great stature, incredibly powerful, and almost beyond human reach...
Just die like that?
Died at Chu Mo's hands? !
Zhou Yun simply couldn't believe his eyes, even though he saw it with his own eyes, he still shook his head stubbornly, as if he thought he was in a dream.
This scene is so horrifying!
This scene is so scary!
He thought that Chu Mo would die directly at his father's hands, that his father might be injured, and that the two of them would experience a brutal fight... He thought of countless endings in his mind.
But anyway.
It was totally unimaginable that things would end up like this.
Father is dead!
Chu Mo is still alive.
Then how should I deal with it?
Think of this.
Zhou Yun suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously raised his head to look towards Chu Mo, just in time to see Chu Mo's gaze also looking at him.
Feeling the other person's calm eyes, as deep as a cold pond, Zhou Yun couldn't help but shudder all over. Without any hesitation or thought, he subconsciously knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"Chu Mo, please, don't kill me!"
"I was wrong, I was really wrong... I will never mess with you again!"
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