Although it is unknown what kind of grudge they have with the Martial Divine Sect.
But now that they've arrived, it means the Martial Divine Sect is probably in big trouble today.
At this moment, on the battle platform, Du Chuanyan's gaze fell on Chen Mo, his expression full of contempt.
Even Lin Baizhi was no match for him, so he didn't take the other disciples in the Tianyuan Divine Sect seriously either.
Who will play in the next match?
Before everyone could react, Chen Mo took a step forward and quickly arrived in front of him, his emotionless voice slowly ringing out.
"We don't need them."
These words were spoken.
Du Chuanyan also frowned slightly, looking at him with a puzzled expression, not understanding what Chen Mo meant by those words.
"These pieces of trash are not worthy of appearing before me."
"Since this final match is a challenge for inner disciples, then you can take it."
"Dare you?"
Hearing that the other person has chosen to challenge him?
A strange look flashed in Du Chuanyan's eyes. Was Tianyuan Sect giving up on treatment?
However, he quickly realized that there might be hidden geniuses within the Tianyuan Divine Sect, and that Lin Baizhi might not be the strongest among them.
They had been hiding their strength all along, but no matter what, Du Chuanyan never took the Tianyuan Divine Sect seriously.
Even now, Chen Mo felt the same way in his heart: since they dared to challenge him at this time, they should be prepared to die.
Thinking of this, Du Chuanyan slowly spoke:
"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish..."
"To kill you, I only need one move."
Chen Mo's eyes were filled with indifference.
The words had barely left his mouth.
The others around them were clearly losing their composure. They had thought that the Tianyuan Divine Sect would send out its last trump card, but they hadn't expected it to be a brainless madman.
Are you kidding me?
Even someone like Lin Baizhi was no match for Du Chuanyan, let alone him, who could kill Du Chuanyan in a single move.
At this moment, a look of disdain appeared on the faces of the disciples of the Martial Divine Sect.
"Where did this idiot come from?! Doesn't he even know what time it is before he starts talking in his sleep?!"
"To think he could defeat Senior Brother in one move? That's a joke. Does he even know who's standing in front of him?"
"With his small frame, I could kill him with one punch. I'll say it again, the fact that he can last three moves against Senior Brother is a testament to his incredible luck and the blessings of his ancestors..."
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