Chen Xin's steps stopped, and Chen Xin's expression became solemn: "What a vicious spear! This evil aura is so strong, I'm afraid people with Titled Douluo levels will die under this spear."

Xiao Mo glanced far away and drew a circle with one hand holding the gun. Long Yuan was shocked. The sharp edge of the red gun seemed to be able to cut the air. When the breeze touched it, it made a strange gunshot sound, as if a bloodthirsty beast had awakened.

, eager for the nourishment of blood.

"Chen Xin, Kendo, I have admired your name for a long time. I heard that you are very strong, but I don't know if your reputation is in vain! My hands have been very itchy recently, why don't you come and compete?"

Seeing Xiao Mo waving towards him, facing Xiao Mo's provocation, Chen Xin snorted coldly: "You can give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, powerful sword energy swirled out, swirling around Chen Xin's body.

Chen Xin raised his head fiercely, with a faint sword rising and falling in his eyes. He closed his old hands and let out a soft drink. As the palms of his hands slowly opened, a huge sword with a wide shape was also exposed in the air.

"Martial spirit, seven killing swords!"

Looking at Chen Xin, whose aura was fully erupting, Xiao Mo frowned, and a trace of disappointment couldn't help but show up in his eyes.

Looking down at Long Yuan in his hand, he seemed to have too high expectations for Chen Xin. With this little strength, he didn't even have the qualifications to get him serious.

"Hey, it's true. I am a fledgling boy, and I feel lonely for the first time when I come to Douluo World." Xiao Mo laughed at himself, and the fighting spirit in his eyes suddenly cooled down and became dull.
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The change in Xiao Mo's expression naturally did not escape Chen Xin's eyes. He felt annoyed in his heart and could feel the Seven Kills Sword in his hand trembling slightly. Chen Xin knew that Xiao Mo was different from what he expected. This was a formidable opponent.

"You don't even release your soul power, are you looking down on me?" Chen Xin's words were full of anger, and his eyes were like sharp swords that could pierce through everything.

Xiao Mo shook his head, threw Long Yuan in his left hand, and then put it on his shoulder. He extended his right index finger and waved left and right: "I don't mean to look down on you, but you are too weak."

"I originally thought you were qualified to let me stretch my muscles, but now it seems you are not qualified to let me warm up."

"Maybe the combination of you and that wretched old man hiding in the dark, and with the full support of Sect Leader Ning, might make me take it more seriously." Xiao Mo turned his index finger and pointed at the empty space on the right, with a strong look in his eyes.

Deep contempt.

Gu Rong thought that he could hide at will thanks to the characteristics of his martial soul, but under Xiao Mo's mental vision, his whereabouts were clearly visible.

Seeing that Xiao Mo accurately pointed out the location, Gu Rong's face was not very good, and she walked out of the air.

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask Xiao Mo how he knew he was here, but he swallowed the words back as he would be more embarrassed if he asked.

"You are not a soul beast!" Chen Xin said suddenly.

He observed for a long time, and he could not feel the charm of a soul beast at all in Xiao Mo's body. However, Chen Xin was also puzzled. Like Gu Rong, he could not detect the fluctuation of soul power from Xiao Mo's body.

Hearing this, Xiao Mo's original imitation of the invincible temperament was suddenly broken, and a black line appeared on his forehead. Xiao Mo had a dark face and cursed: "Your sister, you are the soul beast, and your whole family is a soul beast."

Beast."

"Hey, why are you scolding me?" Ning Rongrong, who was behaving well next to Ning Fengzhi, said dissatisfiedly.

Xiao Mo glanced at Ning Rongrong and said nothing.

Looking at the sword in Chen Xin's hand, Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows: "I have a bad temper. You guys tried to trick me in the inn earlier, which made me feel very unhappy!"

"I'll stop here and wait for you to come, just for the fight! You and that peeping tom should come together, it should be something to watch."

Gu Rong, who had never had much sense of presence, looked at Xiao Mo with an unkind expression. This kid actually mocked him as a voyeur. It was true that my uncle could tolerate it, but my aunt couldn't.

"Young man, you have such a loud voice. You must know that when we became famous, you were not even born yet!"

"If strength is determined by age, then I am really overestimating my abilities!" Xiao Mo responded with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"You're so young, your eyes are already on top of your head! Since you don't take us seriously at all, let me, Gu Rong, come and see if you have the qualifications to be arrogant."

The angry Gu Rong ignored Ning Fengzhi's stop and raised his hand above his head, then shook it hard and shouted: "Martial spirit is possessed!"

After entering the spirit-possessed state, Gu Rong's momentum increased greatly. He stared at Xiao Mo who was sitting on the stone and had not moved. He became angry and sneered:

"Boy, although Titled Douluo is the highest level of soul master cultivation, there is also a gap between Titled Douluo."

Xiao Mo glanced sideways at Gu Rong, jumped off the stone, raised the corner of his mouth, and leaned Long Yuan on his shoulder against the ground.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the spot, and a series of dense afterimages flashed quickly. Gu Rong felt that his eyes were blurry, but in the blink of an eye, Xiao Mo's figure appeared in front of him.

As soon as the spear moved, Xiao Mo scolded, and the explosive Qi and blood in his body began to flow. The muscles in the arm holding the gun expanded and contracted, and a powerful force erupted.

His body half-twirled into the air, Xiao Mo quickly hit Gu Rong's body with a bang, and the energy vibrated out, expanding into a faint circular arc, causing the gravel on the ground to roll continuously.

A black shadow scraped against the ground and shot out fiercely. It rubbed against the ground at an extremely fast speed and finally crashed into the pile of dirt and rocks on the roadside with a loud bang.

Rumbling...

Broken stones tumbled, dust flew in all directions, and a shallow ravine was plowed by black shadows on the ground.

In the rubble pile, Gu Rong's violent coughs sounded one after another, and then a trembling palm covered with dust pushed away the stones accumulated on his head, and then an old face covered with dirt stretched out.

Gu Rong's mouth was bleeding, and he pressed his burning abdomen with one hand. His face was confused. After he stood up, he stood there in a daze. It wasn't until the severe pain in his abdomen made him take a breath that he woke up from his daze.

He looked at Xiao Mo who was holding a golden gun on his shoulder, looking at him sideways, and raising his middle finger.

Although Xiao Mo said nothing, the raised middle finger expressed his intention in a friendly way.

Weak!

Furious, Gu Rong spat out a pool of blood, and Xiao Mo's shot almost knocked his breath away.

"Young man, you don't talk about being immoral. I haven't used my soul skills yet, and I haven't even started yet!"

Xiao Mo looked at Gu Rong who had an angry look on his face strangely, and sneered: "According to what you said, should I take out my pen and ink and draw a portrait for you first?"

"How can there be so much trouble in a fight? You're still a long time old, and you don't even know how to strike first."

Poof!
Chapter completed!