When his head collided with his palm, Chen Mo felt that his soul had been knocked out by the opponent, and his eyes instantly turned dark. Chen Mo bit the tip of his tongue, his pupils shrank again, and the light returned.
Chen Mo still wrapped his arms around the man and did not let go.
"Too weak." Chen Mo said lightly.
"Really? Since you want to play so much, I will play with you. I want to see how tough your life is." The man sneered, opened his hand holding the sword hilt, and the long sword penetrated directly.
Chen Mo's body flew out from behind, dragging out bits of blood.
The strong wind disappeared, leaving only the occasional breeze.
The long sword pierced Chen Mo's body, made an elegant spin in mid-air, and then returned to the man's other hand.
"Look, is it useful?"
The man sneered, meaning: You are too naive to think that you can restrict me from using my sword.
Of course, Chen Mo didn't think that this would be able to restrict him from using his sword. He knew from the previous battle with the Jinyi user with double thorns that the weapon did not have to be in his hand. What's more, the opponent was a sword cultivator in the fourth realm, and his sword control skills must be good.
It will.
Except for Shisanniang and Lu Yu, the sword masters Chen Mo met before were almost all show-offs in his eyes, but those two people had never shown flying swords to kill people in front of him, and he didn't know if they would or not.
Display it.
At this time, Chen Mo knew that the only thing he could do was to fight with him, otherwise he would not be able to touch the opponent without weapons, no, even if he had weapons.
So from the beginning, Chen Mo waited for the other person to approach him. If that person didn't want to kill him with the mentality of torturing himself at the beginning, there would be nothing he could do.
"ah!"
A low roar came from Chen Mo's throat. Without the sword to restrain himself, Chen Mo burst out with his own strength. He added his hands and a leg to twist the man's arm, just like a python in the forest strangling its prey.
The man was also a little surprised that he still had such power at this time.
"Humph, there's no point in struggling."
The long sword came out again and stabbed into Chen Mo's shoulder accurately.
"If one hole is not enough, let me open a few more for you."
Pulling out the long sword, Chen Mo still didn't let go. He continued to exert force, but his body was mortal. Chen Mo didn't believe that he was fine iron. Unless he broke free from himself, Chen Mo would fight to the death to break his arm.
, using the power of one realm to break the arms of people in the four realms, even if they die, it seems to be a good deal.
The long sword stabbed Chen Mo's other shoulder again.
"Even if you are surprisingly strong, you are still vulnerable to absolute strength.
The sword was retracted, the man's momentum surged, wind rose from the ground, and the clothes of the two men rustled.
Chen Mo suddenly felt something trying to hold him open, and shouted in his heart: Don't even think about it.
The originally injured foot was also twisted up.
The man did not draw his sword again and said sternly: "Since you are so confident in your power, I will destroy your ridiculous self-confidence."
The man pressed slightly, and with the ground under his feet as the center, dense cracks instantly appeared, as wide as a square sheet.
Chen Mo, who was originally twisted on the man's arm, was opened a little bit.
"How about it? Why don't you put in a little more strength? Aren't you going to try to twist my arm? I'm about to break free."
The words were full of disdain.
No more!
Chen Mo has already used his best strength.
Damn damn it!
Chen Mo hated himself. Ever since he killed the three realms, his body had never returned to its best condition. The medical skills that his master taught him to restore his injuries had never been effective. All this was because he was too weak.
Really, I can't have a reliable opponent, but when I meet someone like this who has no power to resist, I'm not really a tough guy. Even if I'm a tough guy, I can't stand such a torment!
Although Chen Mo complained, he still tried to tighten his arms. This was the only thing he could do.
"Is that it? It's really boring." The man shook his head. "The opportunity has been given to you. Since you have tried your best and can't use the mutation ability that day, let's call it a day."
"Next, enjoy the gifts I have prepared for you."
The man made a fist with his palm, and a force burst out from his arm, directly spreading Chen Mo's hands and feet, pulling out his hand easily, and then punched Chen Mo.
"Bo'er~"
There was a dull sound from the blow, and at that moment, Chen Mo felt as if his entire body had been smashed to pieces, and then he flew out like a kite.
The man grabbed the void with his big hand, and Chen Mo, who flew backwards, stopped in the air.
"The fun has just begun."
The man waved the long sword in his hand: "Try to see how powerful my sword skills are in the four realms."
The third lane of Jianfeng, the first lane, and the breeze lane!
A gust of breeze blew towards Chen Mo, directly wrapping him up. The breeze was blowing very lightly, but Chen Mo intuitively felt that thousands of small swords had cut on his body, with cuts as small as hair.
It appeared on his body and was small to red, with no blood seeping out.
The breeze blew by, and Chen Mo fell heavily to the ground, and then climbed up with difficulty. The reason why it was difficult was not the damage caused by the sword wind, but the previous heavy blow.
Chen Mo could only support himself with one foot and lift the other foot slightly. He didn't know what was happening to his bones, but he only knew that it hurt a lot when he touched the ground.
His hands were hanging down, a large area of scarlet appeared on his shoulders and abdomen, and his face was frighteningly pale. He had lost too much blood in the past half month and had not recovered well.
His eyes were already a little blurry. This was caused by excessive blood loss, the previous heavy blow, and the slap he received on his forehead earlier. The man's figure swayed left and right in the dim light, turning into two figures.
Chen Mo shook his head hard, and the figures overlapped. He looked farther behind the man and saw only a figure running hard, but that figure was still far away from the city.
No, Jiang Nu, you are running a little slow.
Chen Mo murmured in his heart, not complaining, not regretting, just nagging before he died.
He told Jiang Nu before that he would not die. It was all nonsense. He just gave her a reason to run forward. No matter how sure he was of being rescued, he still had to try. This was the only chance. They didn't get it.
choose.
Run, I will buy you some more time.
Chen Mo started to move his steps and limped towards the man.
"Is this what the sword skills of the Four Realms are like? Mosquitoes are more painful than him, right?"
"Indeed." The man did not deny it. "I always use this trick on those prisoners. I couldn't hold it back for a while, so I used it. It's a pity that there is something missing here, such as this salt water chili powder or something, which will be more effective.
a little."
"But, a thousand-mile embankment breaks down in an anthill, and it will only satisfy you if it bites you slowly."
The man showed his sword flower again, and it was so good-looking that Chen Mo even doubted that his sword style was just for good looks.
The breeze enveloped Chen Mo again, and the knife-like pain appeared again for a long time, but Chen Mo did not stop. He was numb or had no strength to care about the pain.
The clothes began to tatter, and part of the clothes turned into small pieces that were blown by the sword wind and danced in the wind. Chen Mo's body was exposed more, and there was another layer inside the clothes. It was not clothes, but a cloth belt dyed red with blood, in circles.
wrapped around his body.
New red lines appeared on the visible skin, some old red lines were more vivid, and blood beads were already oozing out.
The distance of more than ten feet was reduced by Chen Mo's knife. The man looked at the dying man walking towards him with a calm expression.
Coming?
No, that would be boring.
Another sword strike.
Before the sword wind around Chen Mo dissipated, a sword energy pierced his thigh, piercing his thigh and causing Chen Mo to stumble and fall forward.
The two of them got a few feet closer.
At this time, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded behind Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't have the strength to turn around. He knew without looking that it was this man's subordinate.
The sound of horse hoofbeats became louder and louder in Chen Mo's buzzing ears.
A sneak attack?
Chen Mo sneered. Even if it was a sneak attack, he had no extra strength to resist. Now he was almost like a weak ordinary person.
The sound of horse hooves whizzed by the road, and without taking action against Chen Mo who fell on the ground, he ran towards the road and in front of you.
It turns out it's not me.
Chen Mo got up with difficulty, but did not get up completely. He used his hands and feet to crawl towards the man.
"Yes, yes, that's it." The man finally smiled. This is what he should look like, crawling like an ant.
Three feet.
Two feet.
One foot.
Chen Mo was getting closer and closer to the man, and behind him there was a trail of blood dripping from his body, which looked particularly dazzling in the early morning sunlight.
Chen Mo used his hands and feet to use his last strength to pounce towards the man.
The man looked at him as if he were rushing towards him, and shook his head: "You still have so much strength."
Chen Mo had already reached the top of the man's head, maybe because he had a problem with his perception and his strength was a little too much.
"Lie down and lie down!"
The man quickly drew his sword, hoping to completely make Chen Mo lose the ability to move.
It's just that Chen Mo, who was in mid-air above the man's head, changed his body strangely, and the sword didn't hit him firmly. The man turned around and looked at Chen Mo who was crossing him: "It's really not easy to worry about."
Another quick sword hit Chen Mo.
This time Chen Mo didn't dodge, he hit the target completely and was directly knocked away.
Just as Chen Mo flew out, the man frowned: Boy, are you using me?!
The direction in which Chen Mo flew out was exactly the one he missed next to Chen Mo before.
Is this guy trying to steal a horse? Don’t even think about it!
There was another sword attack here, and the sword energy flashed out and passed directly through Chen Mo's body. The power was faster and more powerful than the previous sword attacks.
Chen Mo spurted out another mouthful of blood in mid-air, but the amount spurted out was not much, so he probably didn't have enough blood to waste.