Chen Mo's sword went down and there was silence, as if the noise between heaven and earth had been cut off.
The people around seemed to be still, and the sword slashed through the still space, hitting the illusory bell.
The sound of "dong" was like a big bell ringing in the temple in the early morning, waking up the still people here. Time continued to pass, but of course it never stopped. Nothing could stop him.
After the bell, there was a huge explosion, and a throbbing knife mark appeared on the street. The starting point of the knife mark was in the gambling building. A huge gap was opened in the front of the gambling building. Viewed from the front.
It was like cutting the ruined gambling building in half, almost splitting the entire gambling building in half. The end of the knife mark was on the ground at the feet of Chen Mo, who was still in the air and had not yet completely landed.
Extending back a little bit. In the middle of the knife mark is the shirtless monk who broke the rules. The illusory bell on his body is still there, but it no longer rotates. Just when people thought he was living in hell, Chen Mo made an astonishing move.
When it hit, a subtle crisp sound was particularly loud in this quiet moment.
With a "click", Chen Mo fell to the ground, holding a knife in his hand and kneeling on one knee. Blood poured out of his mouth. At this time, Chen Mo didn't even have the strength to vomit blood, and his eyes were blurred as he looked in the direction of the monk who broke the precepts.
The sound of "click" sounded at the same time as Chen Mo's landing. It was the sound of the big bell formed by your Zhenqi cracking. A playful crack appeared, and soon spread, getting bigger and bigger.
"Kakakaka~~Bang!" The illusory bell exploded and turned into nothingness soon after Chen Mo landed. At this time, the broken monk also knelt down on one knee and put his hands on the ground, "Ugh~!" A mouthful of blood
It spurted out from his own mouth and scattered all over the ground. It was shocking. The situation was even worse than Chen Mo's.
"Huhahuha~~"
Both of them were breathing heavily.
At this time, everyone hid their necks deep in their chests, waiting for who of them would fall first, not daring to breathe.
Stand up!!
The first one to stand up was the broken monk. He walked towards Chen Mo step by step on the cracked ground. There was still blood on his mouth. He really wanted to slap Chen Mo with the "Tathagata Palm" and directly take away his little penis.
But he couldn't do it. At this time, the true energy in his body entered a vacuum period. Even if he wanted to restore a little bit of true energy, it would not be a matter of time, but he didn't want to leave it to Chen Mo for a while.
"Ta, ta, ta..."
Chen Mo tried his best to open his drooping eyelids, and an endless wave of sleep came over him, but he just refused to fall asleep.
"Move! Move!" Chen Mo screamed in his heart, but he just couldn't control his body. It was already very difficult to hold up without falling down.
Chen Mo also entered a vacuum period in his body at this time, as if he had returned to the time when he couldn't use his true energy.
Chen Mo just watched quietly as the monk walked up to him. At this time, he didn't even have the strength to raise his head. Then he felt his head being grabbed and heard the monk's wanton laughter: "Ah haha."
Haha, the final victory belongs to the poor monk!!"
With that said, the monk who broke the precepts kicked his big foot towards Chen Mo's body.
With a "bang", Chen Mo was kicked firmly in the chest, and another pool of blood spurted out. The knife in Chen Mo's hand also fell to the ground with a "clang".
"The double swordsman has lost." This is what most people think. He can't even block an ordinary blow now, so what else can he do? You know, the physical strength of the monk who breaks the precepts cannot be underestimated. Then
Fatty doesn't come in vain.
Jing Lushan, the swordsman, drew out his sword with a "Qing" sound. At the same time, there were several eyes looking at him. They were all people from Happy Square, and they would attack him as soon as he stepped half way out of the roof.
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Jing Lushan looked at the weak monk with twinkling eyes. He felt that he could fight with him now, but those people were staring at him with eager eyes, which made him hesitate. He really didn't want to miss this opportunity for revenge.
, but looking at Jiang Yiyan on the side, he didn't want to separate from her after just picking her up.
At this time, Jiang Yiyan also clenched her fists and stared at the man who had insulted her with hatred.
"Don't act rashly." Chaida shouted lowly.
"Chen Mo is going to die if he doesn't move!!" Yan Yu's eyes have turned red. Now he doesn't care if Chen Mo loses in the fight, he just hopes that he or...
Just when these people were anxious, Chen Mo was kicked twice.
The kick that seemed to kill Chen Mo gave Chen Mo a new lease of life. After the bruise in his chest was forced out of his body, his body instantly became much more relaxed, and his body began to come under his control. After two more kicks,
, I feel that I have strength again. The pure strength of the body, although not much, can prevent me from sitting still and waiting for death.
"End it!"
The broken monk no longer used his feet. He clenched his fist with his other hand and struck Chen Mo in the head.
At this moment, Chen Mo, who was still calm, suddenly tightened his body, moved his feet into a lunge, and punched out, hitting the fist that was attacked by the monk who broke the precepts.
The broken monk stared at Chen Mo who suddenly regained his strength with wide eyes, and Chen Mo also raised his cold eyes to look at him at this moment.
Chen Mo punched out again with his other hand, hitting the broken monk's belly directly. Although the belly was hit, it could not block Chen Mo's blow, and a mouthful of blood oozed from his mouth.
Taking this punch as an opportunity, the two began to fight with their fists in the most brutal fighting style, leaving everyone stunned.
The two punched each other continuously with four punches. There was no defense. Both of them reached the crossbow tree, and they just kept attacking. The fists hit the fists, the fists hit the opponent's flesh, and the punches hit the flesh.
The sound of the impact was frightening. The fists of the two were getting faster and faster, and blood was splashing everywhere, but neither of them had any intention of falling.
"Are these two people made of iron? They won't fall like this."
"Hurry, hurry, someone will fall down soon."
"Perhaps the pattern of this tomato orchard is about to change, come on, two-swordsman." Of course, no one dared to shout this sentence, but many people really meant it.
Just when everyone was extremely nervous, the two dueling men also let out a low roar.
"Ah~~!"
Both of their fists were stained with blood, and they didn't know whether their own hands were broken or whether the other's blood was on their hands.
At a certain moment, the two of them took a step at the same time and gave each other a fierce punch. Chen Mo punched the broken monk in the abdomen, and the broken monk punched Chen Mo on the head. It seemed that Chen Mo
The punch he received was the most disadvantageous, but in Chaida's eyes, Chen Mo's punch was even more advantageous.
From their exchange of blows, Chai Da could see that Chen Mo's attack target had seen the opponent's abdomen. Chai Da admired him for having such a calm mind under such circumstances. According to Chai Da's own guess, Chen Mo was
Those who rush to destroy the opponent's Qi Realm will ultimately fail to destroy it, and they will disrupt the opponent's ability to absorb vitality.
This is what Chen Mo thought. He did not regard this confrontation as the final contest. He believed that to truly defeat the opponent, it was not enough to rely on his fists alone. He also had to use a knife. Fighting against the bomb was just a means of concealment.
When the opponent is in hysterics, he is secretly absorbing vitality and turning it into true energy, and at the same time blocking the opponent's process of absorbing vitality.
Chen Mo never relies on brute force when fighting, but also uses his brain.
The two of them exchanged punches and both took two steps back at the same time. The broken monk felt uncomfortable when Chen Mo bombarded his abdomen and vomited a lot of blood, but he was still very satisfied with his last punch, even if he failed to blow the opponent's head.
, can also make the opponent lose their action, and then it will be your final blow.
Then, imagination is beautiful, but reality often does not develop as expected.
Chen Mo's head was so blasted that blood flowed into his eyes, making his vision red, but he could still see. He took two steps back to steady himself, grabbed the void with his left hand, and used his own
The zhenqi that he had finally accumulated was used to retrieve the object from the air, and he grabbed the Qingyu that he had dropped before in his hand.
At this time, the broken monk had already taken a step towards Chen Mo and was about to give Chen Mo a blow. The sudden change made him pause for a moment. The knife in Chen Mo's hand was very threatening to him and he could not fight forcefully.
, but it seemed that it was too late for him to back down now, and he wanted to fight again, but the instant conflict between the two caused him to stagnate at that moment.
It was this stagnation that made Chen Mo seize the opportunity, take a step forward, and send out a knife, directly stabbing the monk's abdomen. The knife was halfway in, but failed to penetrate his body.
"Death!" The monk who broke the precepts also had red eyes and raised half of his fist to wave again.
Not to be outdone, Chen Moyue kicked him in the abdomen, causing his body to retreat. At the same time, he pulled out his knife and dodged the opponent's punch. After dodging, the knife in his hand was moved by his wrist.
When he turned and slashed, he was about to hit his arm, but he turned around to avoid it.
The fat body turned in a circle, and his fist gathered enough strength, and he swung it towards Chen Mo. Chen Mo wanted to avoid and not resist him, but at this moment, his body protested, and his physical strength reached its limit. In an instant, he was not able to resist.
Under Chen Mo's control, he was numb for a moment. His cheek was hit hard by the other party. The moment he was knocked away, Chen Mo was able to control his body again. He flew out and turned around, suddenly using his last
With all his strength, Qingyu was thrown out and inserted into his chest, but he was quickly caught by him and did not let him go deeper.
Chen Mo was knocked to the side and fell to the ground. The broken monk seemed to have exhausted his last strength. His legs were weak and he took two steps backward. He tripped over the bumpy ground and lay back, his fat body
The sound of his body hitting the ground was much louder than the sound of Chen Mo hitting him.