In Chen Mo's eyes, the crimson chain tilted, and dense metal projectiles shrouded Chen Mo like iron rain.
Chen Mo threw himself down and took down a metal door of the morgue and placed it in front of him.
clang clang clang clang!
The dense bullets hit the metal door, deforming it in an instant.
If Chen Mo hadn't raised the metal door in time, he might have been mistaken for the surface of the moon.
While the woman was changing the magazine, Chen Mo slammed the metal door in his hand towards the woman in the scarlet cloak.
The woman's slender thighs swept forward and kicked open the flying metal door.
Chen Mo took this opportunity and charged forward like a surging cheetah. He held his right hand in the void and [Ice Marks] appeared on his right hand.
If it weren't for the cooldown time of [Kill-Stop Gold Coin], he would not hesitate to use the gold bar again to kill this woman as quickly as possible.
The water vapor in the air was frozen into ice blue, and the blue [ice marks] stabbed towards the woman's eyeballs.
The woman's face suddenly swelled uncontrollably at this moment, and restless flames surged out from her seven orifices, and then exploded.
Grass....
Chen Mo cursed, and with every breath the woman took, a terrifying wave of fire sprayed out.
Chen Mo's body lit up with a yellow-orange light, and [Monster's Belt] activated the passive effect of the Protector at this time.
The scalding fire wave spread out for more than a meter. Chen Mo rolled back along with the fire. Several large bubbles were thrown out on the back of his hand, but there were no major injuries.
"Who are you? It seems that you are not from Tiangang Disha?"
The woman's hood had been burned to ashes, and her long fiery red hair shook off and burned from the tips, turning into raging flames in an instant.
The flaming hair was flamboyant and fierce, and the woman's graceful gouache was swept away.
Immediately afterwards, the woman made another dharma seal on her chest, raised it to her lips, muttered something, and then shook her hands violently and threw it out.
The flames expanded and turned into a huge fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters, like a sun.
The entire morgue was lit up by the soaring flames.
The sky-wide firelight reflected on Chen Mo's face, leaving half of his face in shadow and one side glowing orange.
He wanted to make a quick decision because he knew that in addition to this woman, Yuan Qihu was also in the morgue. He should still be looking for the body and must find Yuan Qihu as soon as possible.
At this time, Chen Mo smelled a burning smell. He touched his eyebrows. Well, they were gone.
....
The Snake Noodles can only protect the skin, but not the hair outside the skin.
What's wrong with my hair? The whole world is targeting my hair...
At this time, the woman gave a sweet shout and pointed her finger.
The fireball, which was like a small sun, hit Chen Mo like a meteorite.
Chen Mo shouted coldly and stabbed forward with the [Ice Mark] in his hand. The fire stung Chen Mo's eyes.
He popped the bubble, and the severe pain made him more awake.
There was a rusty smell in the air, like blood.
Chen Mo was standing there, holding [Ice Mark] in his hand.
[Ice Marks] It's somewhat damaged, but it's still usable.
After all, this is a C-level prop and it has durability. After fighting with Chen Mo for so long, it is normal for it to become damaged now.
Chen Mo still stood there calmly, as if just standing there made people feel irresistible and insurmountable.
Several red scars were burned on his body, but due to the self-healing ability of [Tiger Dragon Spiritual Flow], they healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The woman looked at Chen Mo and suddenly felt a chill.
Just like injured beasts, those who can't kill them will never make them weaker, but will only make them crazier and stronger.
In the blink of an eye, the woman had disappeared from the spot and struck Chen Mo in the face with a series of straight punches.
The woman took the lead, but Chen Mo didn't panic and competed with him in close combat?
I'm afraid you don't even know how you died.
Chen Mo stepped back in small steps. After dodging the most powerful punches, his eyes changed. He suddenly struck out with a cold light, sharp as a knife.
This palm movement is powerful and heavy, but extremely fast.
Bang bang bang...
In the flash of lightning, the two had fought several times, and the woman finally realized one thing. She underestimated the opponent's close combat ability.
Whenever his attack was about to fall on the opponent, the cold-faced young man would catch his wrist in an instant and use his body to force the direction of his attack away.
At this moment, the woman suddenly showed a flaw. Chen Mo seized the opportunity. His whole body was like a diagonal line, with his heels in the air, the waist and chest line, the leg muscles, and the strength of the core muscles all the way forward diagonally, all passing through her.
The palm of his arm reached the woman's sternum.
With a kacha sound, the woman flew out like a kite with its string cut off, and fell heavily to the ground. Her mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
Chen Mo raised his hand again, and the [Ice Mark] in his hand pierced out.
The woman coughed up two mouthfuls of blood foam, then, she forced herself to get up from the ground, and with a move of her left hand, the crimson flame spread from the root of her palm to the fingertips, outlining a flaming knife less than one meter long, with a simple shape.
The flame sword circulated and collided hard with [Ice Mark].
The woman couldn't help but narrowed her eyes. The next moment, Chen Mo pulled down the sword blade, twisted his left foot, and kicked the woman on the knee.
The woman groaned in pain and knelt on the ground. Chen Mo was just about to finish off the attack, but he saw her angry hair flicking out, and two tongues of fire rushed towards Chen Mo's face.
Chen Mo ignored it and actually let the tongues of fire hit him, burning his right arm with scorch marks, and then ended the woman's life with a knife.
...
"Huh~~" Chen Mo slowly exhaled a breath, but did not relax his vigilance.
At this time, he saw Yuan Qihu, or in other words, Yuan Qihu was always there, but he subconsciously ignored it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yuan Qihu is still wearing a black robe and has silver-white hair.
The long hair hangs down from the edge of the hood. If it weren't for this silver hair, it would be like a shadow under the cloak.
He held an ebony cane in his hand.
The ebony cane exuded a strange luster.
When Chen Mo saw the things placed in front of him, his eyes suddenly shrank.
Unexpectedly, the other party was so ruthless, willing to use the lives of his companions to buy time for himself.
At this moment, Yuan Qihu was standing in front of a eucalyptus covered with a long blood-colored cloth. There were candles, scarecrows, yellow paper charms, red ropes and other items on the eucalyptus.
While women and tattooed bald heads were attracting attention, Yuan Qihu had been making preparations for the ceremony, and now it was finally completed.
He bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a stream of blood mist towards the ebony cane in his hand, then quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something in his mouth.
…
At this time, Chen Mo discovered that a straw platform had been built beside Yuan Qihu at some point.
On the grass platform, there were two evil men wearing soap tunics and smeared with chicken blood.
They wore felt hats with red tassels, and in their hands were swords with ghost heads covered with red cloth. The blades could not see the sky, and the air was cold and cold.
Is this the executioner?
There was a person pressed down on the grass platform. That person's face was blue and purple, and his face was distorted by fear. It was exactly the same as Chen Mo!
Moreover, it is still exactly the same as Chen Mo's original face.
He looked at the two executioners on the left and right in horror, as if he was panicking because they were men.
"What the hell is this?"
Chen Mo's penis shrank.
This is not an illusion, otherwise, with the [Sage Necklace], he would be immune to these illusions.
But if this is not an illusion, then what is it?
"Execution!"
Yuan Qihu tapped the ebony cane, and the next moment, Chen Mo felt a cold breath coming from the back of his neck. Before he could make any move, the executioner sprayed a mouthful of silver wine on the blade.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the ghost-headed sword high and slashed it with force, causing red light to burst out in an instant.
The heads fell to the ground like heavy fruits in autumn.
"puff!"
The ghost-headed sword obviously didn't hit him, but Chen Mo felt as if his head really fell to the ground.
His neck hurt, and his vision went dark. It seemed as if a steel knife was actually coming towards him, and blood spurted out from his eyes, mouth, and nose.
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His face was as ferocious as a demon.
Grass.....
He could feel that his state was affected.
No wonder Yuan Qihu was willing to delay so long to arrange it, the co-author is waiting for him here!
At this time, Chen Mo noticed that another figure appeared on the grass platform, and it was him!
The executioner picked up the towel in the basin, wiped the ghost head knife casually, and then chopped off the head again.
What a fuck you are....
This time, Chen Mo felt extremely painful in all his limbs, as if he had been torn apart.
This can't go on like this!
Chen Mo endured the severe pain all over his body, held his right hand in the void, put on the [Eagle Eye], took out the uz submachine gun, pointed it at Yuan Qihu, and pulled the trigger.
Chuchuchu!
The bullet hit Yuan Qihu's body and was blocked by a layer of yellow-orange light curtain.
Chen Mo gave up on the hot weapon strategy and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Yuan Qihu.
Yuan Qihu looked calm and held his left hand in the void. A palm-sized conch appeared in his left hand.
After he smashed the conch into pieces with his ebony cane, a large amount of illusory sea water instantly poured out.
Condensed into a dragon beast composed of illusory sea water.
The dragon beast roared angrily and rushed towards Chen Mo.
Behind it are layers of rolling waves.
They boosted the dragon and made it rush towards Chen Mo with an unparalleled attitude.
Chen Mo looked calmly and glanced at the grass platform. Another one of him was pulled onto the execution rack.
Although it can't kill Chen Mo once or twice, if it happens a few more times, even he won't be able to survive it!
The Spear of All Beings in his hand lit up with a dazzling light, he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and his whole body was shot out like a cannonball. In mid-air, Chen Mo had already thrown the Spear of All Beings like a javelin.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound, and the sound of waves rushing and collapsing seemed to be heard in the void. The dragon was actually pierced by Chen Mo's [Spear of All Living Beings].
Yuan Qihu's expression suddenly changed!
After all, he underestimated this guy.
Seeing that Chen Mo was about to perch on the grass platform, another figure actually appeared on the grass platform, and it was him!
The executioner picked up the towel in the basin, wiped the ghost head knife casually, and then chopped off the head again.
"Execution!"
These two words sounded like a death knell in Chen Mo's ears.
This time, Chen Mo felt as if someone had hit his head with a sap, and his brain instantly went into a state of shutdown.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Qihu slowly took out an iron box from his arms. Suddenly, artillery pieces and crossbows appeared beside him, guarding him in the center.
Good guy.
Chen Mo had seen rich people with props, but this was the first time Chen Mo had seen someone as rich as Yuan Qihu.
The next moment, Yuan Qihu stomped down the ebony cane in his hand!
Arrays appeared under his feet, including these heavy weapons. They seemed to be integrated with Yuan Qihu, teleporting with him, flickering and appearing.
The execution on the grass platform continues.
Chen Mo couldn't destroy the grass platform. He had to get rid of Yuan Qihu as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he did this a few more times, he might really die here.
At this time, as countless machine sounds sounded, crossbows, cannons, and guns were all pointed at Chen Mo at the same time.
Chen Mo's scalp instantly felt numb.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Even with Chen Mo's current physical fitness, he would not dare to resist such intensive fire coverage.
He dodged left and right, constantly changing his body shape, trying to move around at high speed to attack from the side.
However, those muzzleloaders seemed to have an automatic aiming function. No matter how Chen Mo moved, the opponent could always adjust the direction in time and aim the muzzle at him.
Grass!
Chen Mo cursed in his heart.
Soon, Chen Mo thought of a way.
The combination of skill [Wonton] and [Ice Mark]!
This is a new skill he developed in the copy of [Medieval Treasure].
But I saw that he stopped moving, and then opened his mouth and sucked hard.
The cold air poured back into his lungs, and he pulled out the [Ice Trace].
Immediately afterwards, he exhaled forcefully, and a terrifying ice storm swept across, colliding with the metal storm formed by the huge fire cannon.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Mo threw the spear in his hand fiercely.
In desperation, Yuan Qihu did not expect that this opponent would be so difficult to deal with.
He turned over and jumped back, widening the distance between him and Chen Mo, allowing Chen Mo's spear to penetrate the long blood-red table.
Now that he was close to Yuan Qihu, he could finally take advantage of his close combat advantage.
Chen Mo ducked forward and slashed at Yuan Qihu's legs with the [Ice Mark] in his palm!
Yuan Qihu stood up from the ground, passed by Chen Mo's swift sword movement, and used the ebony cane in his hand to hit Chen Mo's right hand that was holding the [Ice Mark].
Chen Mo still had no expression on his face. He raised his hand slightly and swung the sword blade at Yuan Qihu, forcing him to twist his waist in the air and roll over to the ground.
Sure enough, the melee combat of this guy with so many items is no different than rubbish.