"You're looking for death!"

The middle-aged man, who was less than forty years old, pondered for a moment, and endless killing intent appeared in his eyes.

This middle-aged man's name was Zhong Tiancheng, and he was the chief sect leader of these hundreds of Diancangmen disciples.

In front of him, hundreds of disciples of Diancangmen were arrayed in a very orderly manner, divided into about twelve queues.

The number of people in each team is about twenty or thirty.

These disciples of the Cangmen Sect have a strong smell of blood on their bodies, obviously, they have definitely undergone strict life and death training.

"Boy, just take it with your hands tied, I can leave you a whole corpse!"

Seeing that Chu Mo was silent, the middle-aged man named Zhong Tiancheng had more and more murderous intent in his eyes.

"I repeat, if you don't get out, you'll all die!"

Chu Mo's faint words came out of his mouth word by word.

That voice, like a substantial edge, made the people present not only feel a deep chill.

At the same time, an extremely powerful murderous aura, evil aura, suddenly pressed on Zhong Tiancheng's body.

The sudden monstrous momentum made Zhong Tiancheng stunned, his face changed slightly, but he still issued a cold command in his mouth.

"All the disciples obey the order! Except for the fifty core disciples who remained, everyone else will give me and kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

With Zhong Tiancheng's order issued, almost hundreds of disciples, like thousands of troops, rushed towards Chu Mo frantically.

In an instant, those Diancang Sect disciples who were holding long swords had completely surrounded Chu Mo.

Then, they pointed their swords at Chu Mo, and all the killing intent was locked on Chu Mo's body at this moment.

Chu Mo didn't have the slightest fear, let alone retreat, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of cruel playfulness, "Since you are looking for death, then let's all die!"

It was also at this second that almost dozens of long swords stabbed at Chu Mo's head, neck, chest, and even all body parts up and down his body.

The sharp cold light almost completely enveloped Chu Mo, and he could clearly feel that a huge fierce and murderous aura was pressing towards Chu Mo's body.

However, to everyone's shock...

Chu Mo was not impaled through his body by dozens of long swords as he imagined, and blood sprayed into a river.

Instead, the look in his eyes became very, very cold.

Even Zhong Tiancheng, who was the farthest away, deeply felt a terrifying atmosphere.

"Kill!!hahaha... Die for me!"

Chu Mo suddenly smiled, but that smile gave people an abrupt horror.

Jingling!

Poof!

Dozens of long swords broke, and the sound of spurting blood kept ringing.

It was also at that moment that Chu Mo's body suddenly ejected out, like a dragon swimming out of the sea, with an incomparably violent aura.

At the same time, in his hand, there was an extra long sword.

It seemed to be an ordinary long sword, but it was infused with Chu Mo's aura, flickering with endless cold light.

In the next second, the long sword, like the propeller of an airplane, was spinning rapidly.

It's like a human life harvester.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Blood, brains, bones...

The sound of spurting blood was continuous, and everywhere he went, there was blood.

Chu Mo's figure, like a ghost, made it impossible for people to catch the trajectory of movement at all.

At this moment, he was like a hellish death, and in less than two minutes, a large number of people had already fallen.

Although these dead disciples of the Diancang Sect were only outer disciples, they were also specially selected.

And now, it was ruthlessly slaughtered by Chu Mo.

Zhong Tiancheng's eyes became extremely angry, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, "I must kill him, must..."

But the situation of one-sided reversal continues to happen.

Chu Mo is like a killing god, terrifying, desperate, terrifying!

At this moment, those disciples of the Cangmen did not dare to rush at will.

"Give him up, give me it! Kill him, kill him at all costs! If you dare to take half a step backwards now, I guarantee that your whole family will not die well!" Zhong Tiancheng roared.

Now, Chu Mo has already killed thirty or forty Diancangmen disciples, if he is afraid now, then those Diancangmen disciples who sacrificed in front of him will die too unjustly.

After all, if Chu Mo was given a chance to kick and breathe now, then he would be able to recover his physical strength frantically!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Those disciples of the Diancang Sect who were still in fear and panic were also at this moment, arousing the fighting spirit and fighting intent in their bodies, and rushed towards Chu Mo frantically.

At the same time, the long swords in their hands flashed with an extremely dazzling cold light, and in their eyes, there was even more murderous intent.

"Fifty core disciples are ready, even if they try their best, they will kill this son!"

Zhong Tiancheng shouted angrily, and at the same time, he looked at an outer disciple beside him and instructed, "Report this matter to the young master and Kui Lao immediately!"

"Yes!

The man nodded immediately and quickly turned to leave.

At the same time, Chu Mo's Shadow Divine Dragon spread out, and his entire body was like a dragon swimming in the sea, walking like a fly.

Bang!

Bang!

Poof!

Poof!

Swords and fists, driving and killing together, like a crazy meat grinder, afterimages are repeated, one sword and one punch down, countless flesh and blood blurred.

This scene, falling in Zhong Tiancheng's eyes, was endlessly frightened, and as a spectator, he felt extremely frightened.

Chu Mo fought, like a madman, and he was not tired at all.

"The battle is already white-hot, why is there no sign of kicking at all!!

Zhong Tiancheng also discovered this, and his face suddenly became very solemn.

Moreover, he found that Chu Mo's speed was incomparably fast, almost so fast that there was no trace.

With just one breath, Chu Mo killed five or six more Diancangmen disciples.

What he didn't know was that Chu Mo had killed a red rock snake ten minutes earlier.

And the demon beast crystal nucleus of the Chiyan Snake can provide Chu Mo with a steady stream of aura.

Therefore, whenever Chu Mo consumed a large amount of spiritual energy, he would also replenish it in an instant.

Even after fighting for so long, there was still more than half of the energy of the demon beast crystal nucleus stored in Chu Mo's body.

"Grass, grass, grass!!!Damn, really damn it!"

Zhong Tiancheng's eyes were extremely resentful, and he roared wildly.

Now, Chu Mo had killed more than one hundred and fifty Dian Cangmen disciples, which he couldn't imagine.

If he let the door master know, he will definitely be furious, so he wants to kill Chu Mo, and he must kill him!

"All the core disciples, give me a kill!" Zhong Tiancheng shouted in a heavy voice.

At the same time, the fifty core disciples beside him all drew their long swords, and the murderous intent on their faces was endlessly cold.

"Whoever can kill him will be rewarded with ten spirit stones!" Zhong Tiancheng roared.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the fifty core disciples looked at Chu Mo, full of excitement and greed.

It was as if Chu Mo had become ten glittering spirit stones in their eyes.

"No, we can't delay too much time, we must deal with them as soon as possible, otherwise Xiyan will be very dangerous!"

Chu Mo's eyes were ruthless, and his eyes were slightly blood-red, and at this moment, he became as terrifying as a god and demon.

In the next second, Chu Mo rushed frantically towards the fifty core disciples like the wind under his feet, and the long sword and another fist in his hand became like a cutting machine, clenching wildly.

(End of chapter)