Tian Yuan

Chapter 2005 Show mercy

He now had only one thought, to move forward, attack his opponent, and finally... die in Chen Qingyuan's hands!

Only death can make Chu Mo less tired and less anxious.

I have no face to return to my homeland and can only apologize with death!

In fact, Chu Mo knew very well that as long as he stopped, Chen Qingyuan would not kill him. However, he did not want to live in disgrace.

Dying in battle on Gulu was a good ending for him.

Looking at Chu Mo who was striding towards him, Chen Qingyuan knew what he was thinking.

hum!

Chen Qingyuan did not let go of the head in his hand. With just a thought, he could control the Human Emperor Sword.

After the horrific confrontation just now, the Human Emperor Sword is intact.

This sword must be used, otherwise Chu Mo will not stop.

Therefore, Chen Qingyuan remained calm and did not stop his behavior.

"drink!"

After walking a dozen steps and crossing countless miles of the void, Chu Mo gritted his teeth and took his last breath, swinging his hammer. His eyes were bloodshot, and his roar was low and hoarse.

"go with!"

As Chen Qingyuan's thoughts came down, the Human Emperor Sword stabbed towards Chu Mo who was rushing over.

Because of respect, we can't stop.

This sword was no longer as fierce and fierce as before, but was more gentle, like the gurgling of water.

Clang!

The sound of a sword, like the lingering sound of a guqin, is pleasant to the ears and touches the heart.

A soft light flashed and there was a loud bang.

With a "bang", the war hammer did not hit Chen Qingyuan, but flew somewhere else.

Chu Mo, who was rushing towards him, stopped where he was.

A flash of sword light appeared on his chest, quite dazzling.

The sword's will swept through Chu Mo's body, sealing his limbs and making him unable to move. The sword light at his chest did not cause fatal damage to Chu Mo, nor did it hurt his foundation, it only consumed the remaining strength in his body.

There is no point in killing Chu Mo.

Such an opponent deserves Chen Qingyuan's serious treatment.

The battle between the two had nothing to do with right or wrong or grudges, it was just because of their different positions.

Chu Mo temporarily lost his ability to move, his body collapsed in the void, a few strands of light black blood occasionally flowed out from the wound, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Why...why?"

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Chu Mo and Chen Qingyuan admired each other. The glance they exchanged just now expressed a lot of meaning.

Logically, Chen Qingyuan should have understood. However, he showed mercy.

Chu Mo asked for death and begged Chen Qingyuan to grant his wish.

However, Chen Qingyuan did not do so.

Chu Mo's eyes were empty and his voice was very weak.

"You still owe me a pot of Forgotten Jade Dew."

Chen Qingyuan said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Chu Mo's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of the two sides drinking and chatting before the war, especially Chen Qingyuan's rogue face, which was completely different from the cold and indifferent killing god at this moment.

Chu Mo opened his dry and pale lips, held it in for a long time, and cursed with some emotion: "Asshole."

I clearly treated you to a drink, but now I owe you something.

You are so shameless!

What a shameless thing, so shameless.

Chu Mo said these words in his heart. He was not afraid of death, so it was impossible that he didn't dare to curse him to his face, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

Hearing the word "bastard", the corners of Chen Qingyuan's mouth slightly raised in an arc, which was not easily noticed by others.

It’s enough to be able to curse people. It proves that you are not confused.

pat!

Chen Qingyuan loosened his left hand and pushed the head to Chu Mo. This was not a humiliation: "He is the Emperor after all. Bury him properly."

Now that the war is over, the tense heartstrings can slowly relax.

Respecting your opponent is also respecting yourself.

Chu Mo glanced at his ancestor's head, then looked at Chen Qingyuan not far away. His thoughts were complicated and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Regardless of the bond with Chen Qingyuan or for the burial of his ancestors, Chu Mo must live and cannot seek death.

I thought I could lead the tribe back to the top, but who knew Chen Qingyuan would appear halfway.

Ugh!

No amount of words can describe the feeling in my heart.

After this battle, Chu Mo's Taoism was more or less affected.

......

Because the injury was serious, Chen Qingyuan's broken arm has not yet been repaired.

In addition, he had no plans to repair it for the time being, so he reserved some strength to deal with any crisis that might occur at any time.

In fact, when Chen Qingyuan was fighting Ouyang Cang for the last time, he had been on guard against interference from the other side, fearing that he would be ambushed if he was not careful, thus leading to a complete loss.

Strangely, the other side was unusually quiet, with no disruptive forces appearing.

"Either he was at a critical moment and had no time to deal with me. Or he was stopped by someone and couldn't do anything to me."

Chen Qingyuan and Mu Cangyan have a deep grudge against each other and he doesn't believe that the other party will give up such a good opportunity.

Judging from Chen Qingyuan's experience, it was highly likely that someone had taken action, making it impossible for Mu Cangyan to find a good opportunity to do so.

As for who helped you, you don’t need to think about it now, you will know it later.

There is one more thing that Chen Qingyuan has been thinking about and cannot possibly forget.

Ouyang Cang’s spear!

From the first moment he saw the spear, Chen Qingyuan was attracted.

Even when he was fighting for his life with Ouyang Cang, he always avoided the spear, for fear of hurting his roots and thus losing such a handy imperial weapon.

Chen Qingyuan glanced at the battlefield several times and found traces of the spear deep in a broken space.

Swish!

After determining the location of the spear, he rushed over immediately.

Ding! Clang!

With the arrival of Chen Qingyuan, the spears subconsciously became hostile, clanging, and wanted to fight again on their own.

Clang——

The three ultimate weapons, the Human Emperor Sword, the Zijun Sword, and the God-Suppressing Bow, instantly surrounded Chen Qingyuan, emitting a sharp and terrifying aura, ready to besiege the spear.

"Don't be so nervous. I mean no harm to you."

Looking at the dark spear a hundred feet away, Chen Qingyuan gave a kind smile.

woo-

The spear shook slightly, but its hostility remained unabated.

"Would you like to come with me?"

Chen Qingyuan got straight to the point.

hum!

Upon learning of Chen Qingyuan's intention, the spear reacted strongly, vibrating several times, and then refused very straightforwardly.

Chen Qingyuan killed Ouyang Cang, and this imperial spear was Ouyang Cang's life-originated item.

The imperial weapon has a spirit, so how could it recognize its master before its enemy?

Therefore, it is normal for the spear to react so violently.

It’s like if Chen Qingyuan died in Chu Mo’s hands, the Zijun Sword and other items would never bow their heads, let alone change owners, and they would fight until the imperial weapon’s aura completely dissipated.

Unless Chen Qingyuan uses tough measures, it is impossible to make the spear surrender with just a few words.

"You should know clearly that this battle was not caused by hatred, but by positions. Moreover, your master has burned all of his life force and blood, and is doomed to die. Don't blame me for your resentment."

Chen Qingyuan continued.