Tian Yuan

Chapter 1997 Yaochi, Qionghua

If possible, Chu Mo really wanted to drink a pot of good wine with Chen Qingyuan.

Sometimes, just one sentence can conquer a man.

I will never forget the words 'Brother Chu'.

It was not until now that Chu Mo understood one thing: why so many outstanding people gathered around Chen Qingyuan. It was not only because of his strong strength, but also because of his personal charm.

When it is time to betray a friend, I will never be soft-hearted. When it is time to help a friend, I will risk my life and do my best, and I will never back down.

According to Chu Mo's idea, Chen Qingyuan should use this incident as an excuse to mock the despicable behavior of the ancient gods, which would more or less affect his own Taoism.

But Chen Qingyuan didn't do that. Instead, he gave Chu Mo the greatest respect.

What an honor it is to meet such an opponent in life!

Because of Chen Qingyuan's words, this battle was given special significance.

Chu Mo didn't think too much about the outcome. He just wanted to fight with all his strength and not leave any regrets in his life.

"I want to learn Brother Chen's true swordsmanship, so please don't interfere."

Before taking action, Chu Mo glanced at Ouyang Cang, who was of the same build as him, and spoke in a firm tone that would not tolerate refusal.

Ouyang Cang's lips opened and closed a few times. He wanted to scold him, but he joined forces with Chu Mo to suppress Chen Qingyuan as quickly as possible.

However, when Ouyang Cang saw Chu Mo's indescribable firm look, he was in a trance and recalled his younger self, who also had bottom lines and ambitions, and he reminisced about them in his heart.

"Since he has retained three sword moves, you should learn from them." Ouyang Cang took a half step back, but he did not forget the responsibility he shouldered, and said: "After three moves, for the great cause of the revival of the tribe, I will definitely use all my trump cards."

Chu Mo remained silent and did not object, because the blood of the ancient gods flows in his body. No matter how much resistance he felt in his heart, he had to accept and face it.

Then, Chu Mo walked towards Chen Qingyuan step by step, holding a war hammer in his right hand, with a fearless momentum as if he was facing thousands of troops alone.

"Please make a move!"

Before, it was a life-and-death struggle. No matter who got the chance, they must seize it firmly and attack fiercely, hoping to kill the opponent with one blow. At this time, Chu Mo threw away all distractions. In his eyes, there was only Chen Qingyuan in the world, and he really learned from him.

"Extradition, Yao Chi!"

Chen Qingyuan raised the Zijun sword in his hand, and the sword tip seemed to separate yin and yang and reverse the world.

The place where the sword tip cuts through is as bright as the Milky Way.

Use force on your wrist and thrust forward.

The long river rushes on, endlessly.

The river water is clear and does not contain a trace of impurities.

Every drop of water condensed from sword intent contains the meaning of transcendence.

As soon as this sword came out, all the chaotic laws in various parts of the battlefield were quelled, and only the seemingly gentle water of the Yaochi Lake was flowing. Although its momentum was not strong, it swallowed up this world in an instant.

What kind of sword intent is this?

Ouyang Cang, the ancestor of the God Clan who was watching the battle, stared at Chen Qingyuan closely without moving his eyes away. Seeing him draw his sword, he intuitively felt the surge of the sword intent, his face suddenly changed, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes. His body subconsciously tightened, and his heart was uneasy.

At this moment, Ouyang Cang smelled an extremely dangerous aura, and instinctively created more than a dozen solid divine pattern barriers around his body to guard against it and feel at ease.

Chu Mo was not afraid of his duty. He held the war hammer tightly in his right hand. The light black divine pattern spread from his fingertips to all parts of the hammer.

From this moment on, the supreme divine body and the war hammer seemed to have merged into one, and the war hammer actually made a heart-like "thump" sound, which happened to coincide with the beating frequency of Chu Mo's heart.

Doom!

Chu Mo swung his hammer, and a sea of ​​blood surged. His domineering power crossed the void for thousands of miles, and even reached the outside of the ancient road. The pressure caused the star field to shake slightly, and countless creatures were frightened and trembled.

Boom!

The huge hammer was as big as a mountain, and it parted the water of Yaochi.

The heaven and earth shook, and all things sank.

The might of the Taoism generated by the clash between the two forced Ouyang Cang to retreat thousands of feet to avoid the core of the storm to avoid injury.

At the beginning, Chu Mo was like a peerless killing god, ferocious and powerful. He used the hammer in his hand to blast the rushing sword intent of the Yao Chi scene into two halves.

After a few breaths, the scene of the Yao Chi that had been broken into two halves healed again.

Chu Mo, who was in the middle of it, was trapped all of a sudden.

The water of Yaochi actually ignored the suppression of the war hammer's divine power and recovered at an extremely fast speed. Moreover, Chu Mo was imprisoned in the center of the sword-willed pool of water. There were no ripples and it was unusually quiet.

What's going on? Why can't I break free?

Chu Mo's heart trembled a few times, and he struggled hard, but he couldn't get out of the predicament for the time being. The current situation is like a mortal who accidentally fell into a quagmire. The harder he tried to climb up, the deeper he would sink.

Clang! Rip——

Before Chu Mo could figure out how he got caught, ripples began to appear on the tranquil water surface, and countless water droplets condensed and hung in the air, motionless.

The next moment, every drop of water contained the ultimate sword intent, and the target was Chu Mo.

Gollum—

Clang——whoosh——

Bubbles appeared in many corners of the Yaochi wonderland, as if they were boiling. The sword-like water droplets showed their sharpness, piercing through the sky and falling on Chu Mo's body.

Bang bang bang!

This scene was like rain hitting banana leaves, the sound was noisy and loud, the downpour was pouring down, and it pierced through the huge banana leaves.

How could the Emperor's armor, which already had countless cracks, withstand such a fierce sword power?

But in a moment, the armor exploded with a bang, breaking into pieces and turning into countless pieces.

The precious armor that the ancient gods had spent all their efforts to create was completely damaged by Chen Qingyuan and there was no possibility of repairing it at all.

Without the armor to protect him, Chu Mo could only rely on his own divine body to fight back.

Since Chu Mo was imprisoned by the special sword intent and had nowhere to hide, all he could do was burn a few drops of his own blood essence to make his state reach its peak in a short period of time, swinging his war hammer while performing the secret method of the Gods.

Countless divine patterns spread out from Chu Mo's body, first covering the sword-like scene of the Jade Pool, and then spreading to all areas of the battlefield.

shhh-

Even if Chu Mo tried his best to deal with it, there were always some omissions.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of wounds appeared on Chu Mo's burly body, and blood spurted, making the originally transparent and clear water of the Yao Chi stained with a few strands of black, adding a bit of weird flavor.

"break!"

Chu Mo smashed out with his heavy hammer more than ten times in a row, shattering the sword intent restriction that trapped him.

Without any restraints, Chu Mo stepped to a higher place, ignoring his own injuries, holding the dark red war hammer in both hands, raised it above his head, and smashed it heavily towards Chen Qingyuan from high in the air.

"Qionghua!"

The sword skills that Chen Qingyuan understood are summarized into twelve moves, and this is the eleventh move.

During this trip along the ancient road, I was able to see the jade buildings, the mother tree of origin, the flow of chaos, etc. It was like touching the fairyland in the vernacular novels, and I had a deep understanding.

The sword came from the sky, wanting to kill the human being.

Chu Mo, can you take this sword?