"You are right, you are indeed more valuable than you die."

Yu Mo pondered and nodded slightly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became arrogant.

Some onlookers' eyes became even more numb.

"But what does it have to do with me if it is worth or not?"

"I'm just here to kill people."

"What you said is something that only the Lord of the Mo Pavilion needs to consider."

"But unfortunately, he went into seclusion."

Yu Mo smiled.

The middle-aged man's expression was a little stiff, his eyes became cold: "You want to kill me?"

"Even if I follow the Moge Criminal Law, I will not be punished until I die."

"At best, exiled to the City of Sin!"

The middle-aged man was a little unbelievable, narrowing his eyes slightly, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"oh."

Yu Mo nodded gently, opened a backpack on the side of the wheelchair, and flipped it over it.

Finally, take out a token.

There is only one word above...

'amnesty'

"It is not illegal to kill people with the token left by the family ancestor."

"You kill someone, damn it."

"I kill someone, I'm not guilty."

Yu Mo smiled and threw the token back into his backpack.

“Doesn’t it feel unfair?”

"If you want to explain..."

"that is..."

"Your contribution is not enough."

As the sound fell, a faint energy emanated from Yu Mo.

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with murderous aura.

Just staring at Yu Mo tightly, the aura burst out on his body, a scimitar emerged, blending into himself, and the person even rose into the air.

It is hard to tell whether he is going to do something next second or running away.

"As little as four awakenings, they can only strengthen their bodies and be called ants and cannon fodder in this chaotic world."

"The four awakenings can integrate awakening objects into oneself, and energy swim in the body, which is called... unworldly."

"The five awakenings have further deepened and stabilized energy. When combined with awakened objects, the lethality has expanded dramatically, and it has developed itself to its limit. Most people, trapped in this state for the rest of their lives, can be called... a cage."

"Six Awarenesses, to understand the power of heaven and earth, to take the elements of heaven and earth for your own use, to fly to the sky, to escape from the ground, to change the geology, to condense water out of thin air, and the energy in the body is endless. This realm... is called extraordinary."

"Seven Awakenings, blending oneself into the mountains and seas, where one is, is a world. This realm... is called mountains and rivers."

"Eight awakenings, the mind moves at will, the wind stops at will, and the great roc will rise with the wind, soaring up to ninety thousand miles. This state... can be called ninety thousand miles."

"Nine Awakening..."

"Forget it, you're not worthy."

Yu Mo smiled and shook his head, and waved his hand gently.

Behind him, a blood-colored sword appeared out of thin air and floated above his head.

“But I’m different.”

"I don't take awakened objects into myself."

"Don't enter this world."

"I am me."

"Sword is a sword."

"The first sword, Fuyao."

Yu Mo murmured softly, looking at Zhang Qing who had already escaped from a distance, and hooked his finger.

His face was still pale.

Sitting in a wheelchair, like an ordinary person.

The long sword behind him suddenly divided.

A somewhat illusory and vague sword broke through the air, but in an instant, it attacked Zhang Qing's back.

Zhang Qing looked solemn and saw a figure in the air paused.

The energy stimulated, blocking the long sword called Fuyao, and the speed of escape was faster.

"The Second Sword..."

“Mountains and Seas…”

Yu Mo whispered, and the long sword split again.

A green sword body, accompanied by a sword roar, also broke through the air.

Mountains and seas, Fuyao kept shuttled through the void, intercepting Zhang Qing's figure.

"The Third Sword..."

"Dragon Roar..."

Another sword, like a dragon's shadow, circling and alternating with mountains and seas.

Zhang Qing's escape route was completely cut off.

The sword energy is either elegant, sharp, or majestic.

A sword net intertwined in the air.

Zhang Qing looked solemn and suddenly became in the void. On the scimitar, crystals shone, and golden lights floated on it, forming an energy cover.

Instead, there was a sound of a tiger roaring.

A phantom tiger confronted the three swords from mid-air.

But even so, under the sharp sword energy, the tiger's phantom has gradually become dim.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Zhang Qing fled away again.

"The Fourth Sword..."

"Qingfeng."

This time, there was no trace of the sword, only a blurred green light flashed by.

When he looked again, a sword mark appeared on Zhang Qing's chest.

The energy that protected the body shattered shattered.

Widths of blood kept dripping along the sky.

Zhang Qing was like a trapped beast, letting out a low roar, looking at Yu Mo's direction in disbelief: "How is that possible! Why do you have so many awakened objects!"

"I have seen many sword-like awakened people, and have never had such an offensive!"

"unless..."

Looking at Yu Mo in the wheelchair, Zhang Qing seemed to have realized something: "Unless, your long sword cannot enter the body, all powerful offensives will always have weaknesses!"

"As long as I kill you, I can still survive!"

While speaking, Zhang Qing rushed towards Yu Mo at all costs.

The energy shield appeared again, blocking the long sword attack called "Qingfeng".

Yu Mo just sat in a wheelchair, always smiling.

Watching him calmly.

Seeing that Zhang Qing was getting closer and closer to him, even though he was covered in injuries...

It's soon, it's soon!

Zhang Qing became a little crazy. As long as he rushed to the front of this disabled person, he could easily kill him.

Escape.
To be continued...