"Why are you all stunned? Don't you know how to attack now?" Chu Mo stood in the middle of the empty road, and evil laughter rang out.
"Chu Mo, I didn't expect that you were still so annoying when you haven't seen each other for four years." Gu Muming said sinisterly.
Chu Mo could see that Gu Muming's face was very blue, and his verdant face was no worse than the armor on his body.
"Little devil, take your sister and stand aside, otherwise I won't protect you after a while." Turning around, he said to Mosley and Nika who were limping on the ground.
"Oh...yes...yes..." Nika woke up first, stuttered, and pulled Mosley backwards.
"Chu Mo, today next year will be your day of worship." Gu Muming said loudly with his spear tightly.
As soon as he spoke, a large number of knights wearing green armor surrounded Chu Mo.
The poor people around them retreated dozens of meters away. You should know that if they get too close to such a war, they will die from a life of misfortune. Although they want to watch the fun, they don’t want to die.
"How many knights are there?" Chu Mo glanced at the densely packed horses and knights around him and asked faintly.
"Five hundred swordsmen, three hundred knights, and eighty-eight golden knights, Chu Mo is dead this time." Gu Muming replied with a fierce smile.
"Eight hundred and eighty-eight people? Good numbers; these people should be all the good players that your Gu family can do, right?" Chu Mo nodded and asked.
"It's almost the same. Chu Mo, you should be honored." Gu Muming pulled the corners of his mouth back, his cheeks stretched up, his eyebrows relaxed, and his pupils narrowed into a gap and smiled.
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There was a hint of cold light flashing between the gap.
"Today, 888 people from the Gu family will die. This place should be filled with blood. Oh, no, you should have your life, that is, 889 people. I'm afraid that the corpses will accumulate here!" Chu Mo sighed softly.
"Chu Mo, you are so optimistic!" Gu Muming waved his hand and shouted: "Cut him into meat paste!"
The encirclement suddenly contracted, and the swordsmen and knights in the innermost area of more than twenty layers began to attack Chumo.
"The group fight is very fun, but you have a lot of people, and I have a few helpers here, so let's come out to play!" Chu Mo said with a faint smile.
As his words fell, black, white, and colorful colors shot out of his body.
For a moment, these lights were about to attack the swordsmen's eyes were burning, and they roared and had to stop.
"Boy, you have to kill enough of the old naughty boy today!" A white light flashed, and a white-bearded old man appeared in front of people, but he had no such a master's demeanor at all. He actually flipped a few points in the air and then landed on the ground. He spoke and glared at him. It was interesting.
This old man is the village chief and the old naughty boy on the isolated island.
"I have never tasted blood in a thousand years." A black light flashed, and an old man with white clothes, black hair and black beard appeared in front of everyone. His feet tower was colorful and detailed. At a glance, he could tell that this person was amazing.
This immortal is the cultivator who set up the "Ten Yuan Formation of Spirits in Heaven and Earth", Guangyangzi.
"Boss, so many people! Long'er is going to have fun today..." A silly voice sounded, and a small insect emitting colorful light jumped out of Chu Mo's waist.
If the first two people look extraordinary, then how can this little bug be the weakest?
"Well, you guys have fun. There are 888 masters of the Gu family to play with you. As for the ancient name, let me leave it!" Chu Mo said with an evil smile.
"Chu Mo, such a bug and two old men are the helpers you invited?" Gu Muming was stunned and suddenly smiled.
"Young master, the two old men and insects appeared out of thin air from Chu Mo's body. The subordinates believed that they might be spiritual magic or Chu Mo's magic pet." A stiff voice rang behind Gu Muming.
Just listening to this sound can tell that the speakers are not good at speaking and their words are very stiff.
"I know, but Chu Mo doesn't know that my practice in the past few years will definitely not be worse than that guy Hu Wuming. Besides, don't we still have secret weapons?" Gu Muming murmured with a sinister smile on his face.
"However, the young master should be careful of Chu Mo." Another stiff voice sounded.
"I know this, I know Chu Mo better than you!" Gu Muming nodded and replied.
At this time, on the field, a group of swordsmen opened their eyes from the blazing wounds just now, looked at Chu Mo, raised the swords in their hands one by one, and roared at Chu Mo to "kill..."
"It seems that my fist hasn't been swung vigorously in this city for a long time..." Chu Mo stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and smiled evilly.
The whole body was suddenly filled with blood-red true energy, and the blood-red true energy seemed to be like a blood dragon, wrapped around Chu Mo's right hand. Gradually, the blood-red true energy began to expand. Finally, the entire right arm was covered with blood-red true energy. Without any hesitation, Chu Mo punched.
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"One punch will do the world!" Chu Mo roared violently, and his right fist, with bloody light everywhere, smashing towards the swordsmen who were rushing towards him.
Gu Muming on the opposite side saw Chu Mo's punch, and he recalled the battle that Chu Mo had once fought four years ago, and at that time he also used this punch.
But today's punch is even stronger than what was four years ago.
He punched the ground and threw a large amount of blood-red light into the front.
Chu Mo's punch had no specific target. He hit it out in a bloody state and completely rubbed the air. All the air was burned. When the fist wind passed, a bloody sea of fire appeared.
The blood-red sea of fire attacked the swordsmen and knights around. Wherever the blood-red flames passed, the world was covered with blood.
The flames licked and screamed in pain. Nearly a hundred swordsmen and knights were burned by blood and fire, and they all turned into ashes in the fire.
The black corpse ashes were flying all over the sky, and under the reflection of blood and fire, it shone with blood.
Chu Mo's right hand, which kept swinging his fists, opened easily, and looked at the old naughty boy, Guangyangzi, and the little bug on the side, and smiled, and was like a ghost and killed the crowd.
Chu Mo used both hands at this time, waved it with a knife in his left hand, and imitated the sword technique with his right hand. Wherever the sword knife was cut, blood must splash ten feet, and the sword technique with his right hand must be blood-cracked and death.
This movement and stillness show the art of killing.
Although Chu Mo killed many people, there was no trace of blood on his wide black magic robe, because there was a blood-red protective energy around him that was difficult to see through with the naked eye.
"Compare, see who killed more..." Chu Mo smiled evilly, and his voice had not fallen, and his blood light suddenly appeared, screaming shook the sky, and dozens of heads flew straight into the sky.
"Just compete, who is afraid of whom!" The old naughty boy screamed, and a large amount of white light burst out from his body. He both palms came out and pushed forward fiercely. The energy body that looked like a large light ball suddenly smashed towards the swordsman surrounding him.
The light ball hits all the plasma and flesh mud, screaming to the sky, which is very cruel.
"Brutal fighting style..." Guangyangzi shook his head, stroked his beard with his left hand and sighed; he held the sword technique in his right hand, and said lightly: "Qi..."
Hundreds of sword energy shot out from his fingers, and all the swordsmen who were shot by him suddenly appeared on their foreheads, and the seven sages died.
The colorful little bugs have the most enemies. The old naughty boy, Chu Mo, and Guangyangzi all look very yellow and violent after all. However, this little bug looks the best to bully. On the battlefield, many swordsmen like to pick up soft persimmons. Unfortunately, they forgot that how could the helpers sent by Chu Mo be soft persimmons?
In the forest, the more beautiful the spider is, the more poisonous it will be.
The little insect said with a smile: "Long'er is so happy that you so many people play with Long'er."
The swordsmen released their fighting spirit and slashed towards the little insects, but they saw that the little insects were rolling together, like a ball of flesh rotating in the air, a large number of colorful lights gathered together, and a huge colorful vortex formed in the middle. Many swordsmen were sucked in by the colorful vortex. In less than a second, blood was splattered everywhere and the corpse was lost.
"What kind of monster is this so terrible?" Gu Muming watched the battlefield, with blood and limbs all over the ground. He secretly squeezed his sweat.