Wu Yue continued to fight, and he became more and more shocked.
He had already held the soft sword tightly and used all his strength, but he still could not break through Chu Mo's sword shadow...
If you let ordinary masters see each other, you will see the changes and fantasy and inconsistent things, you will definitely see the eyes.
Although the woman next to her could not see any martial arts or magic, her transparent amber eyes could still stare at the two people in the fight.
No matter how Wu set out his sword, Chu Mo always held the sword and drew circles.
I'm afraid no one except himself can know which sword he used to attack or which sword was defense.
This Tai Chi sword technique is only large and small, with various circles straight from front to back.
The Tai Chi sword technique that Chu Mo used at this moment was no longer restricted by traditional routines. Instead, he would do whatever he wanted, with intention and no force, and use invisible moves to break the tangible moves. This is a move that is better than a move!
As he fought, Wu was so angry that he roared loudly, his beards and eyebrows were standing up, and the soft sword rushed straight towards Chu Mo's central palace. Countless transparent lights flashed on the soft sword, which meant that Wu was trying his best to do his best, a blow to the universe!
"Wu..." Somehow, a little crystal clear liquid flowed out of her transparent amber eyes, and she murmured like a nightmare.
Seeing that Chu Mo was coming, he turned back to the sword to block the road. Wu turned his wrist slightly, and the soft sword came to the side. A metallic strike sounded. The two swords collided for a while, but compared to the fact that the ink sword was under the force, slightly tilted towards the side.
As the master fights, it changes in an instant.
Wu's pupils suddenly shrank. He knew that Chu Momo's deviant position gave him a great opportunity. If he could not take advantage of this opportunity, he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.
There is a rare opportunity, and he will definitely not give up.
The soft sword in his hand choked, and the light shone brightly, stabbing towards Chu Mo's chest.
Chu Mo had discovered what he had just made, and suddenly saw Wu's sword with a shiny light. He was shocked and flipped his left hand. He had already pinched the sword technique and had already held the soft sword body that Wu had stabbed out.
The Mo Jian held in his right hand also struggled to prick Wu's throat at this moment.
The eyes that were flashing with dark light seemed to be saying arrogantly to Wu: "Do you want to make a living? Boy, I will compete with you..."
Feeling the message conveyed by Chu Mo's eyes and the sounds coming from the air around him, Wu knew that Chu Mo had already started to fight desperately.
His right hand was busy trying hard to regain the power of the soft sword. If the soft sword was driven by Chu Mo, it would be bad.
What Wu was thinking in his mind at this moment was just this moment.
But what happened next made him completely stunned.
Because the worst plan he had just reached was effective.
No matter how hard he drew the sword, his soft sword was already tightly clamped by Chu Mo's two white and slender fingers.
It was like casting iron, but it didn't move at all. In this situation, he had no other way to follow except to let go of his sword and jump backward.
Should I retreat or continue to fight hard?
This is a very devastating multiple-choice question.
Especially for a man like Wu who has a strong personality, if he wants him to withdraw, it will be a life.
Without waiting for Wu to have too much room for thinking, Chu Mo no longer had the calm and evil smile just now, his face was serious, and he shouted loudly: "Why don't you let go!"
"Let go is death, and if I don't let go, I'm also death. Why should I let go!" Wu heard this, his muscles were tense together, and his teeth were clenched, but he didn't let go.
"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword..." Chu Mo's face showed anger and threatened.
Wu was not moved by what he said, and he still did his own thing and never let go of his own death. He had the momentum of a sword being there, and the sword destroying people.
"Don't fight..." The woman watching the battle couldn't stand it now and couldn't help but shout.
But will two men who have been fighting to the point of death listen to her and a woman?
"Shut up!" Chu Mo cursed angrily.
Although he didn't want to listen to the master, when he heard Chu Mo dare to scold the woman, Wu was furious and yelled with gritted teeth: "You dare to scold the master, I will fight with you..."
Judging from his ferocious look, I am afraid that Chu Mo can eat it raw at this moment.
"Men speak, women stop interrupting!" Chu Mo's angry face just now, perhaps because he heard Wu's words, he laughed relaxedly and said to the anxious woman in the distance.
"You..." The woman was obviously shocked by Chu Mo's words, and a trace of confusion and doubt appeared in her transparent amber eyes.
But he murmured in his heart: "When did you say such things?"
"I want to kill you..." Wu was furious, he could no longer bear it, and his master was insulted by this damn Chu Mo.
With a loud roar, he tried hard to pull out the soft sword.
But helplessly, Chu Mo's two fingers seemed to be filled with Vajra concrete, and he couldn't pull them out no matter how hard he pulled them out, so he could only be anxious.
"If you don't want to let go, then you will have to die!" Chu Mo's dark eyes swept towards Wu, who was trying hard to draw his sword, and his cold words were slowly read out word by word.
I was shocked and sweated all over my body, and the benefits of the vest...
In the moment of lightning, a clear bone sound was blowing, and one of Wu's arms was broken by Chu Mo.
Wu's right arm suddenly hung to the side of his body without any strength.
Although his arm bones were broken, he insisted on gritting his teeth. Wuhe's fingers were still holding the soft sword tightly. Before the soft sword could fall, his left arm was already fighting for the sword first.
When Chu Mo saw it, although he admired Wu's amazing perseverance, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the ink sword in his hand continued to swing.
The powerful blood-colored heaven-refusing true energy attached to the ink sword went straight towards Wuzhan.
Bang...
Another crisp bone sound, Wu's remaining left arm was immediately interrupted by Chu Mo's powerful true energy.
His arms were weak and hung on the side of his body, his face was painful, and his pale and blood-free face was covered with sweat.
But he was stunned and wailed without pain, his teeth bit his lips tightly, and a lot of blood came from the corners of his mouth...
"Chu Mo, stop me!" The woman's voice sounded at this moment, and she had long lost the wonderful feeling she had when she first heard it. Now she was only an angry roar...
Unexpectedly, Chu Mo didn't sell her face at all. The black ink sword was directly pressed against Wu's throat. Because it was pushed closer, the skin in the throat was quickly cut, and a trace of red blood flowed out. Chu Mo smiled evilly and turned his head to look at the beautiful woman in the distance and asked, "Woman, why do you let me stop?"
"Chu Mo, you have changed, why did you become like this?" The woman did not answer Chu Mo at all, but a large amount of transparent liquid flowed out of her transparent amber eyes instantly, and her beautiful face was filled with sadness and disappointment.
Chu Mo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that this woman would change her expression faster than him. She was still angry the previous second, but she was already sad and she burst into tears. Those who don't know might think that Chu Mo had abandoned her!
"I've changed?" he said softly, but he didn't know what she meant.