At the same time, in the outer world, Chen Mo stood with his sword in his arms, looking coldly at the two men covered in blood in front of him.
If his senior brother Gu Xuanbei hadn't told him not to kill anyone, these two soft-legged shrimps would have been chopped in half by him.
There were two people on the other side, one was named Zhao Quan and the other was named Meng Xuan.
A few months ago, these two men followed the army of monks in an attempt to attack the Thousand Demons Sect, but he and his senior brother Gu Xuanbei teamed up to repel them.
The four of them met to fight again in the outer world.
The swordsmanship of these two people is indeed good, but it is a pity that they are not worthy to discuss swordsmanship with him!
Zhao Quan from Guanjian Villa couldn't help but scolded: "Chen Mok, you don't distinguish between good and evil. You are obviously from Jiange, but you help Thousand Demons Sect. Have you forgotten the shame Jiang Wanli gave you back then?"
"Back then..."
Chen Mo touched his forehead with the hilt of his sword, tilted his head and said, "It happened more than a hundred years ago, do you still remember it? I forgot about it anyway!"
Zhao Quan roared angrily: "Chen Mo, don't be so arrogant, it's because our skills are inferior to others, we have to kill or behead you as you please!"
Meng Xuan, who was on the side, heard this, dropped the sword in his hand and shouted: "You damn Zhao Quan, you are looking for death and you want to drag me with you. I won't accompany you."
Chen Mok saw that Meng Xuan was very sensible, so he simply sent him out of the sky with one sword.
"You're the only one here, why don't I stay here without moving and just use the sword hairpin as an edge to break through your sword formation?"
As Chen Mo spoke, he took off the sword hairpin from his hair crown and stood upright holding the sword hairpin with two fingers.
"Hmph, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"
Zhao Quan roared angrily, brandished his spiritual sword, and attacked Chen Mo.
"The sword energy transforms into shape!"
Zhao Quan roared, his body turned into an illusory shadow, and the sword in his hand turned into dozens of blades, stabbing Chen Mok.
When Chen Momo saw this, he let out a light sigh and fiercely picked up the sword hairpin in his hand.
Ding ding ding......
The sound of sword collisions was endless, and dozens of flying swords exploded in the air, turning into countless stars and dissipating in the air.
Zhao Quan's illusory body also collapsed in an instant and turned into dust.
Chen Mo walked slowly to Zhao Shen's side, lowered his head and whispered, "Sorry, I'm just so crazy!"
Zhao Quan knelt on the ground and watched the young man holding the sword slowly leave. The anger and unwillingness in his heart all turned into despair.
"There is Chen Mo in the world. I, the sword cultivator, can only see the person, but not the sky."
Chen Mo broke through the sky with one sword and returned to the world.
Gu Xuanbei was sitting on the treetop, drinking from a wine bottle. Lying in the distance were sword cultivators.
Chen Mo Mo lowered his head and took the drink from Gu Xuanbei's hand, took a big sip and asked, "Elder brother, who are these people?"
Gu Xuanbei laughed heartily, "A few rotten shrimps from the Sanqing Sect happened to meet them and gave them a lesson."
"Oh!" Chen Momo responded.
"How does it feel to discuss swords with Zhao Quan and Meng Xun from Hulu Mountain?" Gu Xuanbei flicked his fingers on the scabbard and listened to the soft sound of Chen Mo's sword and couldn't help but laugh.
Chen Mo stroked his sword with his fingers and raised his eyes to the sky. His face was full of disappointment, "The swordsmanship is too poor and there is no progress at all. If you want to reach the peak, you must find those old monsters who are hiding in the world."
Gu Xuanbei said with a smile: "Jiang Wanli's little Nao Nao sword skills were able to attract that sword. I guess it's because the fate with you hasn't come yet. If you want to find the sword, you might as well ask that girl directly. I think
, she will definitely be willing to tell you."
Chen Mok said nothing. He stood on the branch in silence for a long time before holding back a sentence: "In the end, she is still Jiang Wanli, the worst one!"
Gu Xuanbei laughed loudly, "You didn't see it, but I did. This girl is petty and will definitely hold a grudge after hearing what you said."
Chen Mok spread his hands and said that he was just telling the truth.
"Senior Brother, actually there is one thing I don't understand: why Jiang Wanli gave her soul-inducing lamp to you before she left, instead of the junior sister who listened to her the most."
Gu Xuanbei grinned slightly, turned his right hand, and an oil lamp with a faint light appeared in his hand.
The oil lamp is completely transparent, like glass, with countless magic patterns hidden inside.
Chen Mo was a little surprised and said: "It actually burned again."
Gu Xuanbei raised the oil lamp high, faced the night, and said: "After so many years, you and I have caught up with Jiang Wanli in cultivation, but no matter how hard we practice, we still can't understand the magic."
"Whether it's Meng Swordsmanship or your sword technique, in the final analysis, it's just a small path mastered by Jiang Wanli."
Gu Xuanbei stood up, tapped his toes, and jumped into the air. He raised his hand and pointed to the northwest and said, "It's time for us to set off for the Demon City!"
Chen Mo Mo nodded, and his body turned into a sword light and followed behind Gu Xuanbei. Before leaving, he pointed towards the mountain gate of Sanqing Gate in the distance, "When I return, I will ask Li Muqing about the sword!"
In the desert north of Sprite City, the white clouds in the sky split in half as if cut by a knife.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance, and yellow sand flew up and smoke filled the air.
"These sounds were foreign objects that day!"
"Just now I saw a spiritual light flash across, and if it could make such a sound, it might be a spiritual treasure from that day!"
Many monks heard the sound and rushed north, thinking that they had encountered a spiritual treasure from heaven.
They rushed to the deep pit, but Lingbao didn't see him. Instead, he saw half of his body buried in the soil.
"Does that look like a person?"
"It's a human being. How can there be a two-legged beast in this desert!"
"Are you going to live or die? It's quite embarrassing to smash such a big hole and die!"
A young man who was more courageous jumped down into the pit, came to the body, mustered up his strength, grabbed his legs and pulled out, and actually pulled out a young man from the pit.
This young man was Chen Ke who was kicked away by Dongfang Qu.
Seeing Chen Ke staring at him with his eyes open, the young monk was a little shocked and said: "Damn it, you didn't die even if you fell from such a height. Your head is made of iron!"
When Chen Ke heard the young monk's words, he jumped up from the ground like a fish.
He looked around blankly and asked, "Where am I? How to get to the Demon City?"
The young monk reached out and patted Chen Ke on the shoulder, and said with some gloating: "Brother, you must have fallen silly. This place is more than five thousand miles away from the Demon City!"
More than five thousand miles...
Chen Ke fell back and almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
Even if he breaks through the three realms immediately, he will still have to fly for several days.
The monk in white came here with bad intentions. Chen Ke actually received a kick from the monk in white, so he naturally knew how terrifying the monk in white was.
In a few days, Lin Yanli couldn't keep her body cool and almost started to grow green hair.
"Brother, I'm going to run away, you can take care of yourself!"
The young monk dropped these words, turned around and ran away, leaving behind a confused Chen Ke.
Chen Ke sat up and took a look. The desert was densely covered with ferocious beasts.
It turned out that the vibration he made when he landed disturbed the dormant beasts in the sand dunes.
Chen Ke's scalp felt numb for a while, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He pinched a spell in his hand and turned into a gust of wind and ran towards the south.
He planned to escape for his life and rush on the road at the same time.