But Ji Mo thinks that the winning move has no way to bring harm to "it", "it" just feels a little interesting, that's all.

Ji Mo felt that his heart was full of anger, he must win.

The sword in his hand controlled an extremely powerful energy, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, rushing towards "it".

For Ji Mo, this is a killer sword.

But "it" seemed to be able to see Ji Mo's movements clearly, "it" just waved out his palm casually, and a strong force soon enveloped "it", and "it" actually pinched Ji Mo's attack with his fingers.

"How is that possible?"

Ji Mo's face was a little angry, he had paid a lot to comprehend this sword.

The strength of the other party is beyond Ji Mo's imagination, and if Ji Mo wants to defeat "it", it is still impossible at present.

Ji Mo wanted to draw out the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, he had already comprehended the king's sword intent, and the killing heart was also running wildly.

Even if you look at the whole world, Ji Mo is also the legendary leader, but he is vulnerable under "it".

"How is that possible?"

Ji Mo's face was a little incredible.

"Why bother?"

"It" sighed softly, for "it", Ji Mo's appearance seemed to be a very simple thing.

"It" easily ejected a burst of energy, but the attack that came with it had a powerful power.

After seeing that the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand was bombarded into two pieces by a random attack by the other party, Ji Mo was stunned.

"How is that possible?"

Ji Mo had a look of disbelief on his face.

But "it" won't give Ji Mo time to react, "it" fingers kept flicking one after another, and in the attack of "it", Ji Mo's body has been penetrated.

There was a look of disbelief on his face, but the vitality he said was like he was overdrawn.

"Waste. ”

"It," it said, and walked away.

Ji Mo heard Luo Ya's cry, but he couldn't do anything.

When Ji Mo opened his eyes again, he saw a decaying scene around him.

He wondered what was going on.

Everything that had happened before flashed through my mind.

But there was a sense of powerlessness in his heart because he couldn't change anything.

Standing up, his eyes looked around, although Ji Mo wanted to stand up, he found that the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

It's a complete frustration.

Maybe all this is a nightmare for Ji Mo.

Although Ji Mo wanted to get rid of the nightmare, it was difficult for him to have any way.

There was a bit of helplessness on his face, and his body collapsed to the ground.

Once, he was the pride of the heavens, but now, he is a waste who has cultivated to nothing.

Now Ji Mo is very troublesome, he held up his last breath, and then he staggered up, he can't fall, but he has to work hard to get out of the predicament.

......

The once proud son of heaven would be reduced to the current state, Ji Mo couldn't have imagined.

This seems to be a strange world, and Ji Mo doesn't know anything about the environment here.

Now even his dreams have been shattered, and he is like a walking corpse.

When Ji Mo came to the city, because of his ragged clothes, no one took him seriously, but he just felt that Ji Mo was a more tragic person.

They didn't bother to communicate with Ji Mo, because in their own eyes, they were superior people, and Ji Mo was inferior.

Ji Mo didn't talk to them either, because he didn't feel necessary.

The things around the people around him don't seem to have much to do with Ji Mo.

The world is hot and cold, and the eyes of the people around him are so strange.

Ji Mo had thought about such a scene before, and he sighed softly.

Life is still going on, and he seems to be trying to fit into his current life.

Everything made Ji Mo feel full of helplessness, living is the last word.

finally found a job as an ironworker, and Ji Mo began to stay here.

Life in the blacksmith is very peaceful, as if nothing has happened.

There is a group of scoundrels here, who are often looking for ballast everywhere, and they just happened to come to the blacksmith today.

This was the third day that Ji Mo came to the blacksmith's shop, and he hadn't had much contact with these guys before.

When the scoundrels come here, they just want to collect protection money, and usually the little brother in the store will be scared when he sees them, and then greet them.

But after Ji Mo saw them, his face was still calm.

Their faces couldn't help but be a little puzzled, who was this guy, who dared to be so arrogant in front of them?

So they had the idea of teasing Ji Mo in their hearts, and one of the younger brothers walked in front of Ji Mo, and then said to Ji Mo: "Stinky boy, do you know who I am?"

Ji Mo glanced at him indifferently, then continued to lower his head and began to strike iron.

The other party was angry, because here, no one dared not give him face.

So his fist smashed into Ji Mo, and before Ji Mo could react, he was hit by the fist, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

It's just that Ji Mo's face didn't have the slightest fear and fear, but he didn't expect that one day he would be beaten like this by an ordinary person.

"Waste, dare to be arrogant in front of me, and don't go to see what kind of person Lao Tzu is?"

He shouted at Ji Mo.

The shopkeeper came over, dissuaded the scoundrel, and after giving the protection money, he helped Ji Mo up and went to the side to rest.

Living at the bottom of society, feeling the warmth and coldness of human feelings, Ji Mo had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

He seemed to have some feelings in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

After sighing softly, Ji Mo rested for a while, and then began to continue striking iron.

He seemed to get used to life here, and he tried to forget what had happened before.

What will his life be like in the future? Ji Mo didn't know at all, he seemed to be running away.

......

"Ji Mo. ”

Luo Ya called out to the person in front of her again and again, which was the object she was willing to entrust her life to, but this person's breathing had stopped.

At this moment, Luo Ya felt that her life was full of gloom.

Her gaze looked at "it", and it seemed calm, but it was also calm.

"Kill me too. ”

When a loved one dies, there is no dream in one's heart, and the meaning of life has been lost.

Death may be a relief, she is just a little woman.

"Why should I kill you?"

"It" looked at Luo Ya with a sneer, "What I like to watch the most is when my beloved dies in front of me."

Don't worry, he'll awaken again soon, and when the time comes, I'll use his body to kill you myself. ”

"You're a demon. ”

Luo Ya said through gritted teeth.

"How can that inferior race be compared to me?"

"It" shook its head, "You'd better be honest and accept your fate." ”

"If I were so easy to accept my fate, how could I have come to you now?"

Loya said, her body bouncing up, and even if she knew she wasn't a match for "it," she wouldn't sit still.

And "it" spelled.

However, the other party seemed to have expected this kind of action from Luo Ya, so when Luo Ya was about to come into contact with "it", "it" disappeared.

The next moment, "it" appeared behind Luo Ya, and then a hand knife slashed Luo Ya, and Luo Ya fell unconscious!