Fang Zhenhong was stunned for a moment, and an unspeakable anger almost, completely filled his heart.

That anger, like a bomb, exploded in his heart.

Fang Zhenhong was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

His eyes stared at Chu Mo deeply, as if he wanted to penetrate Chu Mo's whole body.

Chu Mo's madness is so flamboyant, so domineering and wanton.

Every Fang family martial artist present was deeply shocked by Chu Mo's arrogant words.

Then, everyone's faces were replaced by thick anger.

Fang family!

It is one of the top ten families in the imperial capital, although it is filmed at the end, but it is definitely not just a random person who can speak in vain.

Chu Mo in front of him dared to say such wild words, simply, he didn't put the Fang family in his eyes at all, this was an unscrupulous insult!

"Hahaha, good, good, good!!!"

After a while, Fang Zhenhong seemed to be extremely angry, his laughter became more and more cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, eager to burn Chu Mo to death.

Then.

"Kill!!"

Fang Zhenhong couldn't talk nonsense anymore, his throat surged, and he spit out the incomparably cold word.

For a while, the more than thirty innate martial artists, up and down, exuded a very fierce momentum.

The momentum, the rage, the violent, the invincible...

This is the martial artists cultivated by the Fang family, they are, killing machines.

All it takes is one order, and they, as if they are not afraid of anything, go forward and kill!

At the same second, Chu Mo's expression was not as afraid, depressed, or frightened as he imagined.

There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and there was infinite war intent!

To be honest, Chu Mo likes that kind of fist-to-flesh fight.

That feeling is sweating profusely, and it is a kind of cool to the extreme!

"Kill!"

A burst of cheers came from Chu Mo's mouth, as if the entire air was trembling.

Then, Chu Mo was like a raptor going to sea, and his body was like a missile, and he quickly saved up.

"Kill me, kill me, kill kill !!"

At the same time, Fang Zhenhong was like crazy, his eyes were about to split, and his voice was like a torrent, letting out a monstrous roar.

In an instant, the more than thirty innate masters all moved.

Their bodies were like fierce tigers, their steps were like shocks, and in the blink of an eye, they had already gathered in front of Chu Mo.

Each person has a different weapon in his hand, including short swords, long knives, horizontal hooks, and each weapon, all of which shimmer with endless cold and dazzling white light.

In the next second, all of them locked Chu Mo's head, heart, chest, arms, lower abdomen, thighs, and soles!

Almost 360 degrees, no dead angle attack! Incomparably thrilling!

Everyone, fluttering, everyone, is moving forward!

At that moment, it was as if the air was shattered, and countless cold rays of light fell suddenly.

The attacks of each warrior are very tricky, horizontal, split, slash, stab, hook, pick...

The killing intent is infinite, and the space trembles.

Chu Mo was already completely surrounded, absolutely impassable! All around him were densely packed with people!

Hiss...

Hiss...

Hiss...

It was the hiss of the weapon smashing through the air, and at the same time, visible to the naked eye, Chu Mo's body was almost as if it was completely wrapped and enveloped by countless cold rays and white light.

360 degrees of locking, 360 degrees of attack, 360 degrees of murderous aura, 360 degrees of sword light and sword shadow.

That momentum is terrifying! It's so invincible!

"Chu Mo!"

"Be careful!"

"Woooooo

Shangguan Wan'er, Xia Qian, Su Xiyan, Yan Shuangshuang, Ren Xinyi, and several women, all of them were full of horror in their eyes.

Xia Fei and Ning Yang were also in a cold sweat.

Such a strong attack frightened several people, and their hearts almost stopped, breathing, and almost suffocated!

As for Fang Xiong, his eyes were full of excitement.

This kind of battle, in his opinion, Chu Mo will definitely die!

However, there was a hint of bloodlust in his eyes, and he was very eager for this kind of battle.

At the same time, Fang Zhenhong sneered: "Boy, the martial artist of our family, it can be said that you are invincible, you, dare to kill the younger son, let my eldest son kneel, you should think of today's ending..."

"Really?"

In the blink of an eye, Chu Mo smiled suddenly, his smile was so weird, and at the same time, his faint voice rippled: "Then you may be disappointed, they, in my eyes, are just a group, ants!"

The next second.

"Reiki Cover, give it to me!"

Chu Mo shouted, and when the countless swords fell coldly, in front of him, in an instant, a blue light flashed spiritual energy barrier.

Ding Ding Ding...

Countless knives, swords, and hooks, like thunder, fell on the aura cover, making a crisp collision sound.

Everyone's eyes were shocked.

Under such a dense and terrifying attack, Chu Mo was not harmed by half a point.

Chu Mo didn't care about the surprise of those people, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc, "Since you want to kill, then, Lao Tzu will play with you!

Licking the corners of his mouth, Chu Mo's eyes became more and more bloodthirsty.

It was also at that second that his body suddenly saved up.

Snort...

Chu Mo's speed was extremely fast, as if it was cutting through the air, with countless roars.

In a breath, his fist, just like that, appeared strangely in front of the nearest warrior.

The warrior's face was shocked, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But, obviously, it's too late.

Chu Mo's fist came so deceitfully, and in an instant, it fell like a hammer of the Nine Heavens.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After the dull sound, the naked eye could see that the warrior's shoulders, chest, and arms were almost completely deformed and collapsed.

His body, as if, was like soft mud, and his white bones were exposed, and blood was pouring out, and he fell straight to the ground.

At the same time, behind Chu Mo, there were six or seven strong winds coming, and the murderous aura was very strong.

Chu Mo didn't even turn his head, his body was just like that, frantically moving forward, rushing out.

Rumble!

Chu Mo's body seemed to be like a rapid bomb, a shocking explosive force.

The momentum of that power, the storm, was simply terrifying.

The faces of the seven or eight warriors in front of them suddenly became frightened.

But, dodge, it's obviously too late!

Poof!

Poof!

It was also at the moment when Chu Mo fell, seven or eight martial artists were seriously injured, and then, screaming!

The dazzling smell of blood, broken bones, and cold blood, it was just... It's like hell!

In the blink of an eye, Chu Mo's body was already stained red with blood.

It's like, hell kills the gods!

Like, a demon!

At that moment, the remaining warriors were scared.

To be precise, they were terrified.

"Damn, damn it! Don't retreat, give it to me, whoever retreats, behead!

Fang Zhenhong's face was particularly ugly, and he shouted in a deep voice, staring at Chu Mo deadly, his angry heart was about to jump out.

(End of chapter)