Chen Mo missed, and the shadow was hidden in the air again, and his concealment technique did not use the slightest spiritual power, just like magic, it was really weird.

However, he could hide from people's eyes, but he couldn't hide the spiritual power network that Chen Mo had arranged in the entire space.

Even if it was a mosquito, it couldn't escape Chen Mo's perception at this moment.

"Humph!"

Under the puzzled gaze of the three Moade, Chen Mo's figure suddenly swept towards the back, smashing into the air without anyone with a punch.

"Is this kid crazy?

However, the next moment, Moad's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "How is it possible!

In the void where there was originally nothing, a muffled snort suddenly sounded, and a figure in black was beaten and vomited blood and flew back.

"Let's go!"

The man in black shouted at Moad and the others, and quickly fled with the power of the anti-shock.

"Die!"

Chen Mo's face was cold, how could he be allowed to escape?

Recite!

A golden light flashed in the air, and the Sky Slashing Sword pierced directly through the chest of the man in black at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

The man in black in mid-air suddenly looked at his blood-spurting chest with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly realized that his entire consciousness was passing rapidly, and everything was a thing of the past.

The first killer of the life-chasing organization, a figure who gives politicians from various countries an incomparably headache, a legend in the killer world, Shadow, pawn!

Until death, the Shadow's body remained in a forward posture, until it completely lost consciousness and fell headlong from mid-air.

"What kind of magic weapon is that?" Mo Ad and the others were full of horror, with their strength, they could naturally see the body of the Heaven Slashing Sword clearly.

Master Crane trembled all over, looked at the Sky Slashing Sword hovering in mid-air, and stammered, "Then, is that the flying sword in myths and legends!"

"That's a supreme magic weapon that only a first-class person of a sword immortal can have!"

"He, he is the inheritance of the Sword Immortal!"

Others are dismissive of some legends that have been circulated in the land of China, but Master Crane is different, he has loved to read some legends about those immortals since he was a child, and he believes in those legends.

Master Crane believes that since it is a legend, it must have some basis, otherwise it would not have been circulated in the land of China for a long time and will be prosperous for a long time.

It's just that those first-class immortals may have transcended the shackles of the earth and gone to the vast cosmic starry sky to pursue the ultimate mystery of life.

So the moment he saw Chen Mo sacrifice the Heaven Slashing Sword, the first thing Master Crane thought of was that the legendary Sword Immortal appeared.

Yan Zuo is also a native of Huaxia, and he knows a little about the legends of the Sword Immortal, but he doesn't believe in these legends, he thinks that these legends are all fictionalized by ordinary people who have not been exposed to martial arts.

And these fictitious objects themselves are these high-ranking warriors, the so-called sword immortals, but ordinary people who don't know why they are too deified.

Hearing Master He's words, Yan Zuo retorted: "Impossible, there is no so-called sword immortal in the world at all, it may be an extremely powerful magic weapon!"

"Leave that thing alone, let's run for our lives!" Moad screamed, turning and running.

Don't look at his round body, but he runs fast.

"Hmph, are you running faster than the shadow?" Yan Zuo sneered.

Moad suddenly stopped, looked at Yan Zuo with an embarrassed expression, and said with a wry smile: "Then what should I do?

"Fight with him!" said Zuo's face was resolute.

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in Moad's eyes, and he nodded: "You're right, since you can't run, it's better to give it a go!"

"You have a saying in Huaxia, yes, give it a go, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!" Moad said in a strange tone, feeling extremely funny.

Chen Mo withdrew the Sky Slashing Sword, looked at the three of Moad coldly, and said lightly: "It's your turn!"

Chen Mo's voice didn't seem to have a trace of human feelings, and it sounded like a hair standing on end.

"Fight with him!" Master Crane roared angrily, but unfortunately, under the cover of the Five Elements Forbidden Spell, he was no different from an ordinary person now.

However, the three of them knew very well that Chen Mo had an extremely fast magic weapon flying sword, and they could only choose to fight hard.

"Cross Crescent Slash!" Yan Zuo was the first to attack, and this time, it was several times more powerful than the previous attack.

"Boy, you forced me!" Moade's body was wrapped in a cloud of colorful light, and the whole person turned into a huge ball of flesh, and the breath he exhaled turned into a colorful light.

All the animals and plants that approached him died instantly, and Moad was like a grim reaper from hell.

"Die!" Moad screamed and smashed at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't say a word, his palm stretched out violently, and a circle of golden light covered his fist.

Chen Mo spun his hands around in front of his chest and pressed down against the void.

"The third form of the Tianxuan Divine Fist, Zhen Qiankun!"

With a bang, the sky collapsed, the earth fell, and a circle of violent energy waves rushed in all directions.

Faintly visible, a huge golden palm phantom, like the hand of the sky, suppressed the earth.

Moade, Yan Zuo, and Master Crane didn't even have time to scream, and were directly slapped into the soil.

The three dragons in the woods watched the boundary bead in front of them suddenly flash a dazzling red light, and then burst open with a 'snap'.

"I'll go! No!" Long Sixteen looked at the Jiezhu with a demented face: "His strength has actually broken the limit of the Jiezhu!"

Long Eighteen also looked frightened: "This is too strong, isn't it?"

Long Shiyi was relatively calm, with a hint of contemplation on his face: "It seems that the information given to us by the chief is wrong, Master Chen's strength needs to be reestimated!"

"Let's go back and report this to the chief immediately!"

Chen Mo looked at the place where the three of the dragon group were hiding, and suddenly stepped out and came to the three of them in an instant.

The three people who were about to retreat stopped abruptly and looked at Chen Mo in front of them with a shocked expression.

"Chen, Master Chen!" Long Shiyi swallowed and foamed, trying to make his voice sound less nervous.

Chen Mo was condescending, looking down at a few people, his face was a little gloomy: "Go back and tell those people behind you, I don't like to be watched, if there is a next time, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

After speaking, a powerful coercion emerged from Chen Mo's body.

Long Eleven and the three of them only felt that a terrifying aura suddenly enveloped them, which was from the dual coercion of strength and soul.

Even the three of them, who had undergone the most rigorous psychological training, couldn't help but kneel on one knee and bow their heads to Chen Mo.

"Master Chen, don't worry, we will definitely bring your words!" Long Shiyi said with admiration on his face.

The coercion disappeared in an instant, and the three of them looked up, and Chen Mo's figure had already disappeared in front of them.

Chen Mo returned to the same place, holding Murong Yan'er with one hand, as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "Go back!"