Red Sleeve Pavilion, female disciples are everywhere, Chen Mo's arrival directly made this place lively, and the sound of frolicking was endless, all of which were discussing Chen Mo's identity.

"You said that he is so young, it can't be Chen Mo from Luofeng Town, right?" A woman looked at Chen Mo with a good look, her eyes overflowed, and there was a kind of girl's heart that was about to come out, rippling silently, and looking at it faintly, their faces were a little crimson.

Chen Mo's name is like thunder in the cultivation world, as long as the monk knows Chen Mo's sharpness, but there are not many people who have seen Chen Mo, most of the female disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion are in the sect, and few of them have seen Chen Mo, so they can only guess.

A few days ago, Hua Yang Yue said that Chen Mo would come to the Red Sleeve Pavilion, and this matter had already spread in the sect.

Now, Hua Yang Yue is taking Chen Mo with her, there is no need to guess, that man must be Chen Mo.

"Sure enough, it's him!" Soon, someone suddenly realized: "Only he is so young that he deserves the attention of the deputy pavilion master, hehe, I must ask him for advice later." ”

"Excuse me, are you crazy?" exclaimed another.

The female disciple shook her head and denied it: "It's just a fight, and it won't hurt your life, besides, it is definitely the greatest honor in your life to be able to fight with this kind of heavenly demon." ”

"That's right, I also want to learn from him to enhance my actual combat ability. ”

Many female disciples wore peach blossoms on their faces, stopped the movements in their hands, and stared at Chen Mo at this moment.

Looking at it like this, Chen Mo couldn't keep a low profile.

Seeing this, Hua Yang Yue said with a smile: "Chen Mo, many female disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion have never seen strange men, you are the first person to enter the Red Sleeve Pavilion, I hope you don't mind!"

"Of course, I wouldn't mind. Chen Mo smiled bitterly.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and being able to enter the Red Sleeve Pavilion has a feeling of imperial style.

Regardless of whether they worship it or not, at least Chen Mo said that it was the first time he had seen so many female disciples watching him, and this kind of attitude of being valued made people forget to return.

But at this moment, a female disciple of the Red Sleeve Pavilion walked towards Chen Mo, due to her martial arts cultivation, her whole person looked heroic and cool, and she had the demeanor of a woman who did not let her eyebrows go.

Holding an azure long sword, he went straight to Chen Mo, "Childe, you are the man brought back by the deputy pavilion master, and I don't embarrass you, as long as you pick me up." ”

After the woman finished speaking, she looked at Chen Mo closely, in her opinion, this Chen Mo is not as special as me, but a calm face, which is easy to ignore.

However, Chen Mo's eyes revealed the self-confidence of others, as if the heroes of the world were like grass dogs, he could break them with a sword, and this kind of self-confidence was extremely difficult to improve.

"Are you?" Chen Mo saw that the other party came to challenge him, and knew that the strong dragon did not suppress the ground snake, and when he came to someone else's territory, even if Chen Mo was strong, he had to give three points of thin noodles.

This is the rule of the rivers and lakes, and Chen Mo cannot refuse the other party's challenge.

"My name is Su Xue, I am an elite disciple in the Red Sleeve Pavilion, and this year's cultivation is already in the middle of the Yuan Infant, although I know that you are very powerful, I believe that you will let me. “

When Su Xue said this, she looked at Chen Mo expectantly, a strong battle intent appeared under her eyes, and her momentum rose in the sky, looking vast and terrifying.

However, in Chen Mo's view, this kind of power is not enough to mention.

Hua Yang Yue on the side said with interest: "Chen Mo, don't underestimate the elite disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, they are all unique in ten thousand, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, even if I can't take it seriously, how about you fight with Su Xue and convince her?"

Hearing this, Chen Mo did not refuse, and said: "Since Hua Yang Yue said so, how can I, Chen Mo, not agree, Su Xue, come, and use your full strength." ”

Chen Mo didn't see any extra movements, but instead put his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for Su Xue to make a move, such a sign was undoubtedly looking down on Su Xue, which naturally made Su Xue unable to save face.

After all, in front of everyone's eyes, it's about face.

Immediately, Su Xue shook her wrist and said coldly: "Childe, my move is called Sword Lock Kyushu, and it is infinitely powerful, you must not underestimate me, lest you be laughed at and generous if you lose." ”

As soon as Su Xue's voice fell, Chen Mo was still indifferent, dealing with Su Xue, there was a small test there, and he didn't even need to face it directly, if it wasn't for the sake of giving face to Hua Yang Yue, Chen Mo only needed to blow a breath, and Su Xue would definitely be wiped out and completely dead.

Seeing that Chen Mo was so arrogant, the rest of the female disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion began to shout and cheer.

"Senior Sister Su Xue, come on, defeat Chen Mo, you are the most beautiful woman in the Red Sleeve Pavilion. “

……

"The sword locks Kyushu, and a sword seals the throat and kills the soul. Su Xue drank coldly, and her delicate body immediately shot at Chen Mo, her spiritual power was frantically urging, and the sword body bloomed with a compelling cold light.

In an instant, Chen Mo felt the innate cold ice, which hatched into ice in the space.

As Su Xue accelerated his speed, the space was already covered with ice cubes, and then Su Xue waved his hand, and the ice cubes centered on Chen Mo, forming ice walls to block Chen Mo's body.

This scene made many female disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion feel proud and dancing.

"Senior Sister Su Xue is good, she should defeat Chen Mo and win glory for our Red Sleeve Pavilion. “

"Come on, defeat Chen Mo. ”

……

At this moment, no one cared about Chen Mo's past, they only knew that Chen Mo couldn't block Su Xue's attack, otherwise he wouldn't be motionless and useless.

Moreover, Chen Mo is famous, and the women in the Red Sleeve Pavilion are not as powerful as Chen Mo who has seen them in person, maybe the cultivators are spreading falsehoods, and Chen Mo has no immortal combat power at all.

"Hey. Ling Xuan sighed, and smiled helplessly: "It's really innocent of those who don't know, it's a joke, I see them laughing so happily, there will be a time for them to cry later." “

How strong Chen Mo is, Ling Xuan knows very clearly, Su Xue is just a mid-Yuan Infant cultivator, and it is undoubtedly difficult to defeat Chen Mo at this moment.

What's more, Chen Mo is not a robot, how could he be easily defeated.

Yan Tingcheng glanced at Ling Xuan, and then at Chen Mo, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless, as if she was accompanying Chen Mo to visit the kiln, surrounded by female disciples who were like flowers and jade.

This kind of scene made Yan Tingcheng feel a little inappropriate, but she still didn't speak.

Click!

Suddenly, the ice cubes around Chen Mo fell down, turning into ice water, and then Chen Mo slowly moved his limbs, looked up at Su Xue, and said with a smile: "Your strength is good, it's a pity that you met me, so ...... You can't have a chance to win. ”

Chen Mo's words seemed to be a tribute to everything, which made Su Xue shake her head wildly, and her mind was full of disbelief, but she knew that she had indeed failed.

Chen Mo stood and asked her to deal with it, but her attack didn't hurt Chen Mo at all.

Even, she was secretly complacent because of this, thinking that winning Chen Mo had become a joke.

Looking at Chen Mo, Su Xue smiled bitterly and said, "I'm defeated." “