After Nie Qingyang stood still in the field, he never moved.

In the eyes of others, he was just a twilight old man buried in the loess to his head and neck, with a strange hairstyle and strange dress, and even the wrinkles carved by the knife and axe were full of withering and decay.

But Chen Mo saw the strong and domineering original appearance hidden under his old skin. It's waking up, and emitting a wisp of danger,

Nie Qingyang's eyes are very clear, like a lake in a paradise, and it also seems to contain another world. He was staring at Chen Mo, and when he saw that the other party was crazy about fighting against others, he stood in place and didn't react, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He wasn't a madman, but he was quite surprised by Chen Mo's keen perception. He didn't expect that a descendant of this age would be able to sniff out something strange before they even fought.

In the secret realm, the ranks of martial artists are divided into five grades. Above the ground level, it is the heaven level, and no matter how high the heaven level is, it is supreme. Nie Qingyang saw that Chen Mo was at most around the prefecture level, which was rare for young people, but as an opponent, it was still not enough.

Nie Qingyang felt that it was a pity, and anyone in the secret realm would probably feel a pity if they came here. Good materials and beautiful jade are the most rare, but now he has to destroy them.

Since he came out of the secret realm, the outside world has made Nie Qingyang's tongue unbearable. This long journey has come to an end, and he is not disappointed, because he can't find even the slightest timidity in the other party.

Luo Si has a son like this, and he has no regrets in life.

Bai Laodiao in the viewing area was sneering, Luo Si thought that his set of wrists was playing seamlessly, but he didn't know that over the years, the robe gang had already found out everything that should be checked. The Pao Gang was already as famous as Hongmen during the Republic of China, and the foundation has been passed down to this day, and the power of secret development is only greater. He has always thought that a small character like Luo Si who runs a single gang is just an ant-like existence, and now it is finally time to douse ants with boiling water.

Luo tried to keep this lone seedling, and did not hesitate to let Chen Mo have someone else's surname, and he didn't dare to show his face for nearly 20 years. Bai Lao Diao was very curious about what kind of face he would be a loser when the body was collected, and whether he would completely collapse.

Nie Qingyang's hands were always behind his back, like an old scholar standing in a private school, looking at Chen Mo with interest. It was a casual enough gesture that no one had ever done since Goroseem had begun, and he seemed to think of himself as an unguarded piece of meat, unaware that it was the most famous bloodthirsty man in the entire tournament standing in front of him.

There was eerily quiet in the stands, there was no sound.

Chen Mo met Nie Qingyang's gaze and slowly took a step, his movements cautious and slow. He leaned forward, his hands hanging in front of him, as if he was ready to rush forward at any moment, as if he was preparing to retreat.

His movements were like a cautious and suspicious wolf, and Nie Qingyang's eyes had a slight strange look, but he still stood there casually, without any move.

Chen Mo only took one step before stopping. He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on half a foot in front of his feet, and frowned slightly with a thoughtful expression.

Nie Qingyang noticed that the other party's breathing had stopped at the same moment, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The shape does not break the body, and the strength does not come out of the point.

Chen Mo still remembered the eight words that Luo Si said, and it was not until this moment that he really understood part of the meaning.

According to the usual definition of Ares robots, Nie Qingyang undoubtedly belongs to an alternative. This old man already has a murderous aura on his body, but like a flowing wind, it can even be described as gentle and gentle. The primordial power that Chen Mo thought was enough to tear the steel apart was being controlled by some unknown way, and they swirled around the surface of his body, but beneath the tranquil ocean was a colossal storm.

It's the first time Chen Mo has encountered a guy like this. He exhaled slowly, his chest heaving and slowing, chasing the other's breath in a strange rhythm.

Nie Qingyang grinned, there was obviously more surprise in his eyes, and he beckoned to Chen Mo, signaling him to hurry up and make a move.

Chen Mo still lowered his head and took the second step. The old man in front of him was like a mountain, but he knew a little more about the majesty of the mountain than before.

Zhuo Yitian has returned to the scene of Gorosem and is watching the battle with Luo Li and others. Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, Lin Qingying left the place, but Helen stayed.

She didn't understand what Chen Mo's persistence meant, but she could see that he was at an absolute disadvantage.

NVC TV has long regarded Chen Mo as a savior, and the whole process is close-up, and occasionally only one or two shots are given to the half-dead old man. Chen Mo on the big screen lowered his eyes, his strong chin and chest formed a tense angle, and his face, forehead and even upper body clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Hail Mary, give him a calm heart to see things he has not touched; Give him the courage to change what is possible. Give him the strength to face hardship, for this is the only way to peace......" Helen murmured in prayer, clasping her hands to her chest.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the beast in the field seemed to have sensed something, quietly cast a glance in this direction, and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

At this moment, Helen lost her mind for a moment, and her beautiful eyes were all filled with his figure.

Is that feeling lonely or murderous?

There was no wind in the venue, and Chen Mo took the third step, but the re-paved sand on the ground in front of him was moving, as if encountering an invisible air current. In the fourth and fifth steps, he walked slower and slower, and the amplitude of his upper body leaning forward became lower and lower, and as the large sand city between the two began to roll up into the sky under the action of the agitated force field, the hem of his clothes began to hunt and fly.

The audience exclaimed, this unbelievable scene was undoubtedly beyond comprehension. Even the well-informed Himala Flower felt that it was the Jedi Knight in Star Wars who stood in the arena.

The eruption of qi on Nie Qingyang's body gradually became obvious, like a knife like a sword, Chen Mo felt that he was standing on the edge of the cliff, as long as he accidentally stepped half a wrong step, he would be swept down the abyss by the wind, and his bones would be lost.

Naturally, he can't talk about any internal breath, and the only thing that can compete with the other party is the purest **.

When Nie Qingyang's inhalation reached its peak, Chen Mo's breathing, which was originally at the same pace, suddenly lengthened for a few seconds, and the rhythm of the other party's exhalation was imperceptibly chaotic.

In the sixth step, he finally rose to his feet.

All the cameras lost Chen Mo's figure at the same time, and the real-time slow-motion analysis on the big screen was completely empty. Even with Nie Qingyang's eyesight, he couldn't catch where this young man who had gone from static to moving was going, and the fact made him finally understand that the latter's strength had exceeded his greatest expectations.

"There! Over there! Suddenly, a person stood up from the audience and raised his hand to the upper left corner of the large screen.

The cameraman reacted quickly, cut close to the camera, and followed in a daze.

Chen Mo appeared behind Nie Qingyang, six meters in the air, and swooped down like a ghost. Even a golden eagle that was swooping down to hunt for food would never be able to show the strength and beauty he showed, and he swooped down with both hands into claws, strangling the back of Nie Qingyang's neck.

This is the most common murderous trick used by the Chiyi veteran, as long as he can pinch the cervical vertebrae, even if the other party's skin and bones are all iron, Chen Mo is 100% sure that his medulla will explode into a mess of gruel in an instant.

Nie Qingyang was unconscious, the two figures instantly touched, and the sand within a radius of ten meters rose radially into the sky, exploding into a huge cloud of smoke, and the rumbling sound shook the entire Super Bowl.

The vast majority of spectators, including the organizers' executives, were unable to breathe, and their brains were completely shut down. All along, the exciting battle of Gorosem has been constantly refreshing the sensory impact, and people have been convincing themselves with reasons such as secret tricks and tricks that this is still a contest between humans.

But now, everything has been turned upside down.

The dust and smoke dissipated, Nie Qingyang was still standing in place, but Chen Mo fell more than ten meters away, and countless wounds burst out of his arms and upper body. He staggered to his feet, with three points of anger and seven points of hideousness, looked at his opponent who was as immobile as a mountain, and vomited a mouthful of black blood.

In the process of the lightning and flint attack just now, he collided with a whirlpool of condensed qi, and the strong killing force could still completely explode, and he was inexplicably led to the side.

He was tantamount to being thrown out by himself, and the power of the backlash was extremely vicious, and the wound formed by the backlash of his qi went straight to the surface of his body. Nie Qingyang didn't lift his hands and feet, and he had already hit him hard.

"Little doll, you're very nice." Nie Qingyang spoke for the first time, and his country accent was extremely strong, "The Tai Chi palm I practiced, if you want to fight hard, it won't work." ”

"Fuck you!" Chen Mo roared and swept out again.

The old man's condescending indifference annoyed him, but his strength was indeed a lot worse than others, and he had already taken the pulse, so he had to fight hard. The smooth burst of bullet time proves that even if you put aside those damn robots, the strong horizontal is enough to support this ultra-high-speed teleportation, and the effect is stronger than the previous performance.

There is a gamble that does not mean to lose, but at the moment it seems to be an unsolvable game.

Nie Qingyang didn't mean to end the duel in a hurry, and Chen Mo was easily thrown out before he could get involved in the next few attempts. The whole person was gradually destroyed by his own anti-devouring power to the point that he was covered in bruises, and the arm that had just recovered was broken again.

"Where is Luo Si?" Nie Qingyang stroked his beard and asked dryly.

As soon as he said this, Chen Mo already knew that things were completely out of shape. What Luo Si said relied on his performance on the field to attract the attention of the hermits, and it seems that he has long become a laughing stock in the eyes of others, and he has been turned into a monkey.

"You're looking for him?" Chen Mo asked rhetorically. At this moment, the qi and blood in the body are churning, and it is good to take a little time to calm down.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a bit of an old account to settle." Nie Qingyang's face was wrinkled, and he squeezed out a strange expression, "Luo Si also participated in this kind of boxing match back then, but I didn't expect that after so many years, his son would be the same." ”

Chen Mo was stunned, not understanding what he wanted to express.

"You probably know my identity, I'm an outsider. Our ancestors have lived in seclusion for generations to this day, and they have never seen any glory and wealth in their eyes, except for being stable, they are only interested in martial arts. If Luo Si is here, he can still fight with me, and you may not be an opponent. In this way, it is better for you to return to China with me, I promise that no one will be difficult for you. If Luo Si takes you seriously, he will naturally come to us, as long as he arrives, we will let you go no matter what. Even if he doesn't come, you will be kept by us at most, and it is better than dying here today. Nie Qingyang stared at Chen Mo without blinking, his expression calm.

"Even if I never believed him, it is impossible for me to listen to your words and be willing to be a prisoner immediately." Chen Mo waved his hand coldly, "Since you regard me as a target, what else is there to say." Tai Chi palm is very powerful, I want to see more, since it is better to play to the end. ”

"Little doll, are you really not afraid of death?" Nie Qingyang was quite surprised.

"When it's time to die, I'm afraid what's the use." Chen Mo replied indifferently, and even smiled.

Nie Qingyang was in awe, clenched his fists and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, it was Xiao Lao'er who was wrong before." The little brother is young, and he can calmly face the catastrophe of life and death, and this courage alone is worth my full strength. ”

"Neurotic ......" Chen Mo scolded secretly, but he felt that this old man was a little stupid and sincere.

Aoki Dongshang sat in the middle of the people who broke the water and flowed, watching the old and the young and the two Z people stop and stop there, grinding endlessly, and he had already wrinkled his eyebrows impatiently.

He himself was quite surprised, after so many years of enlightenment in the mountains, he could already be called a heart like water, but today he is always a little impetuous.

Could it be the instinctive hostility provoked by the strong? Admiral Aoki Dong's eyes were on Nie Qingyang, but he couldn't find that pinprick feeling. With a little disbelief, he turned to look at Chen Mo, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

The Ares robots are fully repairing their injuries, and they now seem to be only interested in proprioceptive first aid, which is vital to their own survival. Chen Mo's consciousness exploration has been exposed to several strong signal feedbacks, which are the responses given by the nano platform.

"Let's take care of it." This is the first signal.

"If you don't hand over control, you'll die, and we'll die." This is the second one.

"We'll do what we need." The third sign is a relentless threat.

Chen Mo sneered.

Nie Qingyang has already made a move, his arms are round, and his palms are like light flocculents. Chen Mo didn't dodge or dodge, he greeted him, and was swallowed by the power of the swirling current that surged in the first time, and threw out, and the sound of bone cracking exploded in many places all over his body, and he completely became a bloody person.

He jumped up unconsciously, and pounced on Nie Qingyang again, the killing intent in his eyes made the old man move slightly.

Those eyes were the only remaining different colors in the whole body red, black was very black, white was very white, and they were frozen in ice-like coldness.

Zhuo Yitian subconsciously took Luo Li's hand beside him, and the palms of the two of them were also warm. Helen had already shed tears, she never thought that she would witness Chen Mo's death in Gorosem.

Chen Mo swung his fist, seeing that the other party was concocted in the same way, pulling himself with his palm, and was about to use bullet time to break through this strange defense, his right arm suddenly twisted on its own, turning and folding in the air like a snake, hitting the old man's chest.

Nie Qingyang spurted blood from his mouth, flew backwards, rolled a few times, and shouted in a trembling voice before he had time to stand up: "You...... You are not alive! ”

Chen Mo indifferently raised his hand and looked at it, the Ares robots were gathering there, even this gesture of raising his hand was the result of their deliberate control.

"Execute a preliminary takeover plan." The cold fluctuation in the depths of consciousness flickered.

(To be continued)