"What's going on there?"

"I don't know, don't worry, that guy is quite capable and won't have an accident."

On the city wall, Dongfang Yue lay on the head of the city and looked out.

In the distance, smoke billowed from the river, and the fog was so thick that it was impossible to see anything clearly. I can only vaguely find a little bit of fire, one after another.

Accompanied by screams and shouts of killing.

Tu Shan Yaya patted her chest indifferently and said calmly.

It would be best if that hateful guy suffered a loss!

"Kill !!"

"Boom!"

The sound of gold and iron resonates.

Chu Mo dodged a sharp arrow that grazed his ear sideways, grabbed it with his backhand, and caught the arrow between his two fingers.

This magic arrow, which was driven by mana, broke in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his hand, the arrow flew out, lightning quickly. It happened to pass through the little Taoist priest who shot the dark arrow. The arrow passed through the throat, came out from behind, and was firmly nailed to the plank of the ship, trembling gently!

"It's the devil!"

"Lao Tzu is no longer playing, Lao Tzu doesn't want to die yet, this demon slaying alliance, I quit!"

"I'm quitting, I'm quitting!"

Endless panic spread.

With the death of a famous monk in battle, although Chu Mo was also injured, he also recovered in an instant. The more you kill, the happier you get, the speed is like a ghost, and then the fog covers it. It was really a sight to behold, and some people only saw a flash of red, and their companions fell to the ground.

Others had just heard the slightest movement, and the whole ship suddenly broke from the bottom.

One Yuhe cut off the entire ship and smashed several people into pulp!

"Poof!"

With the first person taking the lead, the morale of the army was immediately in turmoil.

A monk supported the crowd without paying attention, jumped into the river without saying a word, and went down the river, frantically towards the shore.

"Damn, I was going to do something good, but I ran into such a monster. No matter what, as long as you can escape back, there are still many good days. The middle-aged monk glanced at the battlefield behind him, and his heart was frightened, and the swimming movement of his hands sped up a little.

The shouts of killing behind him became louder and louder, and the shore was getting closer and closer.

The middle-aged monk had never felt so devastated, and sweat was pouring down. Obviously there is only a distance of a few tens of meters, but in his heart at this moment, it is comparable to 10,000 meters.

"Ahem......"

Finally, the middle-aged monk reached the shore. Because he swam too quickly, he drank a lot of river water, so he coughed incessantly.

He still had several fairy swords in his arms, and he wasn't a fool. easily took away a few magic weapons from the hands of several corpses, which are all the capital of his future care.

"Hehe, Tu Shan, Lao Tzu will not come again in the future."

Think about the way I saw my senior brother being cut in half in an instant, and blood flowed from his intestines. The middle-aged monk was like ashes, although he was exhausted, but the speed under his feet was getting faster and faster, and he drilled into a forest.

"Bang!"

Because his attention was always behind him, the middle-aged monk was afraid that the monster would catch up. But he suddenly bumped into something hard, covered his painful head, and looked up, it turned out to be a person?!

He thought he had hit a bluestone.

"Where did you come from, stinky boy, get out of the way!"

The middle-aged monk scolded.

The person in front of him had short black hair, wore a gray robe, and had a delicate face, at most twenty years old, and he was quite good-looking. It's just a pair of obsidian-like eyes, a little cold.

Chu Mo looked down at this Taoist priest coldly.

Of the monks who came to Tushan today, there are still two alive. One ran east and the other was in front of him, he spared one, and he had to leave one person to publicize today's events.

"Damn, Lao Tzu told you to get out of the way, did you hear that?!"

The middle-aged monk yelled frantically, and directly pulled out his matching sword from his waist, which was a medium-grade immortal sword.

His spirit was already about to collapse, not to mention that Chu Mo's harmless appearance of humans and animals was completely incompatible with the killing god in the fog.

The most important thing is that the middle-aged monk is confident that no one will catch up, and he has a lot of experience in perception.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged monk slashed with his sword, and even used mana.

But what made him desperate was that the fairy sword slashed at Chu Mo's body, and the sword body suddenly burst open.

Chu Mo indifferently patted the dust on his robe. Suddenly, he stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the cheek of the person in front of him.

"It's you! It's you! It's you! ”

As if he had seen something terrifying, the middle-aged monk's eyes suddenly shrank, and he muttered as if he was crazy, "It's you!! ”

"You're so stupid and cute."

Chu Mo smiled slightly, and the next moment, a raging flame suddenly lit up on the man's body, and the pulse burning technique ignited the meridians of the other party's body.

"Ahh Yes!! ”

The middle-aged monk, who had become a burning man, kept screaming and rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames.

But the root of the flame comes from within him, how can it be extinguished?

After half an hour's effort, the middle-aged monk no longer struggled, because he had become a charred corpse.

The magic weapon around him was taken away by the system and turned into points.

"I let you live, you can live, I don't let you live, what's the use of you escaping."

Chu Mo withdrew his eyes and looked to the east, where there was still a person on the run. is also trembling and frightened, but the other party can survive because of his name.

Blessed is kingship.

A separate disciple of the royal family, it is most appropriate for him to spread today's affairs.

"Huh...... It seems that none of the people of the royal family are suitable for a name. ”

Chu Mo chuckled lightly and walked in the direction of the city wall.

Hegemony, wealth, longevity, and blessings.

It's a little ugly, but it's true.

On the other side, Tu Shan Yaya on the city wall also lost her mind to joke before. In addition to the smiling Dongfang Yue, Tu Shan Rongrong is also frowning slightly.

For the fog has lifted, and the smoke has vanished.

The scene in front of me became extremely clear, but it was shocking.

After being swept away by a fire, dozens of large ships were left with only stumps and stumps, billowing black smoke.

The bodies were lying on boats, lying on the fence, or floating on the water. Even the moat, which was once crystal clear, is now a large area that has been dyed light red by blood donations.

"All, all dead?"

Tu Shan Yaya asked in a trembling voice.

Although they Tu Shan are also domineering, they rarely kill people, and if they are not evildoers, Tu Shan fox demons will show mercy.

With so many lives, even if they knew the purpose of this group of people, they couldn't help but shudder.

"Let's go, Moon."

Chu Mo returned to the city wall, Tu Shan Yaya's fearful eyes, he saw it in his eyes, but he didn't bother to explain.

"Hmm."

Dongfang Yue answered, and obediently followed behind Chu Mo.

"Do you think it's important to be a teacher?"

Chu Mo suddenly asked.

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