"Theatergoers? What are you looking at... Do you want to die? ”

Gao Tong was stunned for a moment, did not react at first, and then seemed to understand what Chu Mo meant, and glared angrily.

"No, why should I die if I can live? I'm just a spectator, so keep performing. ”

Chu Mo waved his hand, changed his posture and lay on the boulder, staring at Yan Shisan with interest.

"You... Die! ”

Qualcomm is not an open-minded person, otherwise he would never have killed the world-famous Yan Shisan for the sake of 'fame'.

Chu Mo's teasing finally angered Qualcomm, who no longer cared about killing Yan Thirteen, but instead jumped in front of Chu Mo with a vertical step, drew his sword and stabbed Chu Mo.

This sword was extremely ruthless, stabbing straight into Chu Mo's heart, worthy of a sword piercing the heart of Gaotong.

A sword pierces the heart.

People are ruthless, and the sword is even more ruthless.

It can be seen that Qualcomm is not usually good at stubble.

He's a killer!

"Ugh..."

The sword light flashed, and the sword that pierced many people's hearts was only an inch away from piercing Chu Mo's heart, but this inch was like a moat.

The long sword in Qualcomm's hand was hidden and had fallen weakly.

His whole body stiffened, as if all his strength had been drained, and his face aged at a very fast rate, and the situation was extremely terrifying.

"I didn't want to kill anyone, but you insisted on begging for death, people like you live in the world, sooner or later they will die under someone else's sword, even so, dying under my hands is a worthy death!"

Chu Mo sighed, although this Qualcomm would definitely die today no matter what, he didn't plan to kill him, but unfortunately this person had to die under his hands to be willing.

"You... So ruthless! ”

As he spoke, Qualcomm fell to the ground, and now he was covered with skin and bones.

Yan Shisan looked at Qualcomm's miserable situation, his eyes shrunk, but his pupils widened.

Witnessing the whole process of Chu Mo killing Qualcomm with a sword qi, a storm and waves had already set off in his heart.

It was the most terrifying swordsman he had ever seen.

The most terrible enemy.

Perhaps only the Third Young Master of the Divine Sword Villa could match it.

Maybe the world is invincible.

You don't need to draw your sword, you can kill people invisibly with just one sword qi.

He can do it, but he won't be able to walk around like that.

His vest left a cold sweat, but his heart was even colder.

"Isn't it too tiring to run around for the sake of 'fame'?"

Chu Mo picked up Qualcomm's sword, and several swords fell, and he had dug a pit that could accommodate Qualcomm and buried his bones in it.

A sword fell, and a stone tablet was cut off from the boulder and erected in front of the mound.

The twilight was deeper, but there was one more mound and one more skeleton.

"yes, it's not easy to be famous."

Yan Shisan also spoke with deep sympathy.

"I've killed one of you for you, and I'll leave the rest to you!"

As soon as Chu Mo's words fell, four more people appeared in the twilight.

Chu Mo was very familiar with the Third Young Master's sword, this was a book he had read when he was a child.

The four people here have their own characteristics, some old and some young, the old one is gray-haired, and the young one is like a teenager.

Chu Mo vaguely remembered that this young man's name was "ruthless boy" Cao Bing.

The reason why I remember it is probably because this person is the only special case that has not been killed by Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan's cold face showed a trace of exhaustion, and at the same time, there was a sense of solemnity.

"I didn't expect you all to come."

Although the old man was old, his murderous aura was even stronger: "Yan Thirteen, today the old man is going to kill you with the famous and peerless 'Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns', so that everyone in the world knows that the old man's 'Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns' is a more terrifying swordsmanship than the Thirteen Deadly Swords." ”

"Poof!"

Chu Mo couldn't help but laugh again.

The laughter was extremely abrupt in this solemn atmosphere.

Everyone turned their gaze to Chu Mo.

"What are you laughing at?"

The old man's face showed a hint of coldness, of course he could sense that Chu Mo was laughing at him.

"What the hell is this 'Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns', is it the method of stabbing the sword?"

Chu Mo held back a smile and said "ask for advice" with a straight face.

This Thirteen Swords of Death is a peerless swordsmanship that directly points to the way of the killing sword.

Of course, there are many swordsmanship that can be compared with it, such as the Holy Spirit Sword Technique in the Wind and Cloud, the Heavenly Sword, the Dugu Nine Swords, etc.

But the "Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns" is a swordsmanship, and Chu Mo has never heard of it.

It's even more terrifying than the Thirteen Swords of Death?

This old guy is either crazy or here to make amusement.

The old man was out of anger and on the verge of going berserk: "You dare to make fun of the old man? ”

Chu Mo waved his hand: "No, with all due respect, I haven't even heard of the 'Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns', but I know that once Yan Thirteen's sword is unsheathed, you will definitely die." ”

The meaning of Chu Mo's words is very clear, that is, the old man's "Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns" is a joke.

"You dare to insult the old man's Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns?"

"Old thing, what are you talking nonsense? Our goal is to kill Yan Thirteen! ”

Among them, the young boy Cao Bing was impatient, he was in a hurry to become famous, and he made the first move.

"Yan Thirteen, suffer death, today you will die under my sword!"

Yan Shisan's eyes closed slightly: "There's a lot of nonsense, let's shoot together!" ”

The old man couldn't take care of Chu Mo at this time, and a sword was laid in front of Cao Bing.

"His life belongs to the old man."

Yan Thirteen had already clenched the sword in his hand that was inlaid with thirteen orbs.

"I said you guys will shoot together!"

The old man was already a little annoyed.

"What do you think of us, if you want to kill you, the old man alone is enough."

Yan Shisan no longer had the patience to fight with these people, and his sword was unsheathed.

The sword light flashed in front of the eyes of the four people like a flying rainbow.

At the same time, the four of them felt a strong evil aura attacking.

Suddenly, there was a chill all over my body.

Now it's ready to fly, and it has to be sent.

The four of them couldn't care about anything else, and the long sword in their hands was unsheathed and stabbed at Yan Thirteen.

Chu Mo saw very clearly in Da Shi that Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Swords were very sharp and extremely ruthless.

The killing sword intent was used, and the strong killing sword intent slowed down the movements of the four for a moment.

But this moment was enough for Yan Thirteen to kill them.

Masters compete for a moment.

What's more, the strength of Yan Shisan and these people is not at the same level at all.

Four flashes of one sword.

Cao Bing was repulsed, maybe Yan Shisan cherished his talents, or maybe he was waiting for a poisonous opponent.

As for the other three, they were not so lucky, and were already lying on the ground like dead dogs.

These three people didn't even see Yan Thirteen's sword light clearly.

Although Yan Thirteen only produced one sword, Chu Mo had already appreciated the amazement of the Thirteen Swords.

Get a glimpse of the whole picture!

The Thirteen Swords of Death are worthy of the swordsmanship that interprets killing to the extreme.

A smile appeared on Chu Mo's face, he had been expecting an opponent for a long time, and today finally appeared.

He wanted to know that his Silent Annihilation Sword intent was even more domineering.

It was Yan Shisan's killing sword intent that was even better.

Cao Bing was cold at the moment, just because he saw that the three people who were still alive just now had died at his feet.

He raised his head and saw Yan Shisan standing far away under the ancient tree.

The sword of murder is in its sheath.

Cao Bing's pale face turned even paler: "You don't kill me?" ”

Yan Shisan didn't speak, but looked at Chu Mo.

Cao Bing saw that Yan Shisan didn't speak, the green tendons on his hands were bulging, the cold sweat on his forehead was like beans, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Am I not qualified to die by your sword?"

"Hehe, little one, you should be glad to be alive."

"You must know that no one has ever been able to survive under Yan Shisan's sword, today he made an exception, it can be seen that he doesn't want to kill you, go back and practice the sword well, and when you can see his sword light clearly, you will be qualified to stand in front of him."

Chu Mo shook his head, the young man was so stubborn and persistent.

Cao Bing's lips had been bitten, and he trembled with excitement.

After a long time, he left at the end of the curtain.

Twilight is darker.

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