And at this moment, Chu Mo felt an extremely sharp cold light sting from behind him, as if a sharp sword was coming through the sky.

His ears suddenly moved subconsciously, and when he turned back to his head, he saw a little starlight flickering, and the dragon-like lightning flew through the darkness, stabbing straight into Chu Mo's heart.

This sword was amazing, and Chu Mo had to admit in his heart that this sword almost made him fall into a Jedi.

At this critical moment, Chu Mo's keel shook, the tail vertebrae trembled, and the flippers grabbed the ground, and then with a force, he rose from the ground, turned over, and narrowly avoided the killing sword.

This action was made almost instantaneously, the sword light cut through his clothes, cutting off his cold hair, and if he was 0.1 seconds short, he would probably be pierced.

Chu Mo didn't have to think about it to know who the person who drew his sword and attacked him was not, not who Lin Tingfeng was? .

"You dare to draw your sword and sneak attack? You're dying! ”

Chu Mo's eyes were cold and terrifying, as if they were the wind and frost of winter, staring at Lin Tingfeng fiercely, killing intent surging in his heart, he had always been the most taboo about being attacked from behind and hurting people with secret arrows.

From the moment of the sneak attack, Lin Tingfeng was already a dead man.

"What kind of fierce man is this, he looks quite young, and his attack is so terrifying, he actually killed his life with one punch..."

"Hmph, you know a fart, the person who was killed was Zhao Guangrong, the president of the Nanyang Guoshu Association, the great grandmaster who hugged Dan and sat on his hips!"

"This kind of grandmaster can't go through a few rounds in the hands of this person, so how terrifying must this young man be?"

As Chu Mo killed Zhao Guangrong, the master of national arts, a storm suddenly set off, and the audience was in an uproar.

......

And Chu Mo, as the main master, has already taken over the sword of victory over evil thrown by Ba Liming, since Lin Tingfeng does not want to attack with a sword shamelessly, then he will kill him with a sword, and use color to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Lin Tingfeng, let's make a move, I want to see if the legendary Wudang Nine Palace Sect's "Turtle and Snake Sword Technique" is good at hurting people with hidden arrows and sneak attacks, don't keep your hands, you only have one chance! ”

In terms of swordsmanship, Lin Tingfeng is conceited to be the best in the world, no one can compare to him, otherwise he would not challenge Tang Zichen.

Now Chu Mo, a kid who hasn't grown any hair, actually took a broken sword and was ashamed and wantonly humiliated in front of him, despising him, as a Hongmen boss, how could he easily let Chu Mo go.

"Hmph, then I'll see what qualifications you have so that I can only use one sword!"

Lin Tingfeng laughed angrily, snorted coldly and pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Lin Tingfeng grasped the sword in his hand with the Yang grasp method, the tip of the sword was oblique, showing a 45-degree angle obliquely, and the strength of his whole body could be attached to the sword at any time, and he stabbed with the sword in the air to send out a thunderous blow.

Before Lin Tingfeng's words fell, his body was like a king cobra bowing his back, and a sword stabbed out like lightning.

The sword light flashed, and then the sword groan sounded like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and a hissing sounded in everyone's ears.

This sword is as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, shaped like an old ape, a forward leap, the tip of the sword pierced through the air, and stabbed Chu Mo's throat at a speed as fast as lightning.

The immortal makes the sword like a dragon!

Obviously, Lin Tingfeng's swordsmanship has reached the realm of "the unity of man and dragon, do whatever he wants", and he can be called an immortal in the sword.

Chu Mo didn't move in place, his face didn't change, and he didn't move at all, but he was on guard at the moment, his spirit and spirit merged into one, condensed into a point, and the focus of his eyes was only the sword in Lin Tingfeng's hand.

Although Lin Tingfeng's realm of national art has not reached the realm of a strong grandmaster, his swordsmanship is one of the best, and although Chu Mo's killing intent is boiling, he will not despise it carelessly.

The people around them all stretched their necks at this time, and their eyes stared at Lin Tingfeng's long sword without blinking, waiting for him to pierce Chu Mo's throat and see that bright red blood.

Outside the court, Wang Chao and Ba Liming watched quietly, always believing that Lin Tingfeng was not Chu Mo's opponent.

Chu Mo's eyes seemed to be able to see that the sword in Lin Tingfeng's hand seemed to have slowed down, and he could vaguely see the trajectory of the sword.

"Sonorous!"

Just when the cold qi of Lin Tingfeng's sword was pressing into Chu Mo's throat, everyone only saw a cold light flash, like a dazzling golden sun rising, and everyone was stabbed and closed their eyes in an instant.

At this critical moment, the Victory Evil Sword in Chu Mo's hand came out of its sheath, and the long sword let out a dragon groan, like a brilliant sun, descending with death and destruction.

This sword comes like lightning, thunder roars, goes like a breeze, and the wind is calm!

This is the performance of the cultivation of swordsmanship to the extreme, a sword out of the sheath, the wind and clouds suddenly change, the black curtain covers the sky, a sword returns to the sheath, the wind is calm, and there are no clouds.

When everyone opened their eyes again, Chu Mo had already put his sword back into its sheath and walked towards Ba Liming.

"Phew!"

At this time, Lin Tingfeng's long sword was broken in two from the blade position, and half of it fell to the ground, which was the second time that Lin Tingfeng had broken his sword;

It's a pity that he doesn't have a chance to change again, and he doesn't need to use a sword anymore.

No one knew how that sword came out of its sheath, let alone how it killed Lin Tingfeng first.

Only a few people in the field who saw Mo's sword drawing technique clearly saw Chu Mo's sword.

It was a stunning sword, a sword that represented death and destruction;

The sword is out of the dead, not the sword is dead!

There was a blood line on Lin Tingfeng's neck, Chu Mo's sword was extremely sharp, Lin Tingfeng almost didn't feel pain, and his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness;

Lin Tingfeng paid the price for his ignorance!

For sword cultivation, the sword is life, the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead.

Obviously, Lin Tingfeng's kendo has not yet reached this level.

The best fate for a swordsman is to die at the hands of another swordsman.

Lin Tingfeng's sword broke and died, and he finally died at the hands of another swordsman, which can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

"Laoba, what's going on?"

Liao Junhua was very angry when he received Wu Wenhui's call just now, and he dropped the phone in anger.

"This dog thing is unruly, and he actually attacked with a secret sword when my apprentice was competing with that Zhao Guangrong, and was killed by my apprentice!"

Ba Liming glared at the dead Lin Tingfeng angrily, and his tone was very unkind.

“……”

Liao Junhua didn't know what to say when he heard it, after all, this Lin Tingfeng, as a master of chemical strength, made a sneak attack, if Chu Mo couldn't react, it was likely that Chu Mo would fall to the ground now.

It is not a bright thing to sneak attack when others are competing, and it is deserved to be killed, and no one can say anything.

"Lao Ba, this Lin Tingfeng is not an ordinary person, he is the patriarch of the European Hongmen, he was killed, and the Hongmen will definitely not give up.

Moreover, Lin Tingfeng was invited by Wu Wenhui to represent the Sixth Army this time, and now that he has been killed, Wu Wenhui will definitely not let him go easily..."

"Hmph, what European Hongmen, if you dare to come to us for trouble, Lao Tzu will fire him!"

Ba Liming is the lord who is not afraid of heaven and earth, not to mention the unheard of forces like the European Hongmen, even if the head of state comes, he dares to say so.

really pushed him into a hurry, and he rolled up his sleeves to do it with you.

"Chu Mo, I will immediately escort the three of you out of the country through the relationship, I can't stay in China now, Wang Chao has also been exposed, Wu Wenhui will definitely not give up..."

Seeing that Ba Liming was a brainless master, it didn't make sense, and Liao Junhua didn't waste words with him, but looked at Chu Mo beside him and persuaded them to leave.

"Old man, let's go abroad to Southeast Asia, it is Wang Chao's home field, I just have something to find Tang Zichen, and this Wu Wenhui is indeed a dog skin plaster, and I can't get rid of it..."

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