"That's right, it's true that you are more valuable alive than dead."

Yu Mo groaned and nodded slightly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became arrogant.

Some of the onlookers looked even more numb.

"But what does it matter to me whether it's worth it or not?"

"I'm just here to kill."

"What you said is something that only the Pavilion Master needs to consider."

"But unfortunately, he went into retreat."

Yu Mo smiled.

The middle-aged man's expression was a little stiff, and his eyes became cold: "You want to kill me?" ”

"Even if it is really according to the criminal law of Moge, I will not be guilty of death."

"Exile Sin City at best!"

The middle-aged man was a little incredulous, squinting his eyes slightly, with a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Oh."

Yu Mo nodded slightly, opened a backpack on the side of the wheelchair, and rummaged through it.

Eventually, take out a token.

There's only one word on it...

'Forgiveness'

"The one left by the ancestors, holding the token, killing people is not illegal."

"You kill, deserve to die."

"I am not guilty of murder."

Yu Mo smiled and threw the token back into his backpack.

"Doesn't it feel unfair?"

"If you want to explain..."

"It's just..."

"Your merits are not enough."

As the voice fell, a faint wisp of energy emanated from Yu Mo's body.

There was a little murder in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Just staring at Yu Mo tightly, the breath on his body exploded, a scimitar appeared, melted into himself, and the person rose into the air.

It's impossible to tell whether he is ready to make a move or run away in the next second.

"Below the four senses, but the body is healthy, in this troubled world, it can be called ants and cannon fodder."

"The four senses can melt the awakened matter into oneself, and the energy swims in the body, saying... Refined. ”

"Five senses, the energy is further deepened, stable, and with the awakening, the lethality expands dramatically, and develops itself to the limit, most people, all their lives, are trapped in this realm, which can be called... Cages. ”

"Six senses, perceive the power of heaven and earth, accept the elements of heaven and earth for their own use, can fly to the sky, can escape to the ground, can change the geology, can condense water out of thin air, the energy in the body is endless, this realm... Called extraordinary. ”

"Seven senses, merging themselves in the mountains and seas, where their own bodies are, is a heaven and earth. In this realm... Called mountains and rivers. ”

"Eight senses, the heart moves at will, the wind stops at will, Dapeng goes to rise with the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles, this realm... It can be called 90,000 miles. ”

"Nine Senses..."

"Forget it, you're not worthy."

Yu Mo shook his head with a smile and waved his hand gently.

Behind him, a blood-colored sword appeared out of thin air, floating above his head.

"But I'm different."

"I don't accept awakening things into my body."

"Don't enter this world."

"I am who I am."

"A sword is a sword."

"The first sword, Fuyao."

Yu Mo muttered softly, looked at Zhang Qing, who had fled into the distance, and hooked his fingers.

The complexion is still pale.

Sitting in a wheelchair, like an ordinary person.

The long sword behind him suddenly diverged.

A somewhat illusory, vague long sword broke through the air, but in an instant, it had already hit Zhang Qing's back.

Zhang Qing's expression was solemn, and his figure was stunned in mid-air.

The energy surged, blocking the long sword called Fuyao, and the speed of escape was a few points faster.

"The second sword..."

"Mountains and seas..."

Yu Mo whispered, and the long sword diverged again.

An emerald sword body, accompanied by a sword groan, also broke through the air.

Mountains and seas, Fuyao kept shuttling in the void, intercepting Zhang Qing's figure.

"The third sword..."

"Dragon's Groan..."

Another sword, like a dragon shadow, alternates with the mountains and seas, swinging and circling.

completely cut off Zhang Qing's escape route.

The sword aura is either elegant, sharp, or majestic.

Weave into a web of swords in mid-air.

Zhang Qing's expression was solemn, and he paused in the void, on the scimitar, the spar shone, and the golden light of the Dao Dao floated in himself, forming an energy cover.

Instead, there was the sound of a tiger's roar.

A phantom tiger came out of mid-air, confronting the three swords.

But even so, under the fierce sword aura, the tiger phantom had gradually become dim.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Zhang Qing fled again.

"The Fourth Sword..."

"Breeze."

This time, there was not even a shadow of the sword in sight, only a faint flash of blue light.

When he looked at it again, a sword mark had already appeared on Zhang Qing's chest.

The energy of the protective body shattered.

Wisps of blood continued to drip down the sky.

Zhang Qing was like a trapped beast, let out a low roar, and looked in the direction of Yu Mo in disbelief: "How is it possible!" Why do you have so many awakenings! ”

"I've seen many sword awakeners, but I've never been so aggressive!"

"Unless..."

Looking at Yu Mo in a wheelchair, Zhang Qing seemed to understand something: "Unless, your long sword can't enter the body, all powerful attacks, accompanied by it, will always have a weakness!" ”

"As long as Lao Tzu kills you, you can still live!"

As he spoke, Zhang Qing rushed towards Yumo desperately.

The energy shield resurfaced, blocking the attack of the long sword called 'Fresh Wind'.

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair like this, always smiling.

Calmly stared at him.

Seeing that Zhang Qing was getting closer and closer to him, even if he was already covered with injuries...

Soon, soon!

Zhang Qing became a little crazy, as long as he rushed in front of this cripple, he could easily kill him.

Escaped.

It's a big deal to hide in a different place, who can stand him?

It only takes three seconds, and after three seconds, his scimitar can cut through Yu Mo's neck.

"The Fifth Sword..."

"No shadow."

With Yu Mo's soft murmur, the Qingfeng Sword flashed away, and the energy shield shattered.

And at the mouth of his heart, there was a sudden sharp pain.

A piercing wound appeared out of thin air.

Infected with blood, a long sword could be faintly seen.

Under the inertia, he still fell in front of Yu Mo after all, and raised his head with great effort, but he couldn't swing the scimitar after all.

The pupils gradually dilate.

In the end, he hung his head weakly, knelt in front of Yu Mo's wheelchair, and completely lost his breath.

Wipe away a few drops of blood from your face.

Yu Mo pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

"Sword... Return. ”

With a whisper, several long swords in the void slashed through a graceful arc and converged towards Yu Mo, including Zhang Qingxin's mouth.

Eventually, the swords converged in mid-air.

The original handle was formed and dissipated out of thin air.

Zhang Qing's body fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing down the wound to the floor.

And Yu Mo looked at the middle-aged man of the guard division with a smile on his face.

"Actually... You can also try to escape. ”

"You have to fight for it."

"Maybe you can live?"

Looking at Yu Mo's smile, a chill suddenly rose in the middle-aged heart of the Security Division.

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