Chapter 6 The Chaoyuan Warriors are Hard to Stop the Chaoyuan

In front of the broken temple is a big and small forest, Chen Mo out of the broken temple, he plunged into the forest over there, after all, he has no cultivation, if it is in a flat place, the Taoist priest takes a few steps out of thin air, it is able to catch up with himself, in this forest, you can also rely on those dense trees as a cover, maybe you can really get rid of the Taoist priest.

It's just that after a while, Chen Mo also knew that he was thinking too much, and he was just a mortal fetus without cultivation, if he could run past a Taoist priest with a true qi!

Looking at this, Chen Mo had a lot of sweat on his face, his heart was so dangerous, and he still had palpitations! Then he looked up, and sure enough, it was not far from him, about eight or nine steps away, according to his cultivation, I was afraid that he would be able to come to him in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, why didn't the little doll run away?" the Taoist priest waved the dust, put it on his right shoulder, and spoke, his face full of mockery, "If you are interested, you will hand over the book of heaven, maybe the poor road can still send a good heart and leave you a life, if you are obsessed, hum! The poor road gives you time, and you will escape!"

Chen Mo heard this, and his heart was also on fire, looking at the appearance of that person, it should be a cultivation who had just entered the Chaoyuan realm, if his cultivation was still there, where would he be afraid of him, this time it was really a down-and-out phoenix who was not as good as a chicken. Thinking so in his heart, a wry smile flashed on his face, and he said: "Being able to get this book of heaven is also my fate, where is the reason to be easy to be with people?"

"It seems that your little doll is really dying!" The Taoist priest snorted coldly, and then his feet moved slightly, and the dust was raised, waving towards Chen Mo. The dust seems to be gentle, but with the blessing of the Taoist priest's true qi, wrapped in the wind, the ones are like steel needles, if they are touched by it, they are afraid that they will have to retreat a layer of skin if they are not dead! The dust was in vain, but the wind that was wrapped in it slammed on the ground beside Chen Mo, raising countless dust!

It seems that he has already calculated the action of this layer, that is, at the moment when Chen Mo dodged the dust, the Taoist priest waved his sleeve, and his left hand was raised into a palm, and it was fiercely printed towards Chen Mo! Chen Mo didn't have the slightest cultivation in order to avoid the dust that looked like steel needles, and he jumped up out of thin air, and there was no place to borrow strength in the air, even when he saw the fleshy palm waved by the Taoist priest, he couldn't dodge, that's it, he could only watch the fleshy palm imprinted on his chest, only to feel a huge force coming, in an instant, the huge force spread from his chest to the entire body, Chen Mo's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, under this palm, he was shot out of a long distance and fell to the ground fiercely.

The Taoist priest succeeded in his move, and he never pursued, after all, in his eyes, this Chen Mo was just a mortal martial artist, under his full palm, where was there still a reason to live, just wait for the dust and smoke over there to settle, and then he would find the heavenly book on the corpse of the martial artist. It's just that when I was thinking like this, there were some movements in the dust and smoke over there, and when the dust and smoke cleared, I saw that the martial artist struggled to get up, although he looked a little embarrassed, but obviously he didn't hurt his life!

Chen Mo must be very uncomfortable in his heart, this is the first time he has been injured so seriously since he was a child, and there is still a disciple of the Chaoyuan Realm in this body, such a palm can also be stopped. It's just that at the corners of his mouth, those blood are also gushing out, and he can't cover it, so he doesn't pay attention to it anymore, and lets these blood flow down the corners of his mouth to his chest, but his eyes are staring at the Taoist priest tightly, and he is also thinking about how to get out of this time! Even Chen Mo himself didn't notice that the blood that flowed to Chen Mo's chest disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it was sucked away by something.

"Your little doll is also a little strange, if it was an ordinary martial artist, if he was slapped by such a poor road, he would have already returned to the world, which is like you, looking a little embarrassed, but still alive. The Taoist priest frowned, and there was some appreciation in his words, but he never gave Chen Mo the skill to speak, the Taoist priest changed his words, and then said, "Even so, the poor Dao will take your life, after all, there has never been a thing in the world that escaped from my Hehuan Men Sang Xing!" The voice fell, and that Sang Xing's footsteps moved lightly, but this time he never used the dust, the long sword was out of the sheath, and the blade was cold, and it was also a rare sword. The long sword went straight to Chen Mo's throat, seeing this, Chen Mo did not hesitate for half a minute, and also unsheathed the sword in his hand, but he did not stab forward, and it was in front of him, it was also this little bit of effort, the Sangxing sword had already arrived in front of him, and he was about to hurt Chen Mo, but he was blocked by the sword in Chen Mo's hand, and the sword body was against the tip of the sword, and he couldn't move forward half an inch.

The swordsmanship has always been clear, Chen Mo blocked the move, and naturally did not admit to let Na Sang Xing make a move, his body retreated half a step, and he made a sword flower in his hand, swinging the sword of Na Sang Xing, and then, the long sword in his hand was like a long snake, and attacked Na Sang Xing's chest. After all, with the cultivation of Chaoyuan Realm, it is invincible in the moves in his hand, and he has a body of true qi, if it is an ordinary martial artist, the sword swings open, the middle door opens, this time he must eat Chen Mo's sword, but this Sang Xing, relying on his own strong true qi, blessed on the sword in his hand, forcibly took back the long sword to block the sword of Chen Mo.

But that Chen Mo seemed to know in advance, the sword that stabbed at Sang Xing suddenly changed its move, turned the thorn into a cut, and followed the direction of the long sword in Sang Xing's hand, and slashed a hole on Sang Xing's left arm, dripping with blood!

Feeling the heat on his left arm, Na Sang Xing was even more annoyed in his heart, and he didn't retreat, but took a step forward, picked up the left arm on that hand, formed his left hand into a palm, and slammed it towards Chen Mo's chest.

Chen Mo struck a blow, and wanted to retreat, but that Sang Xing was like this, Chen Mo had time there, and let the fleshy palm imprint on his chest, but it was strange, but he didn't feel the huge force before, could it be that this Sang Xing couldn't keep his hand. When Chen Mo thought so, he suddenly felt a warmth in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a burst of dazzling golden light coming out of his arms, blocking Na Sangxing's left palm, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get close to half an inch!

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The down-and-out phoenix, the Chaoyuan warriors are difficult to stop the Chaoyuan!