"Oh?"

Chu Chen looked at Shen Honglie who was standing in front of him, but there was no fear on his face, and there was only that faint mockery in his eyes.

"Chu Chen, you killed my son!" A man had a hideous expression on his face, he was Shen Shaoming's father, and when he spoke, he also took out a whip casually, stared at Chu Chen and sneered and said: "My son died under this whip, and today, it should be for you to taste this whip!"

"Haha, this is really interesting!" Chu Chen's face showed a sarcastic smile: "Obviously, it was your Shen family who sucked Shen Shaoming to death, but now you are putting all the fault on me, your Shen family is really weird!"

While speaking, Chu Chen stood up, and his sarcastic gaze fell on Shen Honglie's body: "Today, when you get close to me, do you just want to see my attitude towards you, if my attitude towards you is a little more relaxed, revealing the intention of letting go of your Shen family, you will immediately turn against you and tell all Liu Mo's secrets?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Honglie's face couldn't help but change violently, he turned his head violently, looked at Liu Mo, and said with Ai Ai's mouth: "City Lord, this, this, it must be this kid who sows discord!"

"I didn't sow discord!" Chu Chen shrugged, he slowly stood up, and said in a very calm tone: "For me, sowing discord is completely unnecessary!"

As he spoke, he saw that Chu Chen's left hand had swelled, and it was even blacker, exuding a foul smell, like a rotten pig's trotter.

"you!"

Shen Shaoming's father suddenly let out a low roar from his mouth, and the whip in his hand slammed towards Chu Chen.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" The mocking expression on Chu Chen's face was even stronger, and with a wave of his left hand, in an instant, the pore of Chu Chen's left hand opened slightly, and then, the stinky black blood immediately spurted out from Chu Chen's palm.

This poison is indeed weird, not to mention a congenital monk, even if it is a monk who has reached the level of the true path, he will definitely die when he encounters this poison, but for Chu Chen, these poisons are nothing at all, with his subtle control of true qi, after realizing the poisoning, he is constantly exercising his skills to drive away the poison, and he forcibly suppresses the toxin on his left hand.

It's just that at this time, Chu Chen didn't have much strength to fight back, Liu Mo wanted to kill Chu Ze, but Chu Chen didn't have the ability to stop it.

This black blood collided with Shen Shaoming's father first, and in an instant, Shen Shaoming's father's whip had just been swung up, and the black blood had already knocked down his body, and in an instant, Shen Shaoming's father only felt as if he had been hit by someone with a hard punch, and before the whip was pulled out, the person had already flown upside down.

Wow!

Shen Shaoming's father's mouth immediately spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his body twitched a few times, and he immediately lost all his vitality, not only Shen Shaoming's father, but also Shen Honglie, these children of the Shen family who were close to Chu Chen, were killed by Chu Chen on the spot at the same time.

This poison can still be suppressed for the innate monk, but if it is not the congenital monk, it is really certain death, and if it is touched a little, it will immediately invade the heart and directly take people's lives.

Liu Mo's face couldn't help but change violently, this scene was something he never expected, Chu Chen actually forced the toxin out of his body.

"Liu Mo, you betrayed our Chu family and wanted to break through the realm of mana?" Chu Chen's gaze fell on Liu Mo's body, but his face showed a cold murderous intent: "However, you are simply dreaming!"

The Ice and Snow Sword in Liu Mo's hand was directly aimed at Chu Chen, but there was an indifferent expression on his face: "So what, I am already in the realm of the True Dao, you are just a mere innate strength, how can you be my opponent?"

"Not necessarily!"

As soon as Chu Chen grabbed his right hand, a purple flying sword immediately came out of his belt, and with a snort, it quickly became longer, and in the blink of an eye, it was a magic sword that flashed with purple light, and with a snort, the magic sword immediately went straight to Liu Mo and slashed away.

I saw the sound of the magic sword brush, tearing the air, like a lightning bolt breaking through the sky, and the gas flame on the sword body was a flame in the sky, and it shot towards Liu Mo at a gallop.

This sword Chu Chen called it the Purple Flame Sword, and the sword body was presented as a kind of purple, and it contained the flame of the Xuanhuo Mirror, so Chu Chen named it the Purple Flame Sword.

Brush!

Liu Mo's reaction speed was also extremely fast, his right hand quickly pinched a magic decision, and the ice and snow magic sword suddenly burst out with an icy aura, and the entire magic sword rolled up a large area of ice and snow, and slammed into the Ziyan sword.

Rumble!

One ice and one fire collided fiercely with the two magic swords, and in an instant, there was a loud bang, Liu Mo was shocked, and the whole person suddenly stepped back three or four steps one after another, and there was already a faint gap on the ice and snow magic sword.

"How is that possible?"

Liu Mo's face showed a shocked expression, he was one with the Ice and Snow Sword Man, and a little scar appeared on the sword body, and he immediately felt it.

Chu Chen's Purple Flame Sword is no longer a magic weapon, Ao Tian has already fused all the materials left by the Xuanhuo Mirror and Fang Huayu together, and its grade has reached the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon, if he waits until Chu Chen gets the Earth Fire Crystal, he can completely repair the Flame Formation in the Xuanhuo Mirror, and the power of this magic weapon can really reach the level of the best spiritual weapon.

Suffer death!

Chu Chen sneered, and drove the Ziyan Sword towards Liu Mo again, Liu Mo's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly waved the Ice and Snow Sword in his hand, swinging Chu Chen's Ziyan Sword.

He is not Chu Chen, and his spiritual power is not so strong, Chu Chen can easily control the Ziyan Sword to kill people, but Liu Mo cannot, although his spiritual power is strong, it is absolutely impossible to be as easy as Chu Chen.

Brush!

Splitting the Ziyan Sword, Liu Mo quickly killed Chu Chen with an arrow step, in just a short moment, Liu Mo had already made a decision in his heart, relying on the means of the imperial sword to kill Chu Chen is obviously not very reliable, he can only get close, with the strength gap between himself and Chu Chen, it is easy to kill Chu Chen.

Call!

Liu Mo quickly approached Chu Chen, and with a wave of the ice and snow magic sword in his hand, he immediately brought up a large area of ice and snow, ice and snow flying, and the biting cold wind almost completely froze people into ice sculptures.

"Die!" Liu Mo has full confidence in himself, Chu Chen is just an innate monk, without magic weapons, he is not his opponent at all, this guy is too young, only ten years old, and his combat experience is not enough at all.

As soon as this thought came out, Liu Mo suddenly felt that the temperature around him rose instantly, and the large area of ice and snow generated by the Ice and Snow Sword melted instantly, and then, he saw a ball of fire in front of him like a scorching sun, pressing towards him fiercely.

"Another magic sword? impossible, how could he control two magic swords at the same time?" Liu Mo's heart was swirling with thoughts, but the heat transmitted behind him reminded him all the time that Chu Chen was indeed controlling two magic swords in one breath.

While!

Liu Mo hurriedly raised the ice and snow magic sword in his hand to block the blazing fire, and at the same time, the whole person quickly retreated, and another sword fiercely blocked the other purple flame sword.

"How could his spiritual power be so strong?" Liu Mo was shocked in his heart.

Edgeworth killing is to integrate his spirit with the magic sword, the magic sword and the spirit of induction, with the spirit of the formation in the sword, naturally you can kill with the sword, if the spirit is scattered, there is no way to resist the sword.

However, Chu Chen is completely different, his spiritual power is too strong and he has subtle means, and it is easy to control the flying sword.

"Liu Mo, I'll tell you!" Chu Chen's voice became louder and louder: "You want to betray the Chu family, you want to break through the realm of mana, let me tell you, you are wishful thinking!"

As he spoke, Chu Chen's belt flew out of seven flying swords in an instant, these seven flying swords, flying in the air, tongues of fire swallowed, gusting winds, and the flames and winds condensed nine flame giant swords, and in an instant, the entire hall was like falling into a huge furnace.

"No, it's impossible!" Liu Mo stared, but there was a desperate sound in his mouth, if Chu Chen only had one flying sword, then he was still confident that he could kill it, if it was two, then even if he paid a certain price desperately, there was a fifty percent chance of killing Chu Chen.

But if it's nine?

Even if he was given ten lives, it would not be enough for Chu Chen to kill.

Brush!

Nine flying swords, instantly staggered in mid-air, in an instant, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the wind gusted, Liu Mo barely blocked the attack of the three flying swords, and then, a magic sword pierced Liu Mo's shoulder, and the strong force directly nailed Liu Mo to the wall.

Then the other flying swords continued to stab out, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Mo's whole person was presented as a big character, and the Ziyan Sword was directly nailed to the wall, Liu Mo's mouth let out a terrible wailing sound, and the scorching fire contained in the flying sword instantly roasted Liu Mo's limbs like charcoal.

"Young master spare his life, young master spare his life!" Liu Mo's mouth made a pleading voice, he was really afraid, the more he had, the more he was afraid of losing, at this time, he no longer dared to think about breaking through the realm of mana, he just looked forward to having a way to live.

With a move of Chu Chen's right hand, the Ziyan Sword fell into his hand with a thud: "Liu Mo, don't you want to break through the Mana Realm......?"

As he spoke, Chu Chen waved his right hand, and in an instant, Liu Mo's head rose to the sky, and blood spurted three feet high.

"Go to hell and go to your spring and autumn dreams!"