845: C845 flustered escape

C845 flustered escape

But was it really impossible to resist?

No!

Just as the sword of War God was about to slash onto Mo Bingyan's body, at the moment when countless people of Black Sword Villa were worrying about Mo Bingyan.

Mo Bingyan stood to the side, his long spear bringing with it the corpse of the War God, he thrusted out.

Puchi ?

Before the longsword of War God could strike Mo Bingyan, its body had already been pierced by Mo Bingyan's spear.

This speed was so fast that many cultivators below Martial Emperor could not see it clearly at all.

Only those above Martial Emperor would be able to see Mo Bingyan's terrifying speed.

The two great War God s were pierced by Mo Bingyan's two spears and were lifted up.

Mo Bingyan casually threw the spear away, the spear piercing through the two great War God s, and with a swoosh, it arrived in front of Zhou Junjie, Ma Xiaojiu, Pengpeng and the rest.

Pengpeng was frightened to the point that a buttock sat on the ground and cried out miserably.

Pengpeng was really scared to the point of peeing!

He had never really held Mo Bingyan in high regard.

Now, Mo Bingyan had killed Five Top Martial Ancestors with a single shot, followed by two other great War God s. Right now, a single strand of her War God was enough to kill him.

Mo Bingyan landed right in front of Chen Mo, and said smilingly: "Mo, from today onwards, with Bing Yan here, whoever you want will die!"

Chen Mo smiled and nodded.

No matter how Mo Bingyan changed, her heart was still with him, and that was good.

God had once told him that any Chaos level physique, in the end, was most likely his enemy.

He had always remembered this point and was very afraid.

For example, for people like, it didn't matter if they became his enemy or not, they would be fine if they fought and killed each other.

People like Mo Bingyan and Mei Er were all women that he loved deeply. If they became his enemies, he really did not know how to handle them.

Ma Xiaojiu and the rest, without even thinking, all of them reacted and prepared to escape quickly.

"Halt!"

Just as they activated their movement skills, Mo Bingyan called out.

Zhou Junjie and the others, a few hundred people stopped, and occasionally forty to fifty people continued to flee, hoping for a fluke.

"Those who escape will die!"

Mo Bingyan said a single word coldly. With a casual wave of her hand, dozens of wind blades flew out.

No matter how fast the escaping cultivators were, they were caught by the wind blades. Even if dozens of them were in different directions, they were all split in half by the wind blades in an instant and died on the spot.

Ma Xiaojiu's body began to tremble.

She really wanted to take revenge on Chen Mo, but when she found out who Chen Mo was, she couldn't help but get scared!

Zhou Junjie frowned, his heart equally apprehensive.

He had the divine sword, and the artifact spirit of the divine sword had the fighting strength of War God, but he was also not confident enough to kill Mo Bingyan.

He was more cautious than anyone else.

In a situation where he wasn't absolutely sure, he would've tried to protect himself at the first possible moment. As for the rest, put them aside.

Pengpeng sat on the ground paralyzed, trembling like a dog. He was so scared that he continued to piss.

Mo Bingyan looked at Ma Xiaojiu and the others, and said: "Mo, who do you want to die?"

Ma Xiaojiu, Zhou Junjie and the others' faces darkened once again, becoming extremely ugly to behold, like a pig waist.

If Chen Mo really wanted them to die, then how would they respond if Mo Bingyan took action?

Chen Mo laughed, held Mo Bingyan's hand and walked in front of Ma Xiaojiu, Zhou Junjie and the rest.

Zhou Junjie almost couldn't resist killing Chen Mo.

But he gritted his teeth and forced himself not to do it.

He still wasn't strong enough to truly control the divine sword.

Only when he was able to truly control the divine sword would he have enough confidence.

Chen Mo came to Ma Xiaojiu's front and said slowly: "Ma Xiaojiu, I will let you go today, but remember, if you dare to find trouble with me again, I will kill you without mercy!"

"Thank you!"

Ma Xiaojiu cupped his fists, and expressed his thanks. His hands could not help but tremble slightly.

Pow!

Chen Mo suddenly made a move. With a slap, Ma Xiaojiu fell to the ground with blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.

"Scram!"

Chen Mo slowly said.

Ma Xiaojiu didn't say a word as he crawled back up and flew away in an instant.

Chen Mo arrived in front of Zhou Junjie and his eyes focused slightly.

Zhou Junjie immediately knew that Chen Mo wanted to kill him and immediately made a move.

"Kill him!"

Sure enough, Chen Mo immediately said to Mo Bingyan.

Mo Bingyan smashed her palm towards Zhou Junjie.

Zhou Junjie's body erupted with a ray of blood red light, and before Mo Bingyan could strike him, the blood red light had completely enveloped Zhou Junjie's entire body.

Bang

Bang! With a loud noise, the beam of light wrapped around Zhou Junjie and flew out.

However, after being blown away, the red light brought Zhou Junjie flying with an extremely fast speed. After flying a short distance, it instantly disappeared.

Mo Bingyan looked at Chen Mo and said: "Mo, I'm sorry. I didn't think that he would be able to teleport with the protection of the artifact spirit. It won't be easy to catch up to him!"0

"However, that artifact spirit, has already lost one life by blocking that palm for him. If we lose another two lives, that artifact spirit spirit body will completely collapse and disappear!"

Mo Bingyan was blaming herself a little.

But she knew that he had the protection of the artifact spirit.

Otherwise, even if Zhou Junjie had profound strength, being struck by her palm would have undoubtedly caused his death!

"It's fine, maybe Zhou Junjie that brat hasn't died yet, it's fine to kill him in the future."

Chen Mo smiled and said.

Mo Bingyan nodded and did not continue.

Chen Mo came in front of Wu Yifan.

Wu Yifan immediately knelt in front of Chen Mo and said: "Sir, please spare my life. In the future, I will never go against Sir!"

"Leave the storage bag behind, get lost!"

Chen Mo slowly said.

Towards this tall and skinny Wu Yifan, he did not have any deep grudges or hatred.

"Thank you!"

Wu Yifan promised as he left all his Storage Ring behind and quickly kowtowed before leaving.

Chen Mo looked at Pengpeng, who was already kneeling properly with both hands holding his own Storage Ring, kowtowing and kowtowing to him. He did not say a single word, his entire body was trembling.

"Raise your head!"

When Chen Mo took away the Pengpeng's storage bag, the Pengpeng raised his head and Chen Mo suddenly slapped the back of his head, causing the Pengpeng to lie on the ground again.

The force of the slap was too strong, Pengpeng's shxt was sent flying out from the slap. It was blocked by his clothes and his body reeked of a disgusting stench.

Chen Mo stepped onto Pengpeng's face, causing him to scream miserably as he begged for mercy.

Pui!

Chen Mo spat on Pengpeng's face, and said: "Bastard, you are not worthy to be labor. Scram, if you dare to find trouble with me again, labor will make you suffer till you die!"

"Thank you, thank you daddy!"

Pengpeng cried as he called out for his father. He didn't dare to resist at all.

"Get lost, you don't even have the qualifications to be a dog!"

Chen Mo kicked Pengpeng on the head, causing him to scream miserably as he flew out, looking even more miserable than a dog.

Chen Mo looked at the other cultivators and said: "Leave behind all your storage bag and scram. Next time, if I see you do something bad, you will all die without a doubt!"

One by one, the cultivators did as he said and flew off.

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