Disaster Strikes

"Senior Brother Li!"

"Senior Brother Li!!"

All these changes happened too fast. Lan Bao, Zhang Cuicui, and Zhao Min'er ran over immediately. Li Mushun ignored his injuries and tried to look up at Chen Mo who was constantly approaching. ඏ♦  ♦♦

Zhao Min'er said angrily: "What did you do!"

"Don't worry, he won't die. I have already held back."

Chen Mo came to Li Mushun and looked at Li Mushun who was shrouded in pain, shame, and anger. After showing disappointment, he sighed softly.

"So the disciples of the South Sea Sword Sect have only this much strength? With your sword intent at the level of sword light and sword skills at the level of sword style, you can't survive for more than a month in the north where monsters are rampant. It seems that it was a wrong choice for me to come here. The South Sea Sword Sect only intends to train some trash to deal with ordinary monsters in the Golden Continent. Poor guy."

His words were like needles, piercing Li Mushun's heart fiercely.

Thinking of his previous complacency, Li Mushun suddenly felt ashamed.

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to stand up, but the characteristics of the swordsman profession are high attack, low defense and low health. At this moment, he was crippled by Chen Mo and could not hold on.

The competition between swordsmen of the same level is often a matter of a millimeter difference.

But because of the characteristics of the swordsman profession, high attack, low defense and low health, swordsmen have more chances to defeat high-level swordsmen after joining forces.

"Who are you?"

Li Mushun roared, "I don't believe you are just an ordinary swordsman in the Golden Continent."

Because of the extraordinary relationship between the Golden Essence World and the Sword Tomb World, almost all the swordsmen here practice the Holy Sword Dao, which is the back garden of the peerless sword god in some ways.

As he struggled and shouted, his injuries were obviously aggravated, and even the golden wound powder could not stop the bleeding. Zhang Cuicui and Zhao Min'er hurried to stop him.

"What are you doing!" Seeing Chen Mo grabbing her arm and stopping her from bandaging Li Mushun, Zhao Min'er screamed, "Let go!" Chen Mo sneered, "I saved you because of your identity as a disciple of the Nanhai Sword Sect. I rescued you from those disgusting cockroach monsters, hoping to join the Nanhai Sword Sect through you. Now it seems that the Nanhai Sword Sect is no longer worthy of my joining. According to the rules of the north, since I saved you, you are mine." "You are so presumptuous!" Lan Bao scolded, "Shameless, let her go. If you dare to touch someone from my Nanhai Sword Sect, you must get through me first!" After that. He drew his sword and slashed at Chen Mo. However, because his right hand was holding the E Lai Sword and Zhao Min'er's arm, Chen Mo stood still without moving. After avoiding Lan Bao's three moves in a row, with a sword energy from the index and middle fingers of Chen Mo's left hand, Lan Bao was caught off guard and the sword slipped out of his hand and stuck on the stone slab more than ten meters away. Lan Bao's face changed drastically, and he was kicked away by Chen Mo.

After a muffled groan, he quickly crawled towards his sword.

Zhang Cuicui on the side shouted and stabbed Chen Mo with the sword in hand. After Chen Mo easily dodged it, he actually released three sword qi in a row with his bare hands and easily repelled it.

Turning his head and noticing Lan Bao who was about to take back the sword, Chen Mo sneered, and still sent out a sword qi from the index and middle fingers of his left hand, but different from the previous different sword qi, this sword qi was like a giant sword that fell from the sky and landed between Lan Bao and the sword that he had taken out of his hand.

With a bang.

The breath of the ancient evil spread, and the bluestone tiles on the ground were instantly shattered, forming a crack more than ten meters long that spread out. As the sword light gradually dissipated, Lan Bao, who was trembling all over, stood motionless, and a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down his forehead.

Although he was only a few meters away from the sword at this moment, because of the previous ancient evil sword force, he felt as if he was a hundred miles away.

"Sword force."

Zhao Min'er, whose arm was grabbed by Chen Mo, murmured in horror.

Zhang Cuicui, who was on the side, wanted to continue attacking, but was stopped by the seriously injured Li Mushun: "Don't!"

As Zhang Cuicui stopped, Chen Mo glanced at her coldly. Zhang Cuicui actually felt that she was in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and the blood in her body was coagulated. Then Chen Mo forcibly dragged Zhao Min'er to the end of the street.

"Why don't you draw your sword!!"

"You don't deserve it."

Lan Bao roared: "Who are you!!"

Chen Mo paused slightly.

"You can call me a traveler. I plan to stay in Jinyang for a while. During this period, Zhao Min'er will be my personal property. I am not a cruel person and will not harm her life. You can send someone to me at any time to fight for her and ask the sect to send more powerful disciples. Otherwise, if the monsters invade in large numbers, I will not stay here for long."

"Wait a minute!"

Li Mushun gritted his teeth and said, "How should we find you?"

"Send a reward, and I will show up according to your reward."

Chen Mo continued to walk towards the darkness.

"I came here this time just to see a real sword master. If you don't follow the rules and find some seniors from the sect, don't blame me for not following the rules. At that time, I will not be able to ensure her life safety."

"Damn..."

Until Chen Mo completely disappeared in the darkness, Lan Bao knelt down and cried involuntarily, pounding the floor continuously, angry at his own incompetence.

Zhang Cuicui came to Li Mushun, her eyes full of fear, and said tremblingly: "He has realized the true meaning of the sword, right?"

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other side.

"Let me go, let me go!!"

Zhao Min'er said hysterically: "What are you going to do!"

Chen Mo took her to a cave, smiled coldly, and approached her.

Zhao Min'er, who had been shouting angrily all the way, saw this, and her eyes gradually turned into fear. As Chen Mo's right hand touched the frenulum on her chest, she suddenly screamed, backed away desperately, and leaned against the stone wall to hold on tightly. He held his chest, looking weak, helpless, and pitiful.

"don't want."

"snort!"

After Chen Mo had teased enough, he said calmly: "Now that you don't have the sword, it's best to stay by my side honestly and wait for your fellow disciples, brothers and sisters to come and save you."

"you……"

Zhao Min'er was not a dull person, she reacted quickly.

"You took me away so that the sect could send masters. You want to see the real masters of Nanhai Sword Sect!"

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't refute, Zhao Min'er became more convinced of her guess.

She regained her composure and mocked: "We are just the inner disciples of the Sihai Hall, the lowest level among the inner disciples of the Nanhai Sword Sect. I admit that you do have some potential, but there are countless geniuses in the Nanhai Sword Sect. Even if We are both secret swordsmen, but their abilities are very different. You are just sitting in a well watching the sky. I advise you to let me go as soon as possible before things get serious!"

Chen Mo chuckled.

He looked at Zhao Min'er and said, "Are you afraid that your status in the sect is insignificant and they will give up on you?"

Seeing that Zhao Min'er didn't speak, Chen Mo gradually stopped laughing.

"Don't worry, I just want to make things bigger. The Nanhai Sword Sect may not care about you, but as you said, the Nanhai Sword Sect is full of geniuses. As long as I can continue to show enough potential, someone will definitely care about me. Whether it’s for the sake of face or the stubbornness in my heart, some outstanding disciples in the sect will definitely be attracted to me, which will attract the attention of those behind me.”

"You want to attract the attention of Nanhai Sword Sect with one person, you are wishful thinking!"

Although Zhao Min'er knew that this was a good thing for herself, she still couldn't help but mocked: "Don't think too highly of yourself."

"I never have."

Chen Mo responded calmly: "I know that I am insignificant in their eyes. Unfortunately, my abilities alone are too limited. I just hope to attract the attention of some inner disciples and true disciples, and then attract the attention of those behind them." It’s just a little attention. Only in this way can we bring a turn of events to this country that is about to be swallowed up by monsters and save the people of this country who are struggling to survive. Even if it is only a part, I will do my best.”

When Zhao Min'er heard this, her face was dull and she looked at Chen Mo in disbelief.

Chen Mo sighed, ignored her, and calmly went to the depths of the cave to raise a flame, with a lonely posture as if the whole world was drunk and I was alone.

This guy's performance is completely seamless and natural.

After a while.

Zhao Min'er seemed to have made some kind of decision, and she strode to Chen Mo's side.

"I'll stay with you!"

Chen Mo knew that this kind little girl was now completely controlled by him, and even if she was no longer imprisoned in the future, she would not escape.

With her presence, Chen Mo will be able to perform this trial mission with an almost perfect attitude.

Even if an accident occurs and the powerful men of the Nanhai Sword Sect are offended, there is no need to worry about safety issues. Zhao Min'er will take the initiative to excuse her. She has a sense of selflessness that "sir is involved in the situation", and maybe she will get some opportunities.