Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

"Then what are you going to do?" Du Zhou asked. He did not expect that Chen Mo would disobey him and establish a branch in Luofeng Town. Du Zhou was unwilling to do so before. It was because Luofeng Town was not worth the investment. Wind Town, the establishment of Tianbao Pavilion will definitely not lose.

A town, as long as it has enough aura, even the strong will come to station, not to mention that there is a large spirit gathering formation in Luofeng Town, and sooner or later it will go to glory.

But Du Zhou couldn't understand that Chen Mo's ability to build a spirit gathering array that surpassed the Tianbao Pavilion headquarters in Luofeng Town.

You know, the spirit gathering formation in Luofeng Town is by no means an ordinary array mage that can build. If the guess is good, Luofeng Town is likely to be the relics of a big man.

Otherwise, how could Chen Mo stay in Luofeng Town instead of developing outward.

Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.

This is by no means groundless.

When he thought of this, Du Zhou understood.

Chen Mo found the treasure of the peerless strong in Luofeng Town, his strength soared, he could defeat the sword with one stroke, and then recharged his energy to build an innate gossip gathering spirit formation in Luofeng Town.

If this is the case, then Chen Mo is too terrible.

Once a lot of people gain power, they will be despised.

Chen Mo is so young, able to be so calm, he will not die in the future, and there will surely be a day in his life.

"Old man, did you say that Wuque Dadao was the one you sent to kill me?" Chen Mo looked at Du Zhou's unpredictable face and said coldly: "In this case, you just asked me to let him out. I want to ask you. The one who killed me...why should I let go?"

Du Zhou was speechless when he said this.

On the side, Kuang Jiamin said, "Chen Mo, the elder didn't intend to do that. He came to Luofeng Town to observe your personality. Now you have passed smoothly, so he asked you to be the president of the Tianbao Pavilion branch."

"Really?" Chen Mo asked back, his voice was like a thorn, bitterly pierced into the hearts of Kuang Jiamin and Du Zhou, making their faces complex and changeable.

Before coming, Kuang Jiamin and Du Zhou had never expected that there would be a large gathering formation in Luofeng Town.

Otherwise, they would never offend Chen Mo.

But Chen Mo refused to give up, even Kuang Jiamin was speechless to Chen Mo.

"Bring out the knife Wuxia." Chen Mo ordered. Lu Bo followed the order and went to bring the knife Wuxia personally. After a while, Wuhua Dadao Wuxia, led by Lu Bo, came to Chen Mo.

At this moment, Knife Wuqian, mentally lax, with disheveled hair, and the scorching sun, for a moment, Knife Wuqian couldn't adapt to the shining of the sun, bowed his head and fell silent.

"There is no shortage of knives, your knives are broken, and you are a waste. Chen Mo will not keep you, and I am willing to give you a chance to survive."

Chen Mo took out the incomplete and broken knife from the storage ring and threw it on the ground casually.

Damn it!

The broad sword was heavy and fell in front of the sword's legs. The sharp face of the blade radiated a dazzling light under the scorching sun. His expression was shocked, and there were signs of movement across the sword's face.

Chen Mo: "Knife Wuwei, kill the person who instigated you, and I will let you go, Chen Mo."

Chen Mo's voice was not loud, but Dao Wuwei and Du Zhou heard it clearly, both of them had their eyes flashed, and their hearts were shuddering. Chen Mo's vicious means actually let them fight each other.

Without naming and surname, it is to kill the instigator without fail.

This sentence has profound meaning.

First of all, it is impossible for Du Zhou to stand up and point to Chen Mo, saying that Chen Mo was cruel.

Let the knife kill him...

After all, there are not many instigators who know the truth. If Du Zhou stepped forward to accuse Chen Mo, he wouldn't have to guess, his reputation would plummet and be cast aside.

But if Du Zhou didn't accuse Chen Mo, Wuwei had only two choices. One was to kill Du Zhou with a knife, and if he won, he would survive, and if he lost, Wuwei would die in Du Zhou's hands.

As for the second option, Dao Wuqian did not take the initiative to attack Du Zhou, but the consequences can be imagined, Dao Wuqian would die in Chen Mo's hands.

For an instant, the sword was in a dilemma.

He looked up at Chen Mo with difficulty, and spit out two words, "Devil."

"Thanks for Mizan." Chen Mo smiled modestly.

Dao Wuqian looked at him with hatred, lowered his head to pick up the big knife, and then raised his head to look at Du Zhou in the air, without speaking, exchanged countless messages in his eyes, expressing that Dao Wuqian died voluntarily.

Next moment!

With a flick of his wrist, Dao Wuqian held his head high, and his unyielding will rose up, opening his mouth to vent the rhetoric in his heart, "Today, I knifed Wuqian and cut it on my own. Eighteen years later, I am a good man again. The knife is destroyed, but I am knifeless. I am worthy of myself."

"Because of this death, my swordsmanship came from my heart."

When the sound fell, Dao Wuque grinned, his face opened, and the big knife in his hand went to life's neck.

The afterimage of the sword drew the momentum of the world. At this moment, countless people respected the sword in awe, defended the heart, and judged the master by himself. This kind of person is respectable and admirable.

Even Chen Mo couldn't help but admire him in secret.

Above the sky, Du Zhou's eyes flickered. For some reason, he felt a bad idea, as if he came to Luofeng Town and was played by Chen Mo in applause.

As the honorary elder of Tianbao Pavilion, Du Zhou couldn't even keep the people under his hands. If this matter spread out, who would be loyal to Du Zhou, and even make it a joke.

"No...Stop it." Du Zhou suddenly yelled, but he was still late.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and held the big knife in Wuque's hand tightly, with a serious look on his calm face, "From now on, Wuqian will be my left and right hand of Chen Mo. I no longer obey others. It is the price for me to save you. , Are you willing?"

The look was startled.

Immediately, Dao Wuquan knelt down on his knees, expressing respect for Chen Mo, "I am willing."

"reset."

The sword has a flawless head, holding the big sword, moving to the right, and walking into Chen Mo's camp.

That thin back, resolutely and resolutely.

Du Zhou condensed his gaze, and he was so angry that there was smoke from seven holes.

This Chen Mo, when his face digs the corner, also succeeded.

Does this put his face there?

But Du Zhou had nothing to say, he was unwilling to admit that the sword was intact. Although Du Zhou shouted at the end, he was still aloof and did not make any actual actions.

Otherwise, Dao Wuqian will not easily turn to Chen Mo's command.

After all, Du Zhou still loves face too much.

As everyone knows, face is not based on other people's charity, but like Chen Mo, through his own strength to win, rather than bending.

At this moment, countless people looked at Chen Mo, showing admiration.

The sword is perfect, Yuan Ying's later stage is definitely a strong one, but Chen Mo is charged with it.

But Du Zhou could only watch, Dao Wuque surrendered to the enemy and betrayed.

"Chen Mo, are you self-directing and acting?"

Du Zhou said: "I don't know him at all, and you sent him to play the role of Wuxia. The whole process will have to stop by yourself. I am worried that he will be worried about his life and want to save him. But I didn't expect him. It turned out to be your subordinate, which caused me to worry for nothing. You are really leisurely and elegant."

In the end, Du Zhou was like a little girl who overturned the jealousy, talking yin and yang strangely.

When Chen Mo heard this, he smiled and said, "It's really fragrant."