Whitewashing system starting from Doupa

Chapter 159 "Inventory of the Common Enemies of the Emperor Shrouding the Sky in Those Years"

The next day, early morning.

A burst of noise suddenly sounded, breaking the peace of the small mountain village.

Chu Mo took the two brothers and sister to the entrance of the village and found that a large group of villagers had gathered here.

Moreover, they are all strong and strong men, together they are equivalent to more than half of the strength of the entire mountain village.

However, facing the several figures standing in front of the village entrance, they all showed nervous expressions, their aura was suppressed to death, and they insisted on not retreating only with the belief of protecting their families.

The leader of those figures has a rather delicate face and a slender figure. He carries a large black ruler on his back. Although he is dressed as a bandit, he unexpectedly has a free and easy temperament.

That's right, I'm talking about Xiao Yan!

Chu Mo didn't bother to bother, and directly followed Xiao Yan's template, and not only this time, he would do the same in similar situations in the future, for convenience.

As for the great emperors of different periods in the Shading World, will there be any bad results if they have a common enemy...

Anyway, Chu Mo planned to slap his ass and run away after the fight broke the plot, and Xiao Yan would not come to the world of Shrouding the Sky, so what effect would it have?
Well, it shouldn't be... right?

The other people, also dressed as rogues, but with vicious auras and ordinary looks, were printed from the same mold as a group of rogues who disappeared thousands of miles away, making one wonder what happened.

Now, they are looking for a place to tie their horses—their mounts are all dragon-scaled horses, with shiny green scales, tall and long, shaped like horses, and can travel four to five thousand miles a day—they don’t pay attention to the villagers at all.

"Master, who are they?"

Seeing this scene for the first time, Ye Zhetian couldn't help panicking, and asked Chu Mo quickly.

Their small mountain village is remote, poor and dilapidated. Under normal circumstances, this would not be the case.

"It looks like they should be rogues, but what are they doing in your village?"

Chu Mo frowned, with a 'pensive' expression on his face.

"Let's just wait and see what happens."

Ye Zhetian nodded, and pulled his younger sister to protect him.

At the entrance of the village, the old village head with white beard and white hair was trying to negotiate. After all, these people are not easy to mess with at first sight, so if you can persuade them to leave, hurry up and persuade them to leave.

Unexpectedly, the leader laughed when he heard it, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and said coldly:
"All killed!"

As soon as the words were finished, his subordinates all drew out the big knives behind their backs and slashed at the villagers without leaving any room, and they would kill them if they struck.

The villagers have also cultivated to some extent, and their strength is much stronger than ordinary people, but Qiqi was shocked and showed fear when they saw this battle.

Without him, it's all because these people's strength surpasses them too much, with a knife and a knife, they are as fast as the wind, and they are in front of them in the blink of an eye.

At this point, they couldn't even react, let alone resist.

"You stop me!"

With a voice full of anger, Ye Zhetian couldn't help but rushed up.

Over the past few days, relying on continuous foundation building, although the sea of ​​suffering has not yet been opened up, the magic of the ancient holy body has begun to be revealed in his body.

The most obvious thing is that with this monstrous divine power, with one punch, a rogue in the realm of life spring will fly backwards, with broken bones and tendons, and vomiting blood.

Those villagers' attacks that seemed to kill him with a single knife fell on him, but they could only slow him down a little, leaving behind knife marks that looked scary but were actually not deep at all.

In this way, Ye Zhetian was like a savage bull, displaying the combat experience gained from hunting and fighting wild beasts these days, while protecting his vitals, he slammed heavily at the rogues.

Not long after, a group of seriously injured rogues lay on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

"There are two brushes."

The leader was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect such a 'strong man' to exist in this small mountain village.

"Although they are just some trash I caught while on the road, they are still my dogs after all!"

Speaking of this, the face of the leader suddenly sank, he used his palm as a blade, and slashed towards Ye Zhetian as fast as a gust of wind.

Hell, this person's strength is not at the same level as those just now!

Ye Zhetian groaned secretly in his heart, only feeling cold all over his body for a moment.

Just as he was about to retreat, the palm blade almost reached his neck, and he couldn't dodge it at all!
Do you want to bet on whether your neck is as hard as the opponent's hand?

At the time of life and death, a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Ye Zhetian's mind.

He didn't want to bet. Just by feeling the opponent's palm, many places on his neck began to be faintly scratched and bleeding. Now if he tried this move, he would be half disabled even if he didn't die.

But he also had to gamble, because the opponent's speed was too fast, he couldn't dodge at all!
Is my life going to end like this?

A marquee suddenly appeared in front of Ye Zhetian's eyes. The sister who couldn't let go, the master who was so kind to him, and the opponent whose arm was grabbed by the master...

Eh?Is there something strange mixed in here?

Ye Zhetian rubbed his eyes to make sure that he read correctly.

It turned out that it was the master who controlled the opponent at a critical moment and saved himself!

"I thought I was invincible with my strength, but I didn't expect someone in a small mountain village to stop me. With such strength, who are you?"

The leader didn't withdraw his hand in a hurry, but instead looked at Chu Mo with a look of surprise, his eyes gleaming with meaning.

"Before asking others, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

Chu Mo let go of his hand, and instead of looking at each other, there was also an incomprehensible light in his eyes.

At this moment, he will perform a live performance of what is called a fucking essence!
"I'm the one who was being rude. Let me introduce myself first, and then... Hun Yan, the current patriarch of the hidden clan of the Soul Clan."

"Jiejiao's second-generation disciple, Chu Mo!"

In the eyes of the villagers who don't know the truth, this is what the two of them look like at this moment.

Chu Mo, carrying a strange bronze coffin on his back, although his face was pale, without a trace of blood, but his whole body was covered with a sword intent, which seemed to be able to kill immortals and gods.

Soul flames, black robes and black hair, carrying a large black ruler, and red flames appearing on the surface of the body, making the surrounding temperature continue to rise, which is extremely bluffing.

The two faced each other tit-for-tat, and their aura kept rising, but neither could suppress the other.

"Master is actually so powerful."

Ye Zhetian was very surprised and couldn't help murmuring.

These days, Chu Mo has been refusing to show them his strength on the grounds of recuperating his injuries. His impression of Chu Mo is still the same as when he first met, when Chu Mo appeared from the illusory gate.

Although I know that he is very powerful, but I lack the actual feeling.

"Master, master, come on!"

Ye Qingxian hid behind her brother, with only half of her face exposed, staring at the two people at the entrance of the village with a pair of black gem-like eyes, and said in a sweet voice.

"Why would a strong man like you come to a small village like this?"

Chu Mo questioned the purpose of Hunyan, probably because of the 'injury', he couldn't help coughing a few times just after asking, the deterrent effect was greatly reduced.

(End of this chapter)