Fantasy: : Wangfu, The Goddess of Destiny, I Plundered The Opportunity

Chapter 10 Too much nonsense, kill it cleanly!

"Chu Mo!"

Seeing Chu Mo walk out of the yard, Zhao Hu suddenly shouted, "My young master is here, he has already entered the inner door, and now he is here to seek revenge on you, let's see how you die this time!"

There is joy in the words.

Chu Mo ignored it, and just looked at Zhao Feng, and there was a message from the other party in his eyes.

【Name】: Zhao Feng

[Realm]: Seventh Layer of True Spirit Realm

【Fate】: Unremarkable (white)

【Fate】: None

[Life Script]: (Supporting role in "Mortal Cultivation Biography")

...

The realm is quite high, reaching the seventh level of the true spiritual realm, but from the point of view of fate and fate, he is just an ordinary martial artist. Even if the realm is higher than Chu Mo, his actual ability should be mediocre. The way he created when he entered the real spiritual realm The base must also be extremely ordinary.

As for Chu Mo, although he is only at the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm, the Dao Foundation he has created is top notch. In addition, he has the Pure Yang Sword Art, which he has cultivated to the second level, so it is absolutely not a problem to defeat him.

Chu Mo is relieved.

"You are Chu Mo?"

Just when Chu Mo was looking at Zhao Feng, this person also looked at Chu Mo: "It looks good, it is a dignified appearance! But it's a pity... but it has provoked people who shouldn't be provoked!"

"I'm an inner disciple. Since you've been a student for more than ten years, you should know the gap between you and me!"

"As long as you abandon your cultivation and kneel down and beg for mercy, I can let you live!"

There was a proud look on his face.

"If you want to fight, fight, why are you talking nonsense!"

Chu Mo said quietly.

heard.

Zhao Feng immediately changed color.

He originally thought of good intentions and let Chu Mo live, but he never thought that this person would be so ignorant.

"You don't eat or drink for a toast. If that's the case, then see you on the stage of life and death!"

Life and death platform.

It is a place in the Holy Land to resolve the grievances of the disciples.

In the early days of the Holy Land, the gates of the Holy Land were strict, and private death battles between disciples were forbidden.

If there is grievances, they will board the stage of life and death together to decide the winner and loser. No matter what the final result is, after the battle, the grievances between the two sides will be cleared up, and the winner may even get the entire net worth of the loser.

As soon as Zhao Feng said this, Chu Mo also nodded: "That's what it means!"

He has already made up his mind to kill this person and completely end all future troubles. Now that he sees the other party taking the initiative to mention signing the life and death stage, it is exactly what he wants.

The two went to the platform of life and death.

At this time, someone was already fighting on the stage. After they signed up, they were waiting to appear.

Soon.

The last round of fighting among the disciples had already decided the winner, and it was Chu Mo and Zhao Feng's turn.

There were many disciples in the Holy Land in the beginning, and people could be seen fighting almost every day at the platform of life and death, so when the two of them took the stage, it didn't cause much of a stir, just a few disciples watching the fun.

"Once the battle of death begins, it can only be stopped if it is divided between life and death!"

"No matter what the result is, the winner can gain all the wealth of the loser, and at the same time clear the grievances... Can you hear it clearly?"

On the stage, a referee read out the rules.

The two nodded.

"If that's the case... let's get started!"

The voice fell.

Suddenly a bell rang.

This means that the death battle officially begins!

on stage.

Zhao Feng stood with his sword in hand: "Begging for mercy now, you only need to abolish your cultivation base, and you can still spare your life, if not..."

"You talk too much!"

Chu Mo interrupted what he was about to say and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and shoot!"

This attitude made Zhao Feng furious.

"It's stubborn, it's no wonder others want to die!"

Say it.

He shot directly and brazenly, only to see his figure flashing, his palms turned into claws, and he grabbed towards Chu Mo.

He is at the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm, and his strength is very strong.

Although Chu Mo is also in the real spiritual realm, Zhao Feng thinks that it is only worthy of breaking through the realm. With his claw, he will definitely be able to capture it.

only.

Just when he was about to catch Chu Mo.

Clang!

Suddenly.

The sound of drawing a sword out of its sheath suddenly sounded, and immediately a cold light came, wrapped in a sharp edge, and stabbed towards Zhao Feng.

The speed was so fast that Zhao Feng felt his scalp tingling.

I didn't have time to think about it, I hurriedly dodged, but after all, I still couldn't dodge completely.

The arm was stabbed, and blood burst out.

"court death!"

Zhao Feng's face turned grim after receiving such Shanghai.

The previous sword was as fast as lightning. If he hadn't evaded quickly in a hurry, this sword would have chopped off his head.

Thinking that his dignified seventh-level true spirit warrior was actually injured in front of a warrior who had just entered the true spiritual realm, and even almost died, how could he not be shocked and angry?

Although his left arm was injured, resulting in a slight decrease in strength, he was still a true spirit warrior after all!

At this moment, with anger, his whole body was full of vitality, like a volcanic eruption, wrapped in a majestic force, and grabbed towards Chu Mo.

"Pity!"

Chu Mo thought to himself.

I thought that this sword could take advantage of the opponent to underestimate the enemy and kill him directly.

But the warriors of the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm are not easy ones after all, and they subconsciously avoided and avoided this fatal blow.

but……

That's all.

Although Zhao Feng is at the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm, the Dao Foundation he has created is not very good. After a short contact, Chu Mo knew that this person's true strength was not as good as him.

thought here.

He did not retain his strength, but directly encouraged his vitality, and at the same time, he displayed the Pure Yang Sword Art.

The sword is like a dragon, with a terrifying edge, like a horse, swept away.

clang!

When the swords and palms met, Zhao Feng staggered and stepped back again and again.

Chu Mo, on the other hand, remained motionless.

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Feng was shocked and could hardly believe it: "How could you have broken my Claw!"

He couldn't believe what he saw and exclaimed.

Chu Mo ignored it.

Only the Pure Yang Sword Art was used more and more fiercely by him, and the cold light roared out one after another, bursting out like a reversed Tianhe!

In the face of such an offensive, Zhao Feng has no resistance at all, and can only continue to resist.

finally.

After a dozen strokes.

Chu Mo seized an opportunity and stabbed Zhao Feng's body with a sword, causing the opponent to stumble, and then the sword light flashed and landed on his neck.

Pfft!

Accompanied by a dull sound, a head flew flying, carrying blood like a note.

The body fell to the ground, and there was no movement.

"call……"

After beheading Zhao Feng, Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

This was his first time fighting with a true spirit realm warrior. He thought it would be difficult, but it turned out to be so simple, which made him a little surprised.

But if you think about it carefully, you will understand.

Innate pure yang bone!

Daoji not only determines the future growth limit of a warrior, but also determines the strength of a warrior!

A warrior who casts a superior Taoist foundation will be stronger than a warrior who creates an ordinary Taoist foundation under the same realm.

Because the quality of vitality and even the details of the physical body will be different!

Chu Mo used the congenital pure yang bone to cast the top Dao foundation, which is more pure than ordinary warriors' vitality, and the Dao foundation is also more vigorous. In addition, the gap between Zhao Feng and Zhao Feng is not big.

That's why he was killed so easily!

"In this way, an ordinary seventh-layer true spirit realm warrior will be powerless in front of me!"

"And the eighth-level and even the ninth-level warriors of the True Spirit Realm can also fight!"

"But this is only for ordinary warriors. If you meet some senior True Spirit Realm warriors, or geniuses, you will be a little underwhelmed!"

Chu Mo thought to himself.

"The death fight is over, Chu Mo wins!"

At this time, the referee announced the result.

And accompanied by a sound.

Chu Mo came back to his senses, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

In a life-and-death battle, the winner gets all the wealth of the loser.

Zhao Feng is now dead, which means that he will soon get all the savings of the other party.

"It's time to harvest!"*