Xuanhuan: I can check the script of life!

Even those strong men were all moved.

Their strengths are all in the transcendent realm, and many of them have even stepped into the holy realm, so their vision is naturally higher than that of ordinary arrogance.

Compared with Chu Mo's last sword strike, Tianjiao and ordinary warriors could only see the power, but they saw more things.

"This is the sword-drawing stage of the Taichu Dao Sutra!"

"It also contains a different artistic conception of swordsmanship!"

"It's similar to drawing a sword, but it's a little different!"

"It is rumored that Chu Mo once enlightened in Jiejian Pavilion, the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, drew the sword energy in it, and attracted the ancestor of Tianjian, the son of Absolute Beginning, to be born, and accepted him as a successor to teach the true meaning of sword. Could it be that this is the inheritance of the ancestor of Tianjian?"

"More importantly, his sword intent attainment is also extremely high, according to my guess, it has reached at least [-]%!"

"It's so scary!"

"At such an age, it is terrifying to advance the sword intent to [-]%."

"This level of swordsmanship strength is really terrifying, and this level of swordsmanship talent is really incredible!"

The strong men of the older generation talked about it.

They fixed their eyes on the ring, the young man dressed in white with a dignified demeanor, his eyes were full of emotion and amazement.

Although it has been a long time since Chu Mo beheaded Ling Xiao.

But the shock in their hearts not only did not weaken at all, but became more intense as time went by.

No wonder they were so shocked.

It is true that these strong men have lived for at least hundreds of thousands of years, and at most even thousands of years. In their long careers, they have never seen such a stunning and brilliant swordsman like Chu Mo.

How old is this?

In a short period of time, [-]% of the sword intent has been comprehended, and the modified Taichu Dao Slashing Sutra has advanced to the stage of drawing the sword.

these two things.

Even if they, the powerhouses who have transcended the world, can do anything, it is enough to run the world with it.

But now it appeared on a young man who was less than twenty years old at the same time.

This is beyond imagination!

"If you give him time, even if it's only a hundred years, this kid's growth will reach a level that we can't even hold a candle to!"

The Great Sacred Realm expert in a certain holy place was silent for a long time, muttering to himself.

And with this sentence fell.

Many strong people present nodded in agreement.

It started with Chu Mo's shocking sword.

No matter who will win the first place in this fight of various swords, and no matter who will show extraordinary talent next, Chu Mo's performance has left a deep impression on countless people present.

And this impression will be indisputably imprinted in their hearts forever.

I can't forget it for a long time.

"This kid's strength is already beyond my imagination!"

In Tianhai Sacred Pavilion, the young Daozi is no longer the calm and breezy at the moment.

Instead, a very serious expression appeared on his face.

At the beginning.

Even if he learned that Chu Mo suppressed the Mo Clan Tianjiao, he only paid more attention to Chu Mo and regarded him as a real opponent.

But at this time, after witnessing that brilliant divine power with his own eyes, the sword energy rushed to the bullfighting sword.

Only then did he understand.

Chu Mo's true strength has already surpassed his imagination, and has reached the point where it is difficult for him to compete.

Not to mention the horror in the hearts of the audience.

At this moment, Chu Mo was standing on the ring, his eyes scanned the surroundings indifferently, wherever he looked, no matter how arrogant he was, he unconsciously lowered his head or turned his eyes away, not daring to meet him.

obviously.

His strength has completely shocked countless people present, and no one dared to challenge him.

Time flows slowly.

Tianjiao in the audience still had no one on stage.

The entire sword fight fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

This made countless warriors watching from the outside stunned.

"This... after such a long time, no one has come to the stage yet?"

"How did you get on stage? The quasi-holy son of Chu Mo is so terrifying, who can be his opponent? Going on stage now, the result can only be a disastrous defeat!"

"That's true!"

"It's just a pity. Originally, I thought that this fight of swords among the sects would see the talents of all sides show their demeanor. Who expected it to end with such a result in the end."

"It's not surprising, after all, the quasi-holy son of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning is truly terrifying in strength!"

"It seems that after this sword fight is over, he will dominate the world alone. No matter how amazing and talented these arrogances are, they will be shrouded in his brilliance!"

"I can count as witnessing history!"

Everyone was discussing in low voices, the words were both regretful and shocking.

It is a pity that we will never see Tianjiao fight again.

The shock was naturally because Chu Mo swept the audience by himself, overwhelming the entire Dao Domain Tianjiao to bow his head.

On the stage.

The Great Sage Beihan, who presided over this sword fight, saw no challenge for a long time, and couldn't help but said: "According to the rules, if no one challenges, the people on the stage can choose their opponents, and those who are selected will either go on stage to fight, Either declare defeat... the talents of all parties have made their decisions?"

As soon as the words came out.

Many Tianjiao couldn't help but look at each other.

Go on stage and fight Chu Mo.

They dare not.

But if I admit defeat... I feel a little unwilling.

"Is this how Chu Mo won the first place?"

"One person lives in the arena, but the heavenly prides of all parties dare not appear on the stage... When the sword fighting of the sects is over and this matter is publicized, Chu Mo will become the number one heavenly pride, and we will also be reduced to his stepping stones. Really unwilling!"

"Otherwise, so what? Do you still dare to go up and compete with him?"

"How can his strength be so terrifying, it's simply beyond imagination!"

"If several people join forces, we may be able to compete with Chu Mo, but based on our personal strength alone, no one is an opponent!"

"Yes!"

"But it's just a fantasy after all, and as a proud man, my pride doesn't allow me to do this!"

"Forget it, if you are selected by Chu Mo, you should admit defeat honestly!"

Many Tianjiao whispered to each other, showing helplessness on their faces.

They are not reconciled.

But the facts were in front of them, Chu Mo's sharpness was too terrifying, they couldn't help but bow their heads.

They had no choice but to force themselves to make a choice and say the word surrender with difficulty.

On the stage.

Chu Mo looked at each warrior with fear or unwillingness to admit defeat, and for a while lost the idea of ​​challenging them one by one.

"Forget it, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, you can come to the stage together later!"

His voice was clear and he spoke.

The voice of this sentence is not loud.

But in the ears of all the Tianjiao in the audience, it exploded like a thunder on the ground.

What did they hear?

Chu Mo actually intends to let everyone go on stage together?

He actually wants to challenge all the arrogance by himself? !

"Insanity!"

"I admit that Chu Mo's strength is strong, but he speaks such wild words, it simply doesn't take us seriously!"

"The strength of one person is indeed powerful, and such a shocking sword is indeed terrifying, but with his realm, how many times can he use it?"

"Even if he runs out of energy, blood and energy, he can't defeat all of us!"

Many Tianjiao were furious, and only felt that Chu Mo's words were extremely arrogant.

after all.

They are all the top arrogance of all forces.

In his own family and sect, he is invincible, even compared to other Tianjiao, he is invincible.

But Chu Mo said that all of them should be on stage, which made them furious.

"Since he said so, let's go together and teach him a lesson!"

"Not bad!"

"At first I was thinking of admitting defeat, but I really feel reconciled to belittle me so much!"

"I don't believe how many times he can use that terrifying sword energy!"

All the arrogances had cold eyes and spoke one after another.

Subsequently.

They actually flew out of the queue one after another and came to the arena, full of fighting spirit and blood rising to the sky.

among these people.

Or because of anger in his heart, he wanted to teach Chu Mo a lesson.

Or maybe there are other little calculations - if everyone really works together to defeat Chu Mo, doesn't that mean that they also have the opportunity to compete for the first place in the sword fight?

With different ideas in mind, everyone shot together.

a time.

I saw many divine lights flying, infinite Dao rhymes intertwined, mighty energy and blood erupting like a volcano, terrifying supernatural powers bursting like stars, and they all used their strongest methods to kill Chu Mo.

Hundreds of top talent from all sides made their moves with anger.

Many supernatural powers are unrivaled, and there are even magic soldiers flying, whose power is enough to suppress even the void, as if a sky spans down.

Even if it is life and death or even Nirvana powerhouse, it is estimated that they will not dare to contend with it, otherwise they will be submerged in countless magical powers and magic weapons.

however.

Chu Mo didn't show any fear, but his eyes lit up with a fighting spirit.

He said those words before, so he was naturally not arrogant.

But have enough self-confidence!

Although he could not use the shocking sword energy when he suppressed Ling Xiao many times in a short period of time.

But to deal with these arrogance...

The physical body alone is enough!

Rumble!

Think about it here.

Chu Mo's blood rose completely, turning into a blazing column of air and rushing into the sky, tearing apart countless clouds of smoke.