Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 361 Exit

"You are the Ye Mo that the mission hall ordered to get rid of?" One of the four people glanced at Ye Mo, and then said, not paying attention to Ye Mo.

These disciples are all leaders selected from various forces, so they are naturally proud and arrogant. Even though Ye Mo has been in the limelight recently, it is only limited to those ordinary disciples.

Compared to those genius disciples, most of them wanted to meet Ye Mo for a while.

Ye Mo also squinted his eyes slightly, originally he just wanted to meet them, and inquire about the situation by the way, did he meet Gu Li or Su Xiaoyu and the others.

But at this moment, seeing the light in the eyes of the four people, Ye Mo's heart turned cold, feeling that the four people wanted to drive him out.

Thinking of this, there is no nonsense, Wufengjian pointed at the four people, and said coldly: "Expel me, and you can receive a reward from the mission hall. Don't you want to try it?"

The leader laughed loudly, looked up to the sky and said, "If that's the case, let's give it a try and see if you, a disciple of Xiaoyao Peak who has caused an uproar among inner disciples recently, have the capital to make Mission Hall so difficult!"

"I won't let you down, which one of you will come first?" Ye Mo raised a smile, even though these four are the leaders of all major forces.

But compared to the really terrifying little inner disciples, they can only be regarded as having slightly better aptitude. These four are all in the Nine Realms, especially because the rules say that they cannot join forces, so he actually doesn't have much pressure.

"Xing Sang, you go first!"

A slightly burly young man took a step forward, his palms gleamed, and a pair of pitch-black sledgehammers suddenly appeared. There was a faint black light on the hammer body, and it drooped naturally in his hands, obviously very heavy.

Ye Mo couldn't help showing a smile. This Xing Sang turned out to be a master of pure strength. If so, he might as well fight with him. It seems that he hasn't fought like this for a long time.

"Boy, I can beat you flat with one blow of a hammer. Do you want to admit defeat and get out, or do you want me to take action?" Xing Sang yelled at Ye Mo with a rough voice.

Ye Mo smiled faintly: "How much does your pair of hammers weigh?"

Xing Sang said proudly: "Each one weighs two thousand catties, and this pair of Taishan hammers weighs four thousand catties. Your swords are not ordinary long swords. I think they can last a few times, but they still can't!"

Ye Mo curled his lips in disdain and said, "My epee without a front weighs [-] jin. Compared with your broken hammer, it is much lighter!"

Xing Sang was originally a disciple who became famous for his strength. Now, according to what Ye Mo said, he is far superior to himself in strength. However, the long sword in his hand looks heavy, but it is only five or six hundred catties at most. The material is good, and it is not surprising that it reaches a thousand catties, but if it is said to be one hundred thousand catties, he does not believe it in his heart.

"Stop talking big, do you dare to compare your strength with me? None of us are allowed to use our true energy, and we only fight with the strength of our bodies. If you can take my hammer, I will automatically withdraw immediately, and I will never trouble you !" Xing Sang said to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo thought in his heart that it was interesting, this straightforward man's character is quite cute, he nodded immediately and said: "So, I can satisfy your wish, but the rules need to be changed, if you can catch my sword of pure strength, I will Exit, how?"

"Are you looking at me for not going up? How dare you say such contemptuous words?" Xing Sang blushed, he didn't like arguing, seeing Ye Mo belittle himself at this moment, he was naturally furious.

Ye Mo laughed loudly: "You think you are stronger than me, so you want me to give you a hammer, but to me, my strength is far greater than yours. To say such a thing is just to take your words It’s all about giving back the original number, how come I don’t like you again?”

Xing Sang thought that what the other party said made some sense, and nodded immediately: "Okay, since you think that your strength exceeds me, then I will take a step back and take your sword! However, I also have one condition, if you can I repel it, even if you win!"

Ye Mo smiled, but the people next to him shouted impatiently: "Xing Sang, what are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up and settle the battle?"

Xing Sang nodded and stepped steadily. At the same time, the two hammers were raised above the head at the same time, setting up the defense in a cross shape, and then said to Ye Mo: "Come on!"

Ye Mo restrained his breath, and slowly raised the Wufeng epee, without a single slash, he just gently placed the Wufeng sword between Xing Sang's double hammers.

The eyes of several people all fell on Ye Mo. They thought before that Ye Mo saw Xing Sang's straightforwardness and simple mind, and used this to force Xing Sang to give up the initiative.

If it is the first attacker, with the weight of the weapon itself, it will definitely have a big advantage, but this Ye Mo, after Xing Sang gave up the initiative with words, he did not take advantage of him.

Instead, he lightly placed the so-called Wufeng sword weighing one hundred thousand catties on the two Taishan hammers.

"What are you doing? Are you looking down on me?" Xing Sang couldn't feel the power from Taishan Hammer, and immediately asked Ye Mo angrily.

Ye Mo smiled and said: "Don't worry, I just don't want to take advantage of you. Since I want to win, I will win your heart and soul. Now, I want to withdraw my power, are you ready?"

As soon as the words fell, the hand holding the Wufeng sword loosened slightly, and all the strength of [-] jin was released immediately. Xing Sang was born with supernatural power, but when he heard Ye Mo's words, he subconsciously tightened his hand holding the hammer.

However, the moment Ye Mo let go, he felt a mountain crushing him, Taishan Hammer let out a mournful sound, his arms trembled slightly, and he almost let go.

"Get up!" Xing Sang's eyes were round, and he roared, his face was flushed, the veins on his arms were twitching violently, and all his muscles were knotted under the force of the movement, which looked shocking.

With all his strength, he finally stabilized the sinking of his arms.

Drops of sweat oozed from his forehead, and finally he lifted the frontless epee inch by inch, and moved it upwards.

Ye Mo couldn't help but glanced at him with great interest, and said slightly: "The strength is really good, you are the second person I have ever seen who can pick up my no-edge sword purely by relying on physical strength!"

Xing Sang couldn't say a word at the moment. Although he stabilized the Wufeng epee, the strength of [-] catties allowed him to withstand the huge pressure.

The whole body couldn't help but began to tremble, and the legs trembled like chaff.

Everyone was stunned, and they naturally understood Xing Sang's strength, relying on this natural supernatural power, his combat power was doubled out of thin air, making him very difficult to deal with.

From the moment he entered the Shenxiao Gate, no one could match Xing Sang's strength purely from the physical point of view.

But the weak-looking young man in front of him actually crushed Xing Sang only by relying on his physical strength, and it seemed that he hadn't exerted much force yet.

Xing Sang's eyes also fell on Ye Mo at this moment, he finally believed what the other party told him before, this sword probably weighs more than [-] catties.

His eyes finally landed on Ye Mo's arm, and he was shocked to find that his arm was just resting on the Wufeng epee casually, and he didn't use half of his strength.

In other words, the power that enveloped him at this moment was all the power of the sword itself.

Xing Sang felt self-deprecating, if the other party added physical strength, he might be directly nailed to the ground immediately.

Immediately resisting the pressure, he said, "I lost!"

Ye Mo retracted the Wufeng epee and looked at Xing Sang with a smile.

Xing Sang sighed heavily, the arm holding Taishan Hammer was still trembling, shook his head and said: "I am not your opponent, just admit defeat, I am willing to quit!"

Ye Mo narrowed his eyes slightly: "I respect you as a man, but you belong to the enemy camp at the moment, so I can only say sorry, if there is a chance to go out, we can drink together!"

"Really?" Xing Sang, who was originally lost, looked at Ye Mo and said.

Ye Mo nodded.

Xing Sang laughed loudly: "Then it's settled, if you have a chance, come to the Law Enforcement Hall to find me, I am a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, haha, so, Xing Sang admits defeat, please take the elders to escort you away!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a faint wave around him, and then the figure disappeared in front of everyone.

"Next, which one of you will go first?" Ye Mo turned around, his eyes fell on the three people below him.

(End of this chapter)