Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

The arrow shot into the shield, and with a crisp sound, the golden shield instantly shattered, turning into flue gas and dissipating.

The shield shattered and the person was revealed!

Xu Yonghe's shocked face was revealed, and he seemed to be at a loss of what to do.

In this regard, Chu Mo showed no mercy at all as the arrow shot towards his opponent's chest.

In but an instant, Xu Yonghe would definitely be injured.

"Rumble!"

A loud clap of thunder resounded as the space in front of Xu Yonghe suddenly shattered. Threads of rain danced chaotically as dirt flew wildly in the air, covering the sky and covering the earth!

Chu Mo's eyes were covered, he could not see the Arrows!

The thunder gradually died down, and the wet mud fell to the ground.

There was no other reason. The rocket had not hit him!

Because someone had appeared in front of him, and was holding onto the Arrows formed from the fire spiritual force with both fingers!

It was an old woman!

"Kid, what a ruthless move!"

The old lady stared at Chu Mo coldly, and with a slight use of strength in her fingers, she crushed the powerful rocket into smoke, causing it to dissipate into the air.

Seeing that, Chu Mo's eyes became serious, and he slowly kept the Nirvana phoenix bow.

The old lady laughed, and said: "A wise man knows his place, Kid knows how to judge the situation, and knows that just that bow is not my opponent."

However, Chu Mo's next action made the old lady's smile freeze on his face.

Chu Mo extended his right hand to the back of his head, removing the Dragoncry Sword behind him, and then pointing at the old lady, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

The old granny sneered: "Kid is really overestimating himself!"

Chu Mo did not continue her sentence. Instead, he looked at Xu Yonghe and said, "I thought you were really alone!"

"That means you're too naive!"

Xu Yonghe's smile was as cold as ice as he said to the old woman, "Linnaeus, kill this Kid!"

Just before, Chu Mo's rocket attack had caused Xu Yonghe to feel true fear. If not for the timely appearance of Linnaeus, he would have been seriously injured. The arrogant Xu Yonghe found it hard to accept that he had been defeated by Chu Mo again and again. Negative emotions even surfaced in his heart, which might even affect his future prospects in the Martial Dao if he did not eliminate them.

And the best way to remove the Inner Demon was to kill Chu Mo.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Linnaeus nodded and flew out.

True flight!

The old woman's legs rose from the ground, and she actually moved with hollow control.

"air control!?"

Chu Mo turned pale with fright. Stepping onto the meteor step, he immediately turned into numerous afterimages, flashing across the battlefield like a meteor, dodging the Linnaeus's attack just in time.

Holding the Dragoncry Sword in his hand, Chu Mo's wrist suddenly shook, as he swept up the sword and said. A dragon's roar followed, as though the True Dragon was born, resonating in all directions.

At the same time, the fire spiritual force from within Chu Mo's body whizzed out, congealed, and instantly turned into a illusory dragon shadow.

Dragoncry Sword Arts, Ultimate!

This was Chu Mo's strongest strike!

Facing the old granny from air control, Chu Mo did not hold back any longer and mercilessly slashed with his sword.

"A piece of cake!"

The corner of Linnaeus's mouth curled into a cold smile, as she casually slapped her palm, instantly producing a 10 foot long palm image that ruthlessly smashed onto the illusory dragon image in the air.

"Roar!"

The dragon phantom roared, its roar shaking the heavens!

Dragons were originally the most noble creatures with limitless power.

However, what Chu Mo activated was not the True Dragon, but only the dragon image condensed from the fire spiritual force. In just a moment, it was scattered by the Linnaeus's palm wind.

"Puff …"

A big mouthful of blood spurted out, Chu Mo was flung backwards by the powerful impact, his face instantly turned pale white, he smashed into the rain, causing splashes.

"Cough …" "Cough …"

Chu Mo slowly stood up and coughed out a mouthful of blood. His entire body was drenched in mud and his hair was in a mess.

However, he did not give up, and the longsword pointed forward, staring straight at Linnaeus.

Looking at Chu Mo who was in the arena, Ning Xingyu, who was on a tree not far away, said: "phalanx, it's your turn to take action!"

phalanx asked: "Are you sure?"

Ning Xingyu was startled, he felt that the old man had asked a useless question!

The reason he called the phalanx here was to save Chu Mo, he was extremely certain!

phalanx obviously knew what Ning Xingyu meant, and reminded him: "Young Master, if you get that longsword, your strength will at least increase by several times."

Ning Xingyu was startled for a moment, and then looked at the Dragoncry Sword in Chu Mo's hands, and shook his head to throw the ridiculous thought out of his mind, and said: "phalanx, Chu Mo is my Friends, and furthermore, without that sword, I, Ning Xingyu, am not inferior to anyone!"

"Good, very good!"

The old man laughed, and he was very pleased, thinking to himself, Young Master is still that Young Master!

However, the old man did not attack immediately. Instead, he frowned slightly and said in surprise: "It seems like Chu Mo this kid still has a hidden trump card!"

"Huh?"

Hearing that, Ning Xingyu looked towards the arena in disbelief, wanting to see how Chu Mo, who was already near the end of the world, was going to reverse the situation.

In the arena, Chu Mo's sea of consciousness suddenly moved, and the spiritual force whistled out, condensing into two longsword s, with lightning speed, they slashed towards Linnaeus.

The Linnaeus slowly walked forward as the powerful spiritual force transformed into a large hand. She had actually directly captured and brought over Chu Mo's two spiritual force s.

However, Chu Mo was able to see that when Linnaeus's big hand of the spiritual force was crushing the longsword, it had also become somewhat illusionary, obviously showing that it was also injured.

Of course, this kind of injury, to the Linnaeus, was not even worth mentioning!

The old lady took one step at a time, slowly approaching Chu Mo. The big hand of the spiritual force in the air was like a fan that covered the sky, shattering the void, and descended straight down, enveloping Chu Mo.