Murdering Heaven Edge

Looking at Chu Mo's understated expression, looking at the casual face of these injured people, Tu Yong only sighed in his heart, such a young man, definitely worthy of the title of young giant. He can't even describe the ink with the four words that are awesome. Because it is no longer suitable. Chu Mo definitely has the qualification to sit on the same level as his quasi-supreme level. Even in the depths of his heart, Tu Yong has a feeling: I am afraid that it will not take long before he or she will be lost in the face of this youth.

"Chu Daoyou." Tu Yong once again changed his name for Chu Mo, and he said: "Thank you!"

Chu Mo also said: "The elders are polite, this is also my fault."

People respect me a foot, I respect a man. This is the style of Chu Mo.

"Chu Daoyou said that I can kill the Taoist friends. Who can claim the elders in front of Chu Daoyou?" Tu Yong smiled bitterly.

Chu Mo smiled and said: "Which is so exaggerated, Tu Chang is a senior..."

"Chu Daoyou can say nothing, and then I will be self-confident. Chu Daoyou is the grandson of great men. If it is about the generations, I am afraid that now the whole heaven, there are not many people who can beat the Taoist friends. So called One channel friend, or I take advantage of it." Tu Yong said humble.

These injured ancient swordsmen monks, each face each other, they do not understand why the wind suddenly changed. Why did the elders become so polite to this young man suddenly?

Tu Yong naturally would not explain anything to them, and then with Chu Mo, personally arranged Chu Mo in the most advanced rooms of the ancient swords. Then he told the kitchen to make a fine table.

Tu Yong did not call other people, only he and Chu Mo. Because of some things, it is really inconvenient to listen to others.

The apostles of the ancient swords elders turned out to be the blood slaves of the Mozu. If they were passed out, it would be shocking! Too horrible! Even within the ancient swords, I am afraid it is difficult to accept this fact.

"Daoyou, if... I mean if, my inferior, really refused to listen, he wants to leave, what should I do?" Tu Yong frowns with a glass of wine. In fact, how can he drink alcohol now? After seeing the magical power of Chu Mo, almost all the hopes were pinned on this young giant.

"I can't say anything to you about the nonsense of the righteousness, the people are not sages, and those who can really achieve the righteousness and annihilation are hard to find. Most of them are forced." Chu Mo smiled and said: "So this thing If he refuses to look back, it is indeed a little troublesome. It depends on the elders of Tu Tu, and they are reluctant to give up."

"Hmmm?" Tu Yong slightly raised his eyebrows. He heard a word in Chu Mo's words. In the first half, he said that few people could do the righteousness, but the latter half asked him if he was willing to give up. This is obviously not for him to be degraded. He looked at Chu Mo and said with sincerity: "I want to hear it."

"This is the case. I always feel that even if the Mozu has planted a magical species in the body and become a blood slave, it may not be completely unsolvable. It is just that we have no means of being so brilliant." Chu Mo said.

"Daoyou really knows the Devil very deeply." Tu Yong sighed and said: "Yeah, I always feel that this should be able to be lifted. Perhaps, only the supreme kind of real worldly power, Only in this world, I want to be the supreme..." Speaking, Tu Yong suddenly looked up and looked at Chu Mo: "I am afraid there are only friends."

Chu Mo smiled and shook his head: "I am not sure, but I will try to move in this direction. I just asked you if you are willing to give up. In fact, I want to say that if he is willing to turn back, then how can he say that the seal is a standard? Supreme is difficult, but there is no way."

Tu Yong nodded: "Yes, the ancient swordsman has been so much for so many years."

Chu Mo smiled and said: What is the slight savings? Although there are only a few hundred people, but the ancient sects of several epochs have been passed down, saying that there is a little savings, who is fooling? However, he did not break, and continued: "If he does not want to, then, I would like to set up a circle of law, this law is a killing."

Tu Yong’s eyelids jumped, and he resisted, without interjecting.

"In fact, you should be very clear. It is very difficult to trap a quasi-supreme." Chu Mo said: "I am sure to kill the monks who have just entered the quasi-supreme field, but I am not sure that killing one has entered the quasi-supreme for many years. People, let alone, even if I have the ability to kill them, you don’t want to see them."

Tu Yong’s mouth was pumping, and he said that you are really welcome! In the face of a quasi-supreme face, I said that I am sure to kill the power of this field... but he knows that this young man is not bragging. He really has this ability!

Chu Mo went on to say: "In this way, it is too difficult to subdue him, subdue him, and seal him. I can kill his body and leave only his god. This way, Leave him a life. Then, seal his god."

Tu Yong was stunned and his face was clearly distressed. The feeling for Chu Mo is that if it can be replaced, Tu Yong will definitely not hesitate to replace his apprentice to come to this sin.

Let the windrunner scream, suffer this pain, and even feel more painful than he faces.

Deep feelings!

Chu Mo sighed, did not remind, bowed quiet drinking, waiting for Tu Yong's reply.

For a long time, Tu Yong only sighed: "Set it up."

Said, did not say anything with Chu Mo, stood up and left. The back is full of desolate, very lonely.

One night without a word, the next morning, Chu Mo woke up from cultivation, I felt that the atmosphere of the entire ancient sword school is somewhat different.

It seems to be full of cheerful atmosphere.

Chu Mo slightly used the knowledge of God to know what was born.

"Uncle Shi is coming back!"

"The teacher uncle came back and said he was coming back."

"Is the teacher uncle coming back? Great!"

"The brothers are finally willing to go home, really happy."

This windrunner, in the influence of the entire ancient swordsmanship, can be seen, very large.

Chu Mo smiled and shook his head, and once again entered the state of being settled and began to practice. Whenever he has never had any slack in cultivation. As long as there is time, his first thing is definitely cultivation.

At noon, the atmosphere of the entire ancient swords became more intense. There are many people outside who are cheering and jumping.

It seems that the windrunner is back.

Chu Mo did not go out, he did not want to stun the snake, and he could feel that the windrunner was very alert. When he returned, there was only one Tu Yong know. But he took the initiative to pass on the news of his return to the other people in the martial art.

I don't know if these people have leaked any news. This... can only rely on Tu Yong’s control over this sect.

At present, it seems that no one has passed the news to the windrunner. Perhaps those people simply don't believe it. The most respected person in their hearts is also the most outstanding power of the entire ancient swordsman. It will have a relationship with the Mozu.

Tu Yong’s face is not very good-looking. Although no one in the martial art told the winder about yesterday’s incident, he did not understand why the windrunner came back with great fanfare.

In recent years, the windrunner has actually come back many times, but almost every time, it is quietly coming back. I have never told you this way, let me know in advance, and then let the vast majority of the entire sect, especially the young people, be excited to welcome him back.

What does he want to do?

Far away from the sky, a figure, like the same gust, swiftly blows over.

Many people only think that there is a wind blowing in the ear, and then they see a handsome young man with a handsome figure, who is already in front of Tu Yong. He said: "Master, no filial piety is back!"

"Get up, follow me." Tu Yong looked serious.

The people of the ancient swords face each other, they do not know why the elders are so serious. Does he really believe that the singer of Chu Mo is not successful? Does he really think that the Windrunner is a Mozu?

The Windrunner is also a slight glimpse, glanced at the expressions of other people, and then looked at his master, whispered: "Master, what happened?"

"Nothing, you come with me." Tu Yong's tone became severe: "Can't even Master say you?"

The windrunner slowly stood up and the smile on his face gradually converges. Then, he squinted slightly, felt it all around, and stepped back two steps. Shen Sheng said: "Master, why are you suffering?"

"What do you mean?" Tu Yong's voice became a little angry.

The other monks of the ancient swords also all smiled and looked at this scene with a nervous look.

"Master, do you remember, what did you say to you in the past?" The windrunner whispered: "I said, one day, I will let Master see my excellence. Now, this day... has come The closer I am! The only way I can prove my excellence is to be enlightened! Be the supreme!"

At this time, the disciples of the other ancient swords were all looking at the windrunner with a dull look. They were not worshipped in their eyes, but they were shocked to be completely ignorant of what they said.

Windrunners want to be enlightened? Want to be supreme? in this era? is it possible?

Tu Yong’s chest was violently ups and downs, and finally he couldn’t help it. He said coldly: “Become the supreme of the Mozu? You are crazy! Don’t wake me up soon!”

Quasi-Supreme Wrath, if the sound is thundering, it is simply earth-shattering!

The whole piece of the sky, echoing the roar of the roar of Tu Yong.

This roar, also stunned all the ancient Jianpai disciples.

The windrunner's emotions also became obviously excited. He said a stone-shattering saying: "What happened to the Mozu Supreme? No?"

Everyone, all of a sudden, is completely stupid.

Including Tu Yong. This is like the ancient swordsman elder of his own son. He suddenly looked like an old man who was a few decades old, and his original tall and straight spine, instantly smashed down.

"The Devil Mozu! You see the Mozu as a lifelong enemy all day long. Do you know what the Mozu are? Have you seen the Mozu?" The windrunner growled, and the handsome face was somewhat distorted: I am the Mozu! Have I ever hurt you? Have you ever had any harm to you? But you guys... Hehehe, I have contacted you in advance, saying that I am coming back, but you, but no one... No one, tell me what happened to the door. And you... my dearest master, I see you as a father, you are my closest relative in this world! What are you doing? Set the law Want to kill me? Hahaha... Hahahahahaha. Interesting, really interesting! The world is sad, no more than this!" (To be continued.) 8