Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

On his sword, a resplendent golden light shone out, reflecting the blazing sun in the sky. It was as though a stream was flowing on his sword, and it surged straight towards Chu Mo's chest.    

    

Chu Mo's expression did not change, the Scrap sword in his hand also thrusted out, as though he was pointing the way.    

    

'Clang! 'a loud sound was heard.    

    

The two swords clashed, and sparks appeared.    

    

The tips of the two swords clashed, and a powerful force swept towards each other's swords, causing the two swords to bend.    

    

His two swords bent to the limit and the tip of his sword was finally wrong.    

    

The two advanced with swords in hand, their swords sliding past each other's blades.    

    

Chu Mo and Hao Wu Shan turned to the side at the same time, and in a symmetrical state, they slid across each other with Long sword in their hands.    

    

With a "chi la" sound, the two of them had their right sleeves pierced by the Sword Qi s of each other, leaving behind shallow lines of blood on their arms.    

    

The two continued to advance. Their bodies crossed each other's path and they changed locations. They appeared in the same direction, facing each other.    

    

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword and dripped onto the ground.    

    

This first blow alone was enough to see blood.    

    

This battle was destined to not be simple!    

    

The two of them slowly turned around and gently wiped the blood off of their arms. They said: "This is the first time I've seen such a sharp Scrap sword!"    

    

Chu Mo raised the rusted sword in his hand and said: "I told you this a long time ago, swords, look at people, not swords."    

    

"That makes sense. Then let me show you my Swordsmanship!"    

    

As soon as he finished his words, He Kuang attacked again. His figure flashed up like a flying stone breaking through the air.    

    

At the same time, all of the Spiritual Energy on He Kuang's body explosively shot out, like a scorching sun, rippling in all directions.    

    

Immediately, the tip of the treasured sword congealed into a ten feet long Sword Light. Like a shocking rainbow, it cut through the air and descended.    

    

The golden colored light was like a reflective tide under the shining sun, bringing about an endless amount of glaring light. The sound of heaven-shaking and earth-shattering thunder exploded out, spreading out towards Chu Mo.    

    

The endless waves and dazzling golden light revealed an incomparably domineering and domineering aura.    

    

"Martial Skills?"    

    

Feeling Hao Kuang's powerful attack, Chu Mo's expression became slightly solemn and serious, but there seemed to be stars burning in his eyes, which was so bright that it surpassed the scorching sun in the sky.    

    

A gust of wind blew across, causing Chu Mo's face to wrinkle, and blew away the bangs on his forehead.    

    

Chu Mo's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and in the end, like lightning in the night sky, they exploded with a burst of bright light.    

    

Finally, he moved. He slowly raised the Long sword in his hand and then horizontally swung the sword.    

    

With his right hand holding onto the rusted sword hilt, his left hand grabbing onto the Scrap sword's sword tip, he held it horizontally across his chest, as if it was a mountain.    

    

At this time, Hao Chang's Sword Light had arrived, bringing along an endless amount of resplendent sword light, thrusting straight at Chu Mo.    

    

Immediately, the Sword Light was like a raging tide, under the shining of the sunlight, it pierced forward with an unstoppable force.    

    

Chu Mo horizontally brandished his sword, accurately welcoming the endless golden light.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

Chu Mo and Hao Li had met on stage, the swords in their hands had also met.    

    

Instantly, the sound of thunder from the ninth level of heaven exploded out on the scene. It exploded between the heaven and earth and shook the entire wasteland.    

    

At this moment, Chu Mo horizontally swung his sword forward, as if he was setting up a thick and solid dam, blocking all of the golden light that was like an avalanche pouring out of the ocean.    

    

In that instant, an indescribably tyrannical wave of power suddenly rose up, sweeping out in all directions like a raging sea of raging waves. The force of the impact continuously spread out, stirring up the sand and stones in the arena, causing dust and smoke to rise in all directions.    

    

Intense shockwaves sprayed out from the point of contact between the two swords. It was as if they were real sharp blades that continuously cut the hard ground, leaving behind numerous cracks that quickly spread outwards like a spider web.    

    

"Chi ?"    

    

At this moment, a piercing sound of friction rang out.    

    

Soon after, a figure slipped out from the smoke and dust. His body leaned backwards and his legs dragged on the ground, dragging a black scar that was more than twenty feet long. Only then did he stop.    

    

"Xiu!"    

    

Another person rushed out of the smoke and dust like a ray of light streaking across the sky.    

    

The person held a Scrap sword, although the sword blade was rusted, it cut through the air and pierced forward, it was Chu Mo.    

    

Chu Mo's speed was extremely fast, his entire body was horizontally in the air, parallel to the ground in front of him.    

    

He had just steadied his body and made a big jump. He hurriedly raised his sword and threw it towards that abandoned but extremely sharp rotten sword.    

    

Boom!    

    

When the two swords clashed, the force behind the collision exploded, and the sound of deafening thunder could be heard.    

    

A strong impact suddenly rose up. A hurricane suddenly rose up and swept towards Hao Kuang, sending him flying again.    

    

"Puff ?"    

    

After being attacked twice in a row by Chu Mo, he finally experienced Chu Mo's tyrannical strength, and his throat became sweet, as he could not help but spew out a large mouthful of blood.    

    

At this moment, he had truly experienced Chu Mo's Swordsmanship and tyrannical power. He was simply like a Magical Beast and simply wasn't something that an ordinary person could compare to.    

    

At the same time, he also realized that he had made a strategic mistake.    

    

If he knew that Chu Mo's strength was this strong, he definitely wouldn't have chosen this method of fighting.    

    

The previous sword moves were all simple Swordsmanship, they were all based on strength and the density of the Spiritual Energy ? ? As a Senior and Hao Kuang, they thought that since they had trained for a longer time, they would definitely be able to defeat Chu Mo in both these aspects, and thus would have the advantage.    

    

However, it was only now that he realized he was wrong, ridiculously wrong.    

    

The price for making a mistake was that the other party would inevitably gain the upper hand.