Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Ye Zhixin became extremely angry and shouted loudly.    

Chu Mo spread out his hands, and said indifferently: "Brother Ye, there is no need to speak so loudly, there is only the two of us here, even if you speak lower, I will still be able to hear you."    

Seeing how Chu Mo did not care, Ye Zhixin became furious and shouted again, "Chu Mo, don't force me to kill you!"    

"Brother Ye is indeed Brother Ye, and he has such a bad temper. He wants to kill people at any moment."    

Chu Mo waved his hand, signalling for Ye Zhixin to calm his anger. He then said an extremely infuriating sentence, and said: "However, Brother Ye, you have threatened to kill too many people, yet you did not kill anyone. Instead, you yourself lost a finger. "Therefore, I feel that this threat of yours is truly unconvincing!"    

The hatred of the "severed finger", had always been pressing on Ye Zhixin's heart, and had never dissipated.    

At this time, when Ye Zhixin mentioned this matter again, Ye Zhixin was instantly enraged and he said while gnashing his teeth: "Chu Mo, you forced my hand."    

Because Ye Zhixin had already been repeatedly angered by the people of the The Great Chu Empire, he had long reached the edge of exploding into rage. Now, when he saw Chu Mo of the The Great Chu Empire and heard his irritating words which could kill him, the originally patient Ye Zhixin could no longer tolerate it and could only think of revenge.    

As a result, without any hesitation, Ye Zhixin took out his own Long sword, thrusting out like a dragon's roar and pointing at Chu Mo, his killing intent thick and cold.    

Sensing the enemy's Long sword's fierce fluctuation, Chu Mo's expression did not change, remained indifferent, and said: "Brother Ye, do you really want to make a move?"    

Ye Zhixin said coldly: "Enough of your rubbish, take out your sword, today, if not you die, then I die."    

Chu Mo shook his head and sighed, saying, "What's the point? I only wanted you to sign a Soul Contract, why do you have to fight? "    

Ye Zhixin's voice was as cold as ice, causing the temperature of the surroundings to become extremely cold, and she said, "Saints can be killed, but not humiliated. You want me to sign the Soul Contract, you are not qualified. "    

Hearing this, the corner of Chu Mo's mouth slightly rose, and said: "So, it's not a question of whether or not I can sign, but whether or not I qualify."    

Speaking to here, Chu Mo took the Scrap sword off his shoulder, drew a few sword flowers, and said: "Since that's the case, then, I'll let you see if I'm qualified enough."    

With that, Chu Mo suddenly made his move.    

The Long sword advanced, the Spiritual Energy surged, flames overflowed everywhere, bringing about an endless amount of violent light as it attacked Ye Zhixin.    

The sword's aura was sharp, the Sword Qi was crisscrossing, and cut into the endless Green Fog, bringing with it rumbling thunder, the might was completely displayed, intimidating one's soul.    

"Come at me!"    

Although Ye Zhixin's right index finger had snapped, it was already bandaged, and did not affect his Swordsmanship in the slightest.    

At this time, he shouted loudly. The Long sword in his hand conjured up tens of thousands of golden light beams, and rushed towards Chu Mo's Scrap sword.    

The furious slash of his Long sword was like a rainbow splitting the mountain and breaking the sea, with power like a god's punishment, he slashed out.    

In the blink of an eye, the golden colored Sword Light, which was bright and resplendent for tens of thousands of meters, and the flames of the Scrap sword, which were like an astonishing ocean tide, fiercely gathered together.    

"Rumble!"    

The two of them met on the battlefield, and the Long sword in their hands also met. Intense Spiritual Energy explosions rang out, and the sound of thunder from the ninth heaven resounded.    

Immediately, a peerlessly tyrannical power exploded on the spot, sweeping out in all directions with a force that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, causing the Stone Steps to dance with the sand and rocks, causing smoke and dust to rise in all directions.    

The intense waves of air, with the point of contact between the two swords as the center, spread outwards in a circular pattern, as if a sharp blade had cut into the Stone Steps, leaving behind numerous sword marks.    

The two of them had long understood each other's strength, so the first move they took was to use the powerful Swordsmanship, in order to suppress each other.    

Unfortunately, the two of them did not succeed, and their battle ended in a draw.    

But then, Chu Mo laughed.    

Because, under the fierce impact of the Sword Qi, the Green Fog in the vicinity started to surge, instantly setting off a terrifying wave of Green Fog. Like a storm at the end of the world, they rolled around the Stone Steps, enveloping both Chu Mo and Ye Zhixin within.    

At this moment, both of them felt an intense impact of energy.    

The Green Fog storm unrestrainedly swept towards the two of them, engulfing them in an instant.    

The most important thing was that these Green Fog were able to penetrate through their orifices and cells and crazily charged into their bodies, causing their bodies to tremble violently.