Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

C1245



C1245

To or not to?    

    

This was a difficult question to make!    

    

There was no need to take any risks or get hurt, but she was completely terrified!    

    

"No! Although I have preserved my momentum, my hand will be injured!"    

    

Tong Junming was conflicted. She was so conflicted that she wanted to die, she was extremely depressed!    

    

In front of Chu Mo, he did not want to submit, nor did he want to lose, so he did not want to give in!    

    

However, the expression in Chu Mo's eyes on the opposite side was so firm, like a wolf cub. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like Chu Mo was planning on losing both of them!    

    

At this moment, Tong Junming finally realized what kind of a ruthless person Chu Mo was!    

    

Back then, when Chu Mo was fighting with Xu Zhilei, he clearly had the chance to dodge, but he resolutely chose to exchange injuries for injuries!    

    

No matter how he looked at it, Chu Mo who had started a fight was a complete madman!    

    

Against madmen, they couldn't even be compared with him.    

    

This was because the madman did not even have the slightest notion of ruthlessness in his heart!    

    

Which is to say, Chu Mo's current actions were not done in a ruthless manner, but rather, a natural move.    

    

Thinking up to here, Tong Junming could only sigh and accept this irrevocable reality.    

    

At this time, Chu Mo's sword had already whistled over, sliding past the ice blue blade of the fan in front of Tong Junming, and stabbed into Tong Junming's wrist.    

    

"Fine, I'll count it as you being ruthless!"    

    

Tong Junming frowned, and unwillingly moved the folding fan away from him by an inch. The Sword Light followed suit and slid past Chu Mo, and could be considered to have avoided Chu Mo's Sword Light at the same time.    

    

However, just because he avoided Chu Mo did not mean that Chu Mo was willing to allow him to do so.    

    

"Chi la!"    

    

Even though Chu Mo's Long sword did not pierce Tong Junming's wrist, it still pierced his sleeve, and at the same time left a light red scar on his forearm, with traces of blood seeping out.    

    

Fortunately, the wound was very shallow and could not be seen, so it was not a big deal!    

    

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was completely different!    

    

After all, this was Tong Junming's first time using his sword!    

    

As the number one sword strike of the Zenith, he should have been able to shock the entire world with one strike, but he did not expect that not only did he not take advantage of this, he was even injured by his opponent, Chu Mo.    

    

This was simply a great humiliation!    

    

Most importantly, there was someone outside laughing at this scene!    

    

That person was Yuezheng Hanrui!    

    

"Wahahahaha, this is the legendary Zenith's number one sword!?"    

    

Yuezheng Hanrui laughed in such an exaggerated manner, as if he had seen a great joke, but also as if he had not been this happy in a long time. He laughed until his body swayed, and he almost couldn't stand up straight: "Aiyo, I was laughing to death, and even said that the Swordsmanship was unrivalled, but I didn't expect to be injured the moment it appeared. "Pfft, hahahahaha ?"    

    

As a Princess, Yuezheng Hanrui had a fearless personality, he never cared about the feelings of others, laughing unrestrainedly, with a loud voice, even if Tong Junming wanted to not hear it.    

    

Thus, Tong Junming's face, which was not very pleasant to look at, became even darker and colder. It was as if it was a piece of hard ice that caused people's hearts to turn cold.    

    

Looking at the ugly expression on Tong Junming's face, Chu Mo was a little unable to bear it. He glanced at Yuezheng Hanrui and said: "Ruirui, can you not laugh? Leave some face for others! "    

    

However, Yuezheng Hanrui still could not stop laughing, and said while laughing: "I want to as well, but, it is truly too funny, hahahaha ?."    

    

Chu Mo was helpless, he said to Tong Junming: "I'm sorry, Brother Tong, my Friend has always had this kind of character, please do not take offense to it!"    

    

Tong Junming raised his head, the expression on his face was cold as ice, but the anger in his eyes was surging, as though he was a beast who was about to swallow a human, he sneered: "Don't worry, as long as I win, you win!"    

    

With that, Tong Junming folded his fan and pointed the ice blue blade at Chu Mo, revealing an extremely cold Sword Qi fluctuation, as he charged straight at him.    

    

This sword strike was even faster than before!    

    

In practically the blink of an eye, the ice blue colored Sword Light had already arrived in front of Chu Mo.    

    

The Sword Light was incomparably resplendent, and like a blue bolt of lightning, it streaked down from the skies, rolling up the air in all four directions and condensing into mist that turned into smoke, as it furiously slashed towards Chu Mo.    

    

"What a strong strike!"    

    

Even though the sword had not arrived, Chu Mo could already feel the tyrannical Sword Qi.    

    

Facing this sword strike, Chu Mo did not dare to be as casual as before. He hurriedly raised his sword horizontally, and the fiery red Spiritual Energy went to meet it head on, blocking the furiously slashing ice blue sword.    

    


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