Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Along with a blood-curdling screech, someone flew out and directly crashed into Zhangsun Wenshu.    

At the same time, the 'tiger' shadow Sword Light suddenly disappeared, disappearing without a trace.    

The 'tiger' person had already been defeated, leaving only the 'flood dragon' with no way to last for long. He was also knocked flying by the impact, spitting out blood along the way as he heavily smashed into the ground.    

On stage, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Yuezheng Hanrui and Tang Xiaodao appeared before everyone's eyes.    

At this time, the two of them were still standing there arrogantly, like two pine trees, and their victory was already decided.    

It was obvious that they had exhausted too much of their energy. At the same time, there were also many wounds on their bodies, and the gurgling blood on their bodies was a sight to behold.    

"Damn, there are still some who are quite strong!"    

Tang Xiaodao lowered his head to look at the injuries on his body, and said with curled lips.    

As he spoke, blood seeped out of the corner of Tang Xiaodao's mouth and dripped onto his clothes, dyeing them red.    

Yuezheng Hanrui was also a little weak and slowly retreated, returning back to the side of Chu Mo and the others and sitting down on the ground with Tang Xiaodao.    

Chu Mo crouched down and carefully checked the two's bodies. He heaved a sigh of relief and said: "It's not that serious!"    

Tang Xiaodao shot him a glance and said, "Nonsense, could it be that if I join hands with my sister-in-law, we can still lose to the other party?"    

Chu Mo was too lazy to bicker with him, and replied sternly: "Although you have won, I have exhausted too much of your energy, so it will be difficult to recover in a short period of time, so take a good rest and stop trying to be brave."    

After saying that, Chu Mo took out two bottles of pills from the Space ring, and handed them over to the two people: "Oral use, should be able to recover in an hour."    

Tang Xiaodao casually took the pill, and poured everything into his mouth, and said: "Thanks!"    

Yuezheng Hanrui asked: "The rest is up to you guys."    

Chu Mo nodded, and said: "It's alright, the other party only has one grandson, Wen Shu!"    

After two consecutive rounds, Chu Mo's side had won.    

However, this kind of victory, was not a complete victory. Baili Erzhen and Tang Xiaodao were both injured and were unable to intervene for a short period of time.    

On the other hand, the Xuan Zhou Four Men of the Profound Zhou Empire had already been heavily injured three times, leaving only the eldest grandson Wen Shu behind.    

However, even though it was like that, his eldest grandson Wen Shu did not seem depressed at all. He still looked so confident, which made Chu Mo puzzled.    

"This guy, what other plans does he have?"    

Chu Mo frowned, the uneasy feeling in his heart growing stronger.    

Mo Qianqian slowly said: "Brother, don't worry, I'll take the lead when the fight comes, and I'll take the responsibility when the time comes. This was all taught to me by you in the past."    

Chu Mo sighed, and said: "I know, but, I'm worried that I won't be able to hide it!"    

At this time, eldest grandson Wen Shu had already walked out and stood in the arena. He looked at Chu Mo and said: "Not bad, Chu Mo, you always have a pretty good helper by your side."    

Chu Mo said indifferently: "People gather in groups. Although I am not talented, I still have some charisma."    

Zhangsun Wenshu said, "Right now, I'm the only one left. Are you ready?"    

"Humph!" Hearing that, Mo Qianqian coldly snorted, stood out and said: "Against you, I don't even need my brother to do anything, I'm already enough!"    

"You?"    

Wenshu, the eldest grandson, looked at this unfamiliar girl with some contempt.    

Mo Qianqian said proudly, "That's right, me!"    

Zhangsun Wenshu looked at Chu Mo and said, "Chu Mo, do you not even have the courage to attack?"    

Chu Mo curled his lips and said: "Since my Sisters wishes to make a move, then my Big Sun will accompany me in a spar for a bit."    

"Chu Mo, it's not that I'm looking down on you, but it's just that you're not manly enough to hide behind a woman like this."    

Chu Mo shook his head, and said: "I am fine with that, if Big Sun wants to goad me, please do so!"    

Mo Qianqian said: "My brother isn't hiding behind me, it's just that you don't have the qualifications to fight him. Let's talk after we win!"    

"What big words you have there!"    

The eldest grandson Wen Shu felt humiliated and shouted.    

Mo Qianqian smiled slightly and said: "Just like what Eldest Brother Tang had said before. The big tone is naturally because you have the capital to do so. How about it? Prince Changsun, do you dare to fight me? "    

The eldest grandson Wen Shu looked over coldly and said: "Since you don't know what's good for you, then I'll teach you a lesson first before fighting Chu Mo!"    

With that, Zhangsun Wenshu suddenly made his move!