The Sacred Gate

C693 The gap is too large



C693 The gap is too large

3Previously, Chen Mo was able to fight two middle-aged men and two old man s to the point that he was unable to part with them.     3

    

However, he was afraid of being killed by Yang Xiaohan, so he still flew out, took his First Level gray sword and charged towards Chen Mo.    

    

His sword pierced towards Chen Mo, who moved a step to the side, dodging the sword. He punched out with his fist, and a grey shadow of a fist struck onto the young man's chest.    

    

Bang    

    

The young man's chest immediately caved in and formed a fist imprint. The clothes on his back exploded into a fist shadow and it flew out, smashing onto the ground and spitting out blood.    

    

"Too weak!"    

    

Chen Mo shook his head.    

    

A level thirteen samurai without even a wuqi exercise would be too weak for him to handle.    

    

"Little Han, come on, the two weakest ones!"    

    

Chen Mo said again.    

    

Yang Xiaohan looked at the two level fourteen youths and said, "Come out and fight my Young Noble!"    

    

The two young men gritted their teeth as they stood out, took out their First Level gray sword s and flew out.    

    

Good.    

    

Chen Mo's eyes focused, when the two swords were about to pierce him, he reached out with both of his hands and grabbed the two longsword s. His body bounced up, and his feet kicked towards the two chest s.    

    

Two light grey footshadows kicked out first.    

    

Bang    

    

Bang    

    

The two were kicked by the gray shadow of the foot. Their stomachs caved in to the shape of a footprint, and two more footprint flew out from their clothes on their backs.    

    

Puff ?    

    

Puff ?    

    

The longsword could not even hold on to it and rolled over, blood spurting out from its mouth as it died with grievance.    

    

Chen Mo grabbed onto the two First Level longsword, and after kicking two of them away, he flew back and stood at his original position, then threw the two gray sword on the ground.    

    

He used his empty hands to receive the white blade, but neither of his hands were injured at all.    

    

This degree of terror shocked all the cultivators present.    

    

Chen Mo was able to do it. It was very simple, his Elemental Energy had always been protecting his body.    

    

In order to harm him, one must first break his protective Elemental Energy.    

    

"Xiao Han, bring up all those below LV 20!"    

    

Chen Mo said again.    

    

He needed to fight, fight, fight...    

    

He was too weak to be of much help.    

    

Another four level 20 and below experts slashed towards Chen Mo.    

    

This time, Chen Mo would not kill all of them easily, and he continued to level up.    

    

Another hour passed and more than ten cultivators surrounded Chen Mo.    

    

Amongst them were undamaged cultivators from rank 20 to 30.    

    

At this time, Qingxuan Continent and two other old man flew over.    

    

Of the two old man s, one was a Qingxuan Continent and the other was a Martial Arts Alliance.    

    

All three were Martial King.    

    

Two Deputy Chief s, both being level fifty-one.    

    

Qingxuan Continent s, Martial King s of the fifty-third rank!    

    

Qingxuan Continent shouted and shouted, "I heard that there is a Martial King threatening my son? Who is it? "Get out here!"    

    

Qingxuan Continent saw his son Zheng Tianhu and a group of cultivators surrounding and attacking Chen Mo, and his heart was at ease.    

    

It's good that Zheng Tianhu is fine.    

    

"Father, kill that Black Robe, she is a Martial King!"    

    

Seeing that the Qingxuan Continent Chief had arrived, Zheng Tianhu immediately broke away from the crowd and no longer attacked Chen Mo together as he shouted loudly.    

    

Even though his face was covered with cold sweat s, he still smiled.    

    

"You are just a little girl, right?" Get the hell over here! "    

    

Qingxuan Continent roared as he looked at Yang Xiaohan, who was wearing a set of black robe.    

    

Carrying the black longsword, Yang Xiaohan walked towards the three people. He released the aura of a level fifty-nine Martial King, and said: "You're the aunt, what are you going to do?"    

    

Zheng Tianhu, who was walking halfway, stopped all of a sudden and his expression turned incomparably ugly.    

    

Stunned ?    

    

He did not expect Yang Xiaohan to be so powerful.    

    

"Fifty-ninth Martial King?"    

    

Qingxuan Continent and Chief were also filled with shock.    

    

He really couldn't understand why the Black Robe was so strong.    

    

He still wanted to kill Yang Xiaohan and take the Ninth Level and black longsword from his hands.    

    

From the looks of it, Yang Xiaohan possessed the Ninth Level and black sword. Even if he had only cultivated one or two stages of Sword Qi, the three of them were not opponent.    

    

The difference was too great!    

    

"I never thought that you would be the senior. I am a Martial Arts Alliance of the Qingxuan Continent, a Martial Arts Alliance of the Qingxuan Continent, a Martial Arts Alliance who greets the senior! "    

    

Qingxuan Continent and the other two people bowed to Yang Xiaohan together.    

    

There was no other way. They couldn't beat him.    

    

Even if the Qing Youzhou came, if the four of them teamed up, they would still not be Yang Xiaohan's opponent.    

    

Yang Xiaohan sneered, looked towards Chen Mo and said: "Sir, do you want me to kill these old ghosts first?"    

    

Chen Mo pushed back two cultivators with his fists and released a large whip leg that swept out, forcing a few cultivators around to retreat. He shouted, "Make them kneel and wait!"    

    

Yang Xiaohan looked at Qingxuan Continent, Chief and the others, and said: "Did you hear my young master's words? I want you all to kneel down and wait! "    

    

Qingxuan Continent said respectfully, "senior, everything was a misunderstanding. We ?"    

    

"You aren't going to kneel, right? Aunt, help you! "    

    

Yang Xiaohan didn't wait for Qingxuan Continent to finish speaking, and his words instantly turned ice-cold. With a flash of the six meter gray Sword Qi, he immediately took action.    

    

Pah pah pah ?    

    

Before Yang Xiaohan even made his move, Qingxuan Continent and the other two had already knelt down.    

    

Although the six meter Sword Qi was gray, they could already smell the scent of death.    

    

If he did not kneel now, there would only be one of the four paths.    

    

Chen Mo continued to fight.    

    

Six hours passed, and all the Jianghu Rangers attacked Chen Mo together.    

    

Forty to fifty people surrounded Chen Mo and attacked him crazily.    

    

But they did not dare to kill Chen Mo, nor could they.    

    

Amidst the light and shadows of the blades and swords, Chen Mo continued to hone his own movement technique and Elemental Energy's external attack.    

    

Chen Mo had completely turned into a bloody person, his entire body was covered with blood and wounds.    

    

His two eyes were also blood-red.    

    

He could dodge a few Sword Qi s, but he would at least be struck by a few other Sword Qi s.    

    

But he never gave up.    

    

Relying on the chaos body's powerful defensive power and recovery ability, he had activated all of his potential and had been working hard all this time.    

    

However, Chen Mo was still unable to hold on, he was slashed dozens of times consecutively, until his crossbow was used up, and he was unable to dodge even a single strike, falling onto the ground, almost fainting.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Seeing that Chen Mo was at his limit, Yang Xiaohan shouted.    

    

The 40 to 50 people stopped, looking at Chen Mo who had turned into a bloody person, they were extremely shocked.    

    

Chen Mo was only a level fifteen samurai, but his combat power, resistance and recovery ability were incomparable to anyone else's.    

    

Forget about everything else, even if all of the people in the samurai were of the same level, no one would be a opponent!    

    

They were invincible at the same level, and could fight those at a higher level.    

    

Chen Mo had already reached a point that caused people to tremble with fear.    

    

"Young Master, how is it?"    

    

When Yang Xiaohan came over and saw Chen Mo's miserable state, he almost vomited.    

    


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