Murdering Heaven Edge

This knife... is incredibly stunning, although it is only the first knife of the Eighth Knife, but the knife of this knife contains the murderous machine... even if it is a warrior of the state of mind, there is no resistance at all.

However, this knife is like a bauble for the spirit.

Chu Mo did not even see how the body shape of the spirit is moving, and has already escaped this amazing knife.

Not only did it escape, but it also rushed to the front of Chu Mo!

then.

The spirit of raising the hand is a palm, directly on the head of Chu Mo.

A bland one, it seems that there is no other place to be praised except that it is almost completely reactive.

At least, compared to the palms that Chu Mo had seen, the palm of the spirit... is almost unexpected.

But... is such a palm, but directly smashed the skull of Chu Mo!

Chu Mo can even clearly hear the sound of his skull cracking, the feeling of creepy and the powerless face, so that Chu ink even has a feeling of despair.

He died again!

Before he was chased by thousands of miles, he had been on the verge of life and death many times, but it was the edge... It was completely different from the true taste of death.

Although he had "dead" once before, "dead" was under the sword of the rain.

However, at that time, Chu Mo did not have any fear. Under the disappointment, the sword that used his head to hit the rain was just a pain.

But that pain is far less than the pain in his heart!

This time...not the same!

In the face of the spirit of the spirit, Chu Mo has no ability to resist!

Chu Mo did not know how long he had died. Anyway, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still there.

The spirit is standing there, watching him quietly.

Chu Mo feels that his brain is a little confused. He looks at the spirit and knows that he has just died in the hands of the spirits, but his memory... seems to have a fault.

“Is it a bit stunned to know that I have just died, but I can’t believe it?” The spirit faintly laughed.

Chu Mo nodded honestly, and looked at the eyes of the spirits, but also full of incredible.

"Do you feel bad about this kind of death?" asked the spirit.

Chu Mo still nodded honestly, and said that he was so blamed, you have to try to know the taste.

"It doesn't matter, let's continue," said the spirit.

Chu Mo gnawed his teeth and waved in his hand.

It is the first of the eight knives of the Nether: "The soul!"

Chu Mo screamed, he did not believe that his strongest blow would not work at all.

The facts also prove that it does not work at all.

The body shape of the spirit is like a ghost, avoiding him and killing it, and then appearing in front of him.

Still a palm!

Still the skull is broken!

Chu Mo is dead again.

Soon he lived again.

Chu Mo mouth twitched and looked at the boundary: "Your realm is really the realm of gold and stone?"

The spirit said faintly: "I think, I have no reason to deceive you."

Chu Mo thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case. The spirit did not reason to deceive himself.

"That... Why, my strongest move, I can't help you completely, why is your speed so fast, I can't avoid it at all?" Chu Mo asked the spirit.

"Continue to fight, you will understand!" The spirit did not answer the question of Chu Mo, but looked at Chu Mo with a bit of provocation: "You can beat me, I will send you a big chance, related to You are getting stronger!"

Chu Mo was crazy at once and rushed straight up.

This time, Chu Mo did not use the sky, but directly ran the phantom wind step, smashed a fist, and slammed into the spirit.

Heaven and Earth, the three talents of the boxing method... people punch!

The so-called man punch... sounds like a trick, but it contains thousands of changes!

Although Chu Mo has now realized the essence of human boxing, he still has not been able to thoroughly penetrate the boxing.

Even so, Chu Mo’s fist... still dares not to be underestimated!

However, all this is not very useful.

Chu Mo once again, died in the hands of the spirits.

Still still that palm, still still on the head of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo, who was resurrected again, felt that he was very wrong and died several times. He also saw it early, and the spirit did not deceive him.

It is indeed the realm of gold and stone.

But this golden stone of the spirit is not only the peak, but also the perfect state!

He has already played out all the things that the golden stone can play out.

Prior to this, Chu Mo’s opponents in the same realm did not look at it at all. Because with his current realm, he has been able to slash the sword of the mind!

For him, what is the golden stone?

But the spirit, but gave him a lesson.

Let Chu Mo understand what is called the real strong!

The same golden stone environment, but can play the strength that Chu Mo can hardly imagine; the same golden stone, but can maintain a record of spikes against Chu Mo!

Now, it is already four to zero, and soon, it will be five to zero.

Heaven and Earth, the three talents, the thousand hands, the phantom wind step... Naturally, the first knife in the Eighth Knife is the soul.

In order to overcome the spiritual spirit, Chu Mo has almost all the efforts in his stomach.

But there is still no way to change the fact that he was killed by an instant!

The fierceness and enthusiasm of Chu Mo... At this time, it was thoroughly stimulated.

In this world, many things can get used to it, but only death... there is no way to get used to it!

The most terrible thing is that the feelings of each death are not the same.

But one thing is the same.

That is: boundless darkness, endless fear, helpless powerlessness...

But these are not the reasons for Chu Mo to give up. Ever since I knew the difficulties faced by Yu Yu, Chu Mo vowed in her heart: I must find the elves, find the rain, and then... protect her!

boom!

Chu Mo’s figure once again flew out and turned into a light that disappeared into the air.

This is already the 56th "death" of Chu Mo.

However, this time, Chu Mo was in the fight with the spirits for more than 20 rounds, only to be blown out by the spirits, and headed for the 57th death...

It’s just the face of the spirit, the kind of relaxed color that has disappeared.

Because this is only a few days of hard work, the strength of Chu Mo has actually grown to such a degree.

This is simply amazing!

Through the battle, the spirits also figured out the exercises that Chu Mo is good at.

At that time, the spirit also felt that he had seen through this little guy, but what he never imagined was... Chu Mo’s learning ability and comprehension ability were so powerful!

Nothing is worse than the ‘ 万 无 无 无 , , , ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !!

"Sure enough, Miss's blood... is the most powerful in the world!" The spirit looked at it again in front of him, his face cold, a murderous Chu Mo, the heart of the dark.

"Very good, but still not enough!" The spirit looked coldly at Chu Mo, and Shen Sheng said: "The practice of your cultivation is very powerful. In the move... with a momentum that can go to the world, you can destroy everything. Even if it is a mountain, no, even if it is a star, it will be in front of you, you will open it with a knife and a fist. This is good, but you have to know, you can not push it because it is rooted On the earth!"

"Well... rooted in the earth?" The whole portrait of Chu Mo was hit by a flash of lightning, and it was frozen, and the eyes were first confused, and then... the light was shining.

He directed the spirit and gave a deep ceremony: "Thank you, I understand!"

Said, Chu ink out of the knife.

brush!

A dazzling light flashed suddenly!

A human head, flying high!

Chu Mo stood facelessly, looking silly at the headless body of the body fell to the ground, turned into a light rain dissipated, the whole person stunned: "I finally won?" -

It’s not a normal tragedy. I could have gone home today because the plane is at 8:00 in the morning. In Beijing, everyone should know that the traffic jam is very powerful, so I got up at five o'clock and arrived at the airport at seven o'clock. With the ticket, the security check, everything seems to be in a hurry, but it is good to catch up.

As a result, the flight information displayed has been in a state of delay, waiting until 12 noon, the airport notice: flight cancellation...

The whole person is going crazy, coming out of the security check, then changing the sign, then taking a taxi back to the city, and then blocking the road.

Back to the hotel, it is already more than two in the afternoon...

Feeling sour and weak, I fell asleep on the bed, slept until 7 o'clock in one breath, and when I got up, I felt like spinning around, almost forgot where I was.

After washing a face, start the code, forgive me that I can't write faster.

The second chapter, try to send before ten o'clock.