"Robbing families and exterminating clans, do you have what it takes?" Mo Chuan smiled contemptuously. He walked straight towards Chu Shaoyang, exuding a fierce and intimidating aura.
Chu Shaoyang couldn't help but take two steps back, his face turned pale, and an inexplicable fear filled his heart.
Who is this man
This murderous aura in him... is really terrifying!
"I won't kill you, because you are not worthy at all!" Mo Chuan raised his chin coldly and arrogantly, looking at Chu Shaoyang with contempt, "The famous Prince Dingyuan could actually say such uncultured and rude words If you say that, it is a disgrace to the royal family! I really overestimated you. These two slaps are to make you remember that people will humiliate themselves and others will humiliate them!"
Chu Shaoyang was furious and shouted with red eyes: "You are a wild man who ran out of nowhere, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson! Who do you think you are? The emperor?"
He raised the Spirit Snake Sword regardless of anything and stabbed at Mo Chuan when he was distracted. He hated him to the extreme and wanted to pierce a transparent hole in his body with the sword.
Although he was extremely angry, his swordsmanship was really exquisite. With this move, the sword tip turned into countless light spots, like pear blossoms and white pistils blooming on a tree.
Mo Chuan sneered, and flew up lightly, having already dodged his sword. When he landed, he already had a willow branch in his hand, and there were a few tender yellow flowers on the soft branches. Liu Yaer.
"You unrepentant thing, I will use this willow stick to teach you a lesson today." Mo Chuan shook the willow branch in his hand.
When Chu Shaoyang saw it, he almost burst into anger.
This man simply didn't take him seriously at all, and actually used a broken wicker stick to deal with his own sword that was as sharp as clay!
"Okay, you are seeking death on your own. When you get to King Yama, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Chu Shaoyang's face was as dark as water. With a flick of his wrist, the Spiritual Snake Soft Sword transformed into a long snake again and hissed towards Mochuan.
His sword looks ordinary, but it contains nine extremely powerful back moves. If the opponent does not use a weapon to block, it will be difficult to resist the endless flow of killing moves coming from behind.
If Mo Chuan had a precious sword in his hand, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with his move. It would only need a fight between the two swords to resolve it. However, the weapon in Mo Chuan's hand is just a willow branch, which can be cut as soon as it touches the blade. Break.
Mo Chuan recognized the power of his move and sneered. He shook the willow branch in his hand and advanced towards the Spirit Snake Sword.
Chu Shaoyang slashed his sword horizontally, intending to cut his willow branch into two pieces. Unexpectedly, he cut the willow branch into two pieces, but the sword in his hand suddenly sank, as if it was entangled with something heavy.
His heart trembled when he saw that the opponent's willow branch seemed to be stuck to his long sword. He couldn't get rid of it even after changing several sword moves, and the sword became heavier and heavier. It was so heavy that he could hardly lift it.
What a weird move this is!
Chu Shaoyang was horrified. At this moment, he wanted to let go of his sword, but Mo Chuan didn't give him a chance to escape. He slightly raised the willow branch in his hand, and the Spirit Snake Sword in Chu Shaoyang's hand flew out, straight upwards. Like a dancing silver snake scurrying towards the sky.
Mo Chuan flew away Chu Shaoyang's long sword, swished the willow branch a few times, tapped a few points on Chu Shaoyang's body, and then tossed the willow branch to the ground, crossed his arms and looked at Chu Shaoyang. Shaoyang snorted coldly.