Bang!
The long sword snapped at the sound.
Everyone was shocked, and looking at Chu Mo's wrist, there was only a faint white mark on it.
This young disciple of the Zhuge family was stunned. He was a cultivator himself, a young monk in the Mahayana period, with a pretty good eighth-level physique. If an ordinary person cut him with a sword, it would not hurt him at all.
But the problem is, if a monk of the same realm, even in such a situation where the world is sealed off, if he is cut with a sword, the terrifying physical strength is enough to cut off his arm! You can kill him easily!
Because even if they can't use any magic power, the physical strength of senior monks is still quite terrifying, and it is still beyond the reach of ordinary people.
This Chu Mo... he is just a Mahayana monk, right? How could he have such a tyrannical body? Could it be that... his physical body has far surpassed his innate body? Is it the legendary body of the top Dao realm
This young monk from the Mahayana period of the Zhuge family has never seen a real Dao Realm Body, and he doesn't know whether the Dao Realm Body is really so powerful.
Zhuge Changfeng growled over there: "What are you still doing in a daze? What are you cutting? Why don't you quickly stuff the cartilage pill into his mouth?"
Although the sealing talisman has an effect of one hour, but before Chu Mo's head was completely cut off and he was completely killed, Zhuge Changfeng was completely at a loss in his heart!
Just now he lost a lot of face in front of his family, which has already made him angry, and now there is only one thought in his mind: quickly kill this terrible person!
Hearing Zhuge Changfeng's angry reprimand, the family monk with the cartilage pill immediately came to his senses, walked up to Chu Mo, and said coldly: "No matter how terrible strength you have, even if you are an indestructible diamond …”
"Stop fucking nonsense! Hurry up!" Zhuge Changfeng felt more and more uneasy, seeing his family members still chattering, he was furious immediately.
The corner of the monk's mouth twitched, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: As the head of the family, he is surprisingly timid, and he was scared off by his eyes, and now he is still yelling at me like this
But he just thought about it in his heart, if he really wanted to resist the authority of the Patriarch, he didn't dare.
The cultivator took out the cartilage pill, grinned grinningly, and stuffed the pill into Chu Mo's mouth: "If you take this pill, you're done!"
Chu Mo's mouth was tightly closed. The cultivator didn't stuff it in at once, and then tried his best to stuff it in... still didn't get it in. Now he was a little flustered in his heart, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. Then he raised his head and saw the strong mockery in Chu Mo's eyes.
The cultivator immediately became angry from his heart, raised his hand and slapped Chu Mo's face.
Clang!
Shi Tian in Chu Mo's hand suddenly left Chu Mo's hand. He blocked Chu Mo's face with incomparable precision.
This monk from the Zhuge family almost used all his strength in this slap, and he didn't hold back at all. He wanted the Patriarch to see with his own eyes that Chu Mo was nothing to be afraid of!
So, with this slap, he slapped Shi Tian's incomparably sharp blade fiercely.
"Ah!" An extremely miserable scream came from the monk's mouth in an instant, and his palm... broke off immediately!
Blood flowed out along the severed palm, very glaring.
At this moment, all the monks of the Zhuge family stepped back more than a dozen steps, their faces full of horror!
That knife...why can it still move under the seal of Heaven and Earth
Shi Tian lay in front of Chu Mo, the blade made humming sounds, and endless murderous aura erupted along Shi Tian. Although there is no next move, it gives people an extremely terrifying feeling!
What kind of knife is this
They have heard of the divine weapon of the guardian, but they have never heard of the divine weapon that can move freely under the sealed world!
Shi Tian kept screaming, and the monk whose palm was broken in half and all five fingers fell to the ground grinned in pain. The most important thing... is the fear in my heart!
Only now did he finally feel a little bit why the Patriarch was so scared just now!
This man... was horrible!
At this time, Chu Mo is fully practicing the "Zhe" formula in the nine-character mantra.
That's right, under the suppression of that sealing talisman seal, among his nine-character mantra, there are still some words... that can be used. Although it was very slow, he was constantly recovering his sealed body!
The nine-character mantra... also belongs to a kind of holy art that goes beyond the five elements!
Although this sealing talisman is powerful, it is difficult to completely seal the nine-character mantra.
This is because Chu Mo's Nine-Character Mantra has not been cultivated to a high level, otherwise, the Nine-Character Mantra...just relying on this kind of sealing talisman, don't even try to seal a single word!
The overwhelming murderous intent in Chu Mo's heart did not decrease at all, but he was a little more sober than before. This time, he was indeed a little careless. Think about it, if the opponent doesn't have any hole cards, how can he have the guts to rush to him like this
The moment the sealing talisman was pasted on him, Chu Mo understood his carelessness.
Knowing shame and then being brave is the way of wise people. Therefore, Chu Mo has remained calm since that moment. He even frightened Zhuge Changfeng away with just one look.
But what Chu Mo didn't expect was that Shi Tian was so powerful. Under the sealed world of Tianyin in the small town, he can still move freely. This was indeed beyond Chu Mo's expectations.
"Patriarch... what should I do?" A monk couldn't help but said with a trembling voice: "The cartilage pill... can't be stuffed into his mouth at all! And that knife... this is too wicked!"
Is it evil? Of course evil!
They have never seen such a wicked thing, and they have never even heard of it.
"Patriarch... It seems that as long as there is no obvious intention to hurt Chu Mo, the knife will not attack. You see... when he stuffed cartilage pills into his mouth just now, the knife didn't respond?" A monk proposed own point of view.
"No, didn't we want to cut off his wrist just now? The knife didn't respond either!" Someone questioned.
"I understand, the artifact protects... the dignity of the master! Our people were about to slap him when the knife suddenly moved!" said the monk just now.
Zhuge Changfeng thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and said, "If this is the case, then go and try!"
"I..." The monk who spoke felt that he was owed, but he still took the cartilage pill from the monk who had lost half of his palm, and walked towards Chu Mo tremblingly, with strong fear in his eyes.
Walking all the way to Chu Mo, the dangling knife did not cut at him. The monk finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then stuffed the cartilage pill in his hand towards Chu Mo's mouth.
One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... He tried hard for a long time, but he still couldn't stuff the pill into Chu Mo's mouth.
This monk wants to cry, what the hell is this? He has obviously suppressed the other party, but he is still helpless!
At this time, Chu Mo suddenly spoke, and said lightly: "Have you played enough? If you have played enough, will it be my turn?"
"Ah!" The Zhuge family monk holding the cartilage pill suddenly uttered a terrified cry, threw the cartilage pill away, turned around and ran away!
Was scared out of my wits.