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"Kill!"
Chu Mo bellowed, and the Dragoncry Sword slashed out.
Instantly, the illusory dragon shadow in the air seemed to have been guided, as it opened its bloody mouth wide in a grandiose manner towards Tang Xialan, sweeping up flames as it burned through the air, looking incomparably domineering.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the Sword Qi shield that Tang Xialan activated was instantly smashed into pieces by the dragon shadow, turning into a Flue Gas and dissipating.
Afterwards, the dragon image whistled towards Tang Xialan as though it was a fire dragon that shook the heavens.
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, a terrifying wave of force spread out like a raging sea, crashing into the nearby trees and breaking them into pieces. The dense forest turned into an empty space in the blink of an eye.
All of a sudden, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun.
"Cough ?" "Cough ?"
Amidst the smoke and dust, coughing sounds came out one after another. Tang Xialan's figure appeared, her mouth had traces of blood, her hair that had fallen to the ground emitted a faint burnt smell, and she looked somewhat miserable.
The dust cloud gradually settled, and only Young Girl was present!
"Chu Mo, do you really think you can escape?"
With a sneer, Tang Xialan stepped on the Rainbow Lotus and activated his Air Control.
At this time, the sky was slightly bright. Young Girl stood in the air, looking down from above in all directions, and finally saw the fleeing Chu Mo in a distant forest.
"Swoosh!"
The sound of something tearing through the air sounded. Young Girl's Air Control moved like a shooting star as he hurriedly chased after Chu Mo.
In the end, Air Control was still Air Control!
Not only was their speed extremely fast, they even advanced in a straight line and quickly caught up to Chu Mo.
"Your Air Control is amazing, right?"
Seeing Tang Xialan, who was blocking his path, Chu Mo turned around and walked away.
Unfortunately, no matter how Chu Mo turned, Tang Xialan, who was stepping on the Rainbow Lotus, would instantly chase after him.
After turning like this more than ten times, Chu Mo helplessly discovered that he had been forced onto a tall cliff in a panic, with his back facing the bottomless abyss, with no place to escape to.
"Air Control is indeed impressive!"
Sighing, Chu Mo was forced to stop at the edge of the cliff and looked at Tang Xialan with hostility.
Looking at Tang Xialan, Chu Mo suddenly realised that this extremely beautiful woman was not as beautiful as before, and even had a hateful feeling.
Tang Xialan sneered, and said: "Why aren't you running anymore?"
Chu Mo curled his lips and said: "I'm tired, let's rest for a while!"
Tang Xialan tied up her messy hair again, revealing her peerless face, and said: "You don't need to think about stubbornly resisting, I won't give you another chance."
"The opportunity was never given by others, but something that they have to fight for themselves!"
Chu Mo tore open his shirt and tore it into pieces. He simply bandaged the wound on his chest, then raised his Dragoncry Sword and pointed it at Tang Xialan. His fighting spirit was brimming.
Tang Xialan looked at the treasure sword in Chu Mo's hand that was still unsheathed, and asked: "I am very curious, why don't you unsheathe your sword?"
Chu Mo told him the truth and said helplessly: "I am unable to pull out this sword."
Hearing that, Tang Xialan laughed, and said: "Since you can't even draw your sword, which means that the sword does not approve of you, why must you insist on your own opinion!"
Chu Mo did not mind, and said: "Whether or not you agree, it is my sword, no one can snatch it away from me, including you."
"Alright, then I'll quickly show you!"
As his voice fell, the aura of Tang Xialan's entire body exploded forth with a loud bang as a tyrannical golden Spiritual Energy surged out. It flowed onto the tip of the sword and condensed into a three meter long Sword Light, frightening one's soul.
"Kill!"
With a shout, the sword energy descended!
Tang Xialan waved his sword, and just like the butterfly dancing in the south sky, it drew out a dazzling flower of swords and slashed towards Chu Mo in anger.
Chu Mo did not dare to be careless, he immediately raised his sword to receive the attack, but he was still shaken by the opponent's power, and could not help but take two steps back.
Tang Xialan was unwilling to let it go, the Long sword slashed horizontally, the profound Swordsmanship was unleashed, continuously attacking Chu Mo, causing him to retreat continuously.
"This won't do, I can't continue like this!"
Towards such a small scale competition of sword techniques, Chu Mo was not very good at it.
Because, he did not know how to use the sword, and could only learn the Dragon's Roar Sword Art.
With no other choice, Chu Mo resorted to using the same trick and raised his sword. With a dragon roar, he summoned a streak of fire spirit energy that formed into the image of an illusory dragon. It shot towards Tang Xia Lan with a violent and peerless strength.
After doing this, Chu Mo's face instantly became as white as paper, and he was somewhat exhausted.
In other words, this was Chu Mo's last strike!
Regarding this, Tang Xialan could tell!
Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, she immediately brandished her sword and her graceful figure started spinning like a dancers.
It was a dance, it was a martial arts!
Following Tang Xialan's rotation, the Long sword suddenly split open, and instantly unleashed forty-nine slashes, forming a fan shaped Sword Light in front of Young Girl, which smashed towards the roaring dragon image.
"Rumble!"
The explosive force and vibrations were like a clap of thunder in the nine heavens.
Instantly, a peerless and terrifying force surged out, setting off a violent hurricane on the cliff. It uprooted all the nearby trees, and seemed to possess the might to split mountains and split the earth.
"Swoosh!"
A ray of sword aura rushed out from within the hurricane, as if it had come from a ghost, and came straight at Chu Mo.
Chu Mo's face paled, but he was already powerless, he had no way to resist, the only path left for him was death!
However, even if he died, Chu Mo had to choose a way to die!
"Tang Xialan, even if I die, I will not give you the Dragoncry Sword!"
Chu Mo gritted his teeth and retreated, stepping on the outside of the cliff as he resolutely jumped down into the deep abyss.