The power of a sword made everyone silent, and the wall of people was broken without attacking. Seeing that Yu was silent, many people subconsciously retreated, leaving behind a great road.

Yu Mo's eyes fell on his opponent, but Gu Jingbubo was still there, and he said slowly: "I have warned you that I saw the crazy sword, not you."

puff!

The other party squirted out blood, and his chest was filled with blood, dyeing his clothes red. He looked pale and asked, "Who are you?"

Yu Mo smiled without answering, raised his foot and walked forward.

The human wall was even more fragmented, and no one dared to stop him.

"Chang Heng hasn't produced such a powerful expert in many years. You are not Chang Heng, are you?" Suddenly, a heavy and hoarse voice came from the backyard.

The sound seemed to have emerged from the gravel, grinding away the edges and corners, but putting a lot of pressure on people.

Yu Mo kept walking through the corridor and came to the backyard. He saw a man standing in the patio like a javelin, staring at Yu Mo.

Huh?

Yu Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and he was attracted by the other party's arm at a glance.

He actually had only one arm, and the other arm was broken at the same root, exactly the same as the man outside.

"You are the crazy sword!"

Yu Mo said confidently that he was sure that he had not admitted his mistake.

"That's right." The other party replied, indicating his identity.

Yu Mo's heart was filled with awesomeness, stopped three meters away from the other party, with four eyes facing each other, and his invisible momentum was in the air, and no one was willing to give in.

"You are much better than your apprentice." Yu Mo exclaimed.

Kuangdao said, "Thank you for your praise. My apprentice stood up for me, lost to you, and was seriously injured. Now it's my turn."

After a slight pause, Kuangdao said again: "I haven't met a master like you for many years. This battle must be full of joy. But I'm curious who you are, and you dare to come to Changheng. Don't you know that Changheng is a forbidden area? How many masters are discouraged."

"My name is Yu Mo. I know that no one else wants to come to Chang Heng, but I have to come." Yu Mo replied.

"Yu Mo, I'll remember this name." Kuangdao nodded: "The world has its own difficulties. I live here, and I have my own difficulties. But that doesn't matter anymore. If you hurt my apprentice, I will stand up for him."

Yu Mo was suspicious, hasn’t his name been spread all over the world?

Why did Kuangdao remain indifferent after hearing his name? It seemed that he had never heard of it before.

Before he could understand the mystery, he stretched out his one arm with a crazy knife.

The two of them walked up with a long wooden box, each step was very heavy.

Kuangdao took the Changmu Box with one hand. The two of them felt relieved and saw that the Changmu Box was extremely light in Kuangdao's hand and hit the ground with a heavy snatch.

Dong!

The bluestone slab cannot withstand the huge pressure and cracks inch by inch.

He was shocked. What was in the wooden box that was as heavy as this, but it was as light as a feather in Kuangdao's hand, and it was extremely strange.

"You are good at using swords, so you should draw swords. Otherwise, others will say that I will bully younger generations." The crazy knife pointed at the blood blade in Yu Mo's hand and said.

Yu Mo said: "If I draw the sword, you will have a great chance of failure."

Kuangdao disagreed and laughed. His laughter became louder and louder, and he gradually dispersed a sense of arrogance and unruly.

"If I use the sword, you won't have a chance to use the sword. I just want to see what sword technique is to defeat my disciple." Kuangdao said while laughing.

This is Mad Dao's almost arrogant self-confidence.

But when it comes to the other party's mouth, it seems to be of great persuasion, making people unable to refute.

"A real master."

Yu Mo respected in awe.

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sp; The realm of the Mad Sword is higher than that of Gu Haoran and Ye Zhun. It is really incredible that Chang Heng has such a master in this place.

Yu Mo stopped refusing and roared: "Then you think about it."

Swish!

The blood blade was unsheathed, and the sword light filled the sky, intertwined into a bloody galaxy in the air.

A sword falls into the sky.

Yu Mo used his most powerful sword technique, and the sword light descended from the sky and attacked the mad sword.

A bright color flashed in Kuang Dao's eyes and praised: "Good sword technique."

Zheng!

A splash of knife light emerged from the long wooden box, and the wooden box was split into pieces. A long and heavy knife revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

When a knife rises, a thought arises; when a knife falls, all thoughts disappear.

boom!

The sword light and the sword light intertwined, and the sword light and the sword light confronted each other without giving in. The sword light and the sword light spread in all directions.

Click!

There were many traces on a pillar, and they could not bear it in the end and burst.

The bluestone slabs on the ground rolled up like plowing ground and turned into pieces.

In this courtyard, there is nothing intact except Yu Mo and Kuang Dao.

As for the others, it seemed as if they were facing a thunderstorm, and no one dared to approach them. Even the apprentice of the Mad Knife was no exception, and they looked at this scene in horror.

At this moment, he realized how lucky he was. He had just walked away from the gates of hell and saved his life.

Yu Mo is much better than him.

At some point, cold sweat flowed from his body, mixing with blood.

boom!

A loud bang interrupted his thoughts.

He hurriedly widened his eyes and looked at him, hoping that the one who stood was the crazy knife and the one who fell down was Yu Mo.

The patio was in a mess, no longer at all, and there was still someone standing in the patio.

Not one person, but two people.

Yu Mo and the Crazy Knife stood opposite each other, and the swords intersected, and they no longer had the momentum they had before. The wind was calm, but no one dared to underestimate the sword and the sword.

Who wins and who loses?

This question pops up in many people's minds.

But no one can see it.

Yu Mo and Kuang Dao were both very strangely calm. Suddenly, Kuang Dao said, "Your sword technique is a peerless sword technique that I have never seen in my life."

"Your swordsmanship is also the strongest I have ever seen so far." Yu Mo said calmly.

To be fair, the two of them said the truth and did not mean to flatter each other.

"This is my own sword technique, and I'm called "Kao Kuang." Kuang Dao said proudly. This is the most proud deed in his life.

Yu Mo respected him solemnly. People who can create such powerful swordsmanship are indeed extraordinary. Just this is the case, Yu Mo felt inferior to him.

"My sword technique has three moves in total, this is the first move." Yu Mo said.

"...three moves." The proud look on Kuangdao's face disappeared, his face changed drastically, and he stared at Yu Mo in a daze.

The Kuang Dao has used all my sword techniques for the sword and madman, and only fought a draw with Yu Mo, but Yu Mo's sword technique only used one move and two more moves.

How powerful are the remaining two moves?

His mind was shocked, and his eyes changed again and again.

At this moment, his proud capital was defeated, and for a moment, his mind went blank.
Chapter completed!