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"Kill!"

In the midst of his shout, Rong He came over with a sword in his hand.

The sword halo in the air glowed with a golden light, like a scorching sun that radiated boundless rays of light.

However, this round of scorching sun did not shine brightly in the world. Instead, it shot straight towards Chu Mo, crushing the air along the way and even ripping the surrounding space apart.

Endless golden light, like a substantial blade of light, shot out, engulfing everything towards Chu Mo.

Facing these golden lights, Chu Mo did not dare be careless. The Scrap sword in his hand released a fiery light that whistled as he slashed horizontally and horizontally, instantly slicing these golden lights into pieces.

However, the circle of light still existed after the golden light shattered.

Furthermore, the ring of light was spinning at a very fast speed towards Chu Mo, revealing a very powerful aura.

Sensing the aura from the halo, Chu Mo's expression became serious, and used both hands to hold the sword.

Following that, with a shake of his arms, the Scrap sword in his hands swung out in an extremely strange trajectory, drawing a sharp arc in the air. At an extremely tricky angle, he swung out a streak of fire.

When the flaming light left the sword, it instantly grew several times larger, forming an illusory sword.

This sword was completely condensed by the flames, and its shape was exactly the same as the sword in Chu Mo's hand.

The only difference was that this fire sword's aura was even more tyrannical, and even wider. It was as if it was a mountain rock floating in the sky, casting a huge shadow on the ground.

The fire sword was shocking, the golden circle was domineering, and its speed was extremely close.

Finally, Chu Mo's Fire Sword met with the golden circle.

"Rumble!"

The tyrannical golden light and the fiery light collided into each other, producing the sound of thunder from the ninth heaven.

Suddenly, a terrifying force exploded from the field. It was like a raging sea that swept out in all directions, causing the surrounding grass to fly into the air. It brought up dirt and grass as it rained down a large amount of mud.

The red light continued to move forward until it connected with the golden ring and then slowly fused with it.

With a "hong", a huge explosion suddenly occurred on the scene.

In an instant, violent air currents sprayed out from the center of the explosion. Countless air currents were like sharp blades slicing through the ground at the scene, creating ravines as if an earthquake had occurred.

"Puff ?"

At this moment, a stream of blood sprayed out from the mud rain.

Soon after, a figure flew out from the explosion, spurting blood. He flew in a long arc and landed in the grass fifty feet away.

Following which, a treasured sword flew over, stabbing into the ground beside the youth, leaving the sword hilt.

This sword's blade was as smooth as a mirror, and its hilt was exquisite, with an azure flood dragon serpent coiled around it.

This sword was Rong He Song's Green Scaly Sword.

This man was none other than Rong He Song.

At this moment, Rong He Song's face was covered in blood, the Clothes was broken even more, and there were sword marks on his exposed skin, making him look miserable.

On the other hand, Chu Mo, who was standing in the arena holding a Long sword, although he also had some wounds on his body, they were not serious at all.

He won!0

Chu Mo actually won!

"This guy, he actually won!"

Even Dugu Batian, who had always believed in Chu Mo, was somewhat shocked at this moment.

Much less Guan Xiujie, who was on the other side, was even more so opened his mouth wide, he looked at Chu Mo in a daze, then looked at Rong He Song who was lying on the ground in a daze, and could not believe his eyes.

"Cough ?"

Just then, a cough broke the silence.

Rong He Song slowly got up and coughed out two big mouthfuls of blood, which dyed the front of the Clothes.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and stared at Chu Mo with his scarlet eyes, as he said sternly: "Kid, I have truly underestimated you!"

Chu Mo held onto the Scrap sword in his hand, and casually said: "You have already lost!"

Rong He Song shook his head and said, "Lose? I don't think so! It's just that I've suffered some injuries, so I can still fight with you. "

As he said that, Rong He Song walked slowly towards Chu Mo.

One step, one step. Rong He Song's speed became faster and faster, and then started to sprint, and then he suddenly shot towards Chu Mo like an arrow leaving the bow.

Chu Mo stood there proudly, quietly watching Rong He Song, the Scrap sword in his hands slowly raised, ready for battle.

Since this fellow didn't know what was good for him and still wanted to fight, Chu Mo didn't mind completely crippling him.

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