"What else? What else do you want? " Chu Mo had a playful expression on his face as he looked at Zhu Hong. He couldn't help but admire this person's shamelessness in his heart. To be able to say such a thing without batting an eyelid, he could really be considered a talent.
"Otherwise, not only will this Daoist make you die without a complete corpse, but I will also torture you to death!" As Zhu Hong spoke, he glanced at Fang Lan who was beside Chu Mo. "As for this little girl … Hehehe, this Daoist will reluctantly accept her. She can be a foot washing maid or a bed warming maid or something. It's not bad."
"Shameless!" Coldly, Fang Lan looked at Zhu Hong, her eyes filled with resentment. She hated that there were so many shameless people in this world. She also hated that her strength was too weak. If she became strong one day, this kind of people … she would kill every one of them she saw!
"Hehe, your temper is quite fierce. But this Daoist's favorite thing to do is to drink strong wine, ride strong horses, and strong women. Hahahaha!" Zhu Hong laughed complacently, completely ignoring the killing intent in the eyes of the two people in front of him.
When a rabbit is anxious, its eyes will also reveal killing intent. But in the end, it's still a rabbit, so what's the use?
As Zhu Hong spoke, the aura of the Nascent Soul realm instantly erupted from his body, directly crushing towards Chu Mo and Fang Lan.
Fang Lan's expression suddenly changed, and her breathing became hurried. The aura of the Nascent Soul realm was not something she could contend against.
At this time, Chu Mo didn't say anything. He directly took a step forward and completely blocked the aura that erupted from Zhu Hong's body. Then, he looked at Zhu Hong and said indifferently, "You're that Zhu Hong who killed many people from the three great clans in the ruins of the Clear Void Sect in Silken City?"
Zhu Hong was slightly startled. What surprised him wasn't the words of the person in front of him, but that this person was actually able to block his aura and face him without batting an eyelid!
How is it possible for a Golden Core cultivator to do this?
Zhu Hong was a very cautious person. As a rogue cultivator, his notoriety spread far and wide, yet he was still able to live so comfortably, causing countless people to tremble in fear. He was naturally not a rookie like Ouyang Pingfeng who hadn't experienced many battles. Zhu Hong rolled his eyes and sized up Chu Mo. Coldly, he asked, "Who are you? How do you know about this? "
"I'm just a good person who sees injustice on the road," Chu Mo said lightly.
"Hahahaha, you're courting death!" Zhu Hongzheng smiled and suddenly attacked Chu Mo. A beam of light, carrying a blazing aura, shot directly at Chu Mo!
Zhu Hong cultivated fire attribute spells. Otherwise, he would not have been so desperate for the drop of True Phoenix blood in the Qingxu Sect ruins. Not only could that drop of True Phoenix Blood change his physique, but it could also increase his attack power. It would allow him to undergo a complete transformation.
The beam of light arrived in front of Chu Mo in almost an instant. The heat contained within the beam of light was shocking. Ordinary Cultivators, even peak Nascent Soul Cultivators, would not dare to recklessly face this beam of light head-on!
Chu Mo activated the Five Elements Platform. The Five Elements Fire area on the Five Elements Platform shone brightly, instantly transforming Chu Mo's body into a Five Elements Fire Physique.
This beam of light directly hit Chu Mo's chest!
With the Ancestor Realm Physique, coupled with the Five Elements Essence Fire Physique, Zhu Hong's attack had no effect on Chu Mo at all!
If the spell attack was broken, it wouldn't even be able to cause any damage.
Zhu Hong clearly did not expect this result. He was immediately shocked and wanted to retreat.
But it was too late!
Because the Heaven Splitter in Chu Mo's hand had already slashed in front of his eyes!
This slash was simply too fast!
Like a beam of light!
Actually, in the instant Zhu Hong made his move, Chu Mo had already made his move too!
Zhu Hong's sure-kill attack missed, but Chu Mo's attack also arrived and did not miss.
At the critical juncture, Zhu Hong let out a loud roar, forcefully dodging the slash that was originally aimed at his head just a little bit …
Crack!
Chu Mo's slash directly chopped on Zhu Hong's shoulder.
Zhu Hong's entire arm fell with the sound!
He did not have the Ancestor Realm Physique and could not block Chu Mo's slash at all.
Fresh blood flowed down Zhu Hong's shoulder. Zhu Hong let out a scream and turned around, wanting to escape.
Not to mention that this person in front of him was just a Golden Core cultivator, even if he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Zhu Hong only had one thought right now: Run!
For him to be able to live until today unscathed, it was absolutely not a fluke. Caution was one aspect, but being quick-witted and reacting quickly … was also one of his great strengths. With this kind of character, Zhu Hong was practically always successful in the past and rarely suffered any major losses.
But today, he could be considered to have met his nemesis!
As if it was destined by fate, in the past, he was always the one who blocked the road and robbed those cultivators, teasing them like a cat catching a mouse. But today, the roles were reversed.
The Sky Splitter in Chu Mo's hand seemed to have a life of its own as it slashed horizontally …
The incomparably heavy and peerlessly sharp blade ruthlessly cut into Zhu Hong's waist, directly cutting Zhu Hong's body into two pieces.
Zhu Hong let out an extremely shrill scream. He simply could not believe that he, a mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator, who was about to reach the high-level Nascent Soul stage, would actually be defeated so miserably in the hands of a Golden Core stage cultivator.
The Nascent Soul in his dantian was also directly cut in half with the Sky Splitter's attack. The vast energy was absorbed by the Sky Splitter.
Zhu Hong, who only had half of his body left, did not die immediately. His face was rapidly aging, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear. He did not understand why this young man had such strong combat strength.
"You … who are you?" Zhu Hong used his remaining arm to support half of his body. The powerful vitality and unwillingness of the Nascent Soul stage supported him as he stared fixedly at Chu Mo.
"Didn't I say that I'm a good person that upholds justice on behalf of the heavens?" Chu Mo looked indifferently at Zhu Hong and smiled. "Originally, I wanted to bury him here, but it's still lacking a little blood sacrifice. It just so happens that … it's not bad to use a mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator as a blood sacrifice."
"You …" Zhu Hong was exasperated. He was originally bitterly holding on, and at this moment, he was almost angered to death by Chu Mo.
"Zhu Hong, even if you don't remember the enmity of the past, but today, you want to kill me and seize my treasure when we're complete strangers, and you even want to humiliate my disciple. Just based on this, you deserve death. " Chu Mo looked at Zhu Hong. "Not to mention that because you couldn't find me, you vented your rage on the three great clans of Silken City and killed so many of their people. It almost caused the three great clans to completely collapse. This enmity started because of me, and ended because of me. Since you've cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, you should understand that there is karma in this world. "
"So … you … are … Chu Mo …" Zhu Hong's eyes instantly opened wide as he looked at Chu Mo with disbelief. Then, his eyes rolled back as he spat out a mouthful of blood and breathed his last.
Fang Lan stood at the side and was dumbstruck as she watched. She had already worked very hard to improve the formidable image of her master in her heart, but now she suddenly discovered that her master was far more formidable than she imagined … by many times!
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