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This was special, he was clearly carrying a Holy Instrument Dragoncry Sword, yet he actually took out a broken sword that looked like it could not even cut vegetables, no, it was an iron grade equipment, what kind of meaning was this!
Tong Junming felt extremely humiliated, and shouted: "Chu Mo, what do you mean?"
Chu Mo pretended not to understand and asked: "What do you mean?"
Tong Junming shouted: "What do you mean by taking out such a crappy thing?"
Chu Mo immediately raised his eyebrows, and spoke with righteousness: "Hey, Brother Tong, you better watch your words! As a swordsman, swords are my pride. You can insult me, but you absolutely cannot insult my sword! Even if you are my opponent, you can't insult my sword like this. I want you to apologize to my sword! "
Chu Mo's tone was so serious and his expression was so serious, it seemed as if he was talking about something sacred and inviolable.
However, the moment they saw the tattered Scrap sword in his hands, the entire scene changed. No matter how serious a person was, they would not be able to be serious.
"Puchi!"
Yuezheng Hanrui really could not hold it back and laughed out loud. He laughed so hard that he almost could not straighten his back and thought: "Chu Mo, oh Chu Mo, don't say anymore. Do you want me to die laughing so you can inherit my position as the Princess?"
Tong Junming became even more direct, and unrestrainedly said scornfully: "Sword? That broken thing in your hand is actually called a sword? Even saying that it's a farmhouse's firewood chopping knife is enough to make others believe it! "
Chu Mo's face fell and he said: "Chopping firewood? Hmph, Tong Junming, let me tell you the truth, this sword was specially bestowed to me by a Great Senior, you are insulting the Senior Saint whom I respect the most! "
The words were not wrong, Chu Mo's Scrap sword was indeed gifted to him by a Great Senior.
That Great Senior was also the master of the Sun Cliff, Wu Yazi. He had quite a reputation even in the distant Southern Continent.
It was just that, back then when Wu Yazi gifted the sword over, it was not because the sword was very strong, but because he didn't want Chu Mo to rely too much on the Dragoncry Holy Sword.
In other words, to Wu Yazi, this Scrap sword was nothing more than a real Scrap sword!
However, Chu Mo still treated this Scrap sword as a treasure and had to take it out every single time they fought. It was unknown if he truly felt that this sword was useful, or if he was intentionally provoking his opponent.
Of course, if Tong Junming knew about this, he would definitely think of it as the latter.
Tong Junming was too lazy to argue with Chu Mo, and bellowed: "Fine, since you insist, then so be it, I want to see what you look like when you regret being so arrogant."
Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders and said: "Don't worry, I, Chu Mo will never regret this!"
"If that's the case, then let's do it!"
With that, Tong Junming no longer hesitated, and suddenly rushed out.
His movement technique was upright and upright, and his speed was as fast as lightning. He arrived in front of Chu Mo, folded his fan and pointed it forward, allowing the ice blue blade to pierce straight out, straight towards Chu Mo's chest.
This strike, no matter if it was the movement skill or Swordsmanship, was flawless and perfect to the extreme.
Facing this perfect sword strike, Chu Mo had no way of dodging or retreating, he could only fight!
Since they were going to fight, they had to enter!
Chu Mo's left foot moved forward!
This step was very small, only a few feet long!
However, just as he took that small step, Chu Mo's body suddenly changed shapes. Both of his legs bent slightly into bows, and his aura instantly soared as the Long sword pierced out from the right side, surpassing his left foot that had just taken a step forward.
Tong Junming's sword pierced directly towards him from the other side, like a dragon coming out of the ocean, it was incomparably domineering!
Chu Mo's sword thrust forward as fast as lightning!
Neither of them retreated!
Neither of them dodged!
The two of them, were both Long sword thrust forward!
'Clang! 'a loud sound was heard.
The blade in front of the folding fan clashed with the Scrap sword's tip, and a sharp sound of metal striking stone burst out!
With a loud explosion, the tip of the two swords released a powerful shockwave that spread out in all directions and blew away all the nearby sand and stones, turning them into a powerful shock wave that swept in all directions.
Countless strong winds whistled, and the hair of the two people standing opposite of each other fluttered backwards. Pieces of wind swirled around the Clothes, fluttering in the air.
However, the two of them did not move. Their eyes were as bright as the stars as they stared straight at each other!
"Bang!"
All of a sudden, the power of the two sword tips finally exploded. It was as if a drum had landed in their hearts.
As expected, Tong Junming and Chu Mo moved at the same time, holding onto their swords, they rushed to stab towards each other.
The two of them held their swords as they moved forward. The edges of their swords were pressed tightly against each other as they intersected. Their targets were both aimed at each other's wrists.
In the blink of an eye, their sword tips were only a millimeter away from each other's wrists.
Once the sword cut the wrist, he would definitely be seriously injured. Not only that, the wound would be caused by the sword in his hand. If he had no other choice, he absolutely could not!
In this crucial moment, Tong Junming and Chu Mo's gazes finally intersected, as though they were silently speaking thousands of words, but in reality, they only had one topic, and that was: Who wants to give up first!
Chu Mo's gaze was extremely firm, like a calm lake, without any ripples at all. His meaning was extremely clear: I will make you give way, this daddy will be ruthless, I definitely won't let you go!
Tong Junming understood and was therefore at a loss!
F * ck, are you letting me or not!?