Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

For a moment, the entire sea area was plunged into riots, the sea water was boiling, and the waves were rolling!

"Hahaha!"

An Hengsheng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his face was full of complacency, as if he was sure of victory.

"It's just an ant, it doesn't know how to live or die!"

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword returned to his side, exuding endless killing intent, making the void tremble.

"is it?"

Chu Mo glanced at An Hensheng lightly.

"Huh?" An Hate's complexion changed slightly.

"die!"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Mo soared into the sky with a long sword in his hand.

An Hensheng just wanted to sacrifice the Blood-devouring Demon Sword to counterattack, but suddenly his heart faltered.

Chu Mo's attack was already imminent.

Bang bang bang!

An Hensheng hurriedly raised his arms to parry, but was knocked back hundreds of meters!

"how is this possible!"

An Hensheng's eyes widened like copper bells.

All this happened in an instant.

"Nothing is Impossible!"

Chu Mo's tone was flat, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Chu Mo moved again!

He was flowing like a ghost, and he was forced to the left side of An Hengsheng in an instant!

call out! !

The sword light streaked across, and the piercing sword light tore through the air.

Chi Chi Chi! !

Wherever the sword light came, the space distorted and shattered, turning into a vacuum.

"What a powerful sword energy!!"

An Hate's face was terrified, and he hurriedly sacrificed the Blood-devouring Demon Sword to resist!

Bang bang bang! !

Sword shadows filled the sky, and the terrifying sword gang raged, shaking the space to explode.

Although An Hensheng barely defended against Chu Mo's attack, he was forced to retreat in embarrassment every time.

"How is it possible!? I actually lost to a mid-term feudal marquis?"

Dark hate students are horrified.

Chu Mo's strength exceeded his expectations!

"Death to this seat!"

Angrily turned into anger, he gritted his teeth and urged the Blood-devouring Demon Sword with all his strength.

In an instant, the Blood-devouring Demon Sword erupted with even brighter blood lights.

boom! !

The blood light soared into the sky, carrying unparalleled terrifying power!

This sword is three points stronger than before, enough to behead the peak of the king-sealing realm!

"Die!"

He sneered coldly with hatred, and a strong hostility flashed in his eyes, frantically urging the Blood-devouring Demon Sword.

Chu Mo frowned.

"Just in time!"

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and a small black sword manifested out of thin air, exuding a chilling and evil aura.

"Is it the Blood-devouring Demon Sword?"

Chu Mo smiled lightly:

"Then let me try the sword with you!"

As soon as the words fell, he flicked his fingers.

clang!

With a crisp sound, the Blood-devouring Demon Sword was immediately intercepted by the small black sword.

"What?" An Hate's eyelids twitched wildly.

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword is a magical treasure that he spent his whole life refining to perfection, yet it was blocked by someone?

What kind of sword is this? It seems to be a magic weapon!

An Hensheng's eyes were cold, staring at the little black sword.

The sword moved, the sword chanted and clattered!

The clang of the sword is shocking!

Chu Mo opened his lips lightly and spoke clearly:

"kill!"

Buzz!

The killing sword buzzed, and the whole body was filled with black light, like pouring ink, it was breathtaking.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring, and the sword energy is soaring!

This fierce aura is even more terrifying than the bloodthirsty sword of Ananhensheng!

"What? How could this be?"

An Hate was stunned, and a turbulent sea was set off in his heart!

He only felt that he was stared at by an ancient fierce beast, and his whole body was covered with chills.

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword was refined from various hidden places and corpses that he spent half his life in.

This sword can be called a peerless fierce weapon, it is so fierce that it can kill gods and saints!

An Hatesheng believed that even if a False God stood in front of it, he could not escape death!

I thought it was enough to crush the opponent, but who knows that the opponent has endless tricks!

"This sword...what is it? Why does it feel familiar!"

The more Anhensheng watched, the more frightened he became.

In the blink of an eye, the sword glow soared, attacking with fierce murderous intent!

puff! !

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword was sent flying.

And that sword glow remained undiminished, and it slashed straight at Anhensheng!

Pfft!

The sword flashed by, the blood shot out, and the screams were shrill!

An Hensheng's chest was pierced, bloody and bloody, almost split in two!

"Ahhhhh!!"

He howled in pain from deep hatred, inexplicably frightened and angry!

He, a powerful man at the pinnacle of the kingship realm, was actually injured?

Moreover, the opponent obviously kept his hand, it was not a fatal blow, otherwise he would have died long ago!

"You...why spare my life?"

An Hatesheng held back the pain, his eyes full of resentment.

"Forgive you?"

"joke!"

Chu Mo shook his head, snorted coldly, with contempt on his face.

"You think too much! I just don't bother to kill you!"

"You!!" An Hate was furious.

He is a powerful man at the peak of the King Conferring Realm, but he is actually looked down upon by a Marquis Conferring Realm...

It's a shame!

"The kid wants to die!!"

Angrily filled with hatred, he used all his strength to attack Chu Mo.

"Unbelievable!"

With an indifferent expression, Chu Mo urged the black sword again.

The little black sword was stained with the blood of Anhensheng, and suddenly trembled violently, exuding a more majestic and terrifying power!

Buzz!

The void buzzes endlessly!

Wisps of black mist filled the surrounding area, covering An Hensheng's figure.

"what?"

Dark hatred suddenly changes color, and the souls of the dead are all in danger!

This weird black mist gave him a hint of danger!

Swish swish! !

The black mist quickly condensed into thick vines, wrapped around his waist, shoulders, and legs... In the blink of an eye, he was tightly bound.

"This...what the hell is this!"

Anhensheng was terrified to the extreme.

Chu Mo flipped his right palm and threw the Blood-devouring Demon Sword into the black mist.

Immediately urging the small black sword, he let out a low growl: "Suppress me!"

Rumble!

The black mist violently churned, like boiling hot soup.

There was a violent shaking, followed by—

Whoa!

The Blood-devouring Demon Sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

At the same time, An Hensheng's screams came over.

Chu Mo's eyes flickered, and he immediately walked to the side of the black mist.

The black mist churned endlessly, and it took an unknown amount of time before the scene inside was revealed.

I saw that An Hensheng's clothes were torn, his skin was cracked, and his blood was mottled.

If it wasn't for his physical strength, he would have died on the spot!

At its feet, there is a huge pit, as deep as Zhang Xu.

And there, An Hensheng was curled up, trembling, looking at Chu Mo in fear!

At this moment, the Blood-devouring Demon Sword has been completely swallowed by the black mist, and it is gloomy and lost its brilliance.

And the small black sword with an elbow length and the size of two fingers originally had a handle that swelled several times!

Its whole body is black and crystal clear, carved like a crystal, and overflowing with a sharp sword blade.

The small black sword swayed slightly, like a living thing, it was daunting!

"This……"

An Hate was so frightened that he was out of his wits!

Was the Blood-devouring Demon Sword destroyed like this? !

He couldn't believe it was true!

This is the Blood-devouring Demon Sword that he devoted his whole life to forging! !

"Damn!!"

With a roar of hatred, he turned around and ran!

He didn't expect that the person in front of him had such treacherous means, that he could destroy his strongest weapon with one blow!

and……

His strength is much higher than his own! !

This is a hard stubble, you must run away quickly!

"Just want to run now? It's too late!"

Chu Mo's eyes were cold, his body flickered, and he disappeared in place.

next moment.

scoff!

An Hensheng could only feel the strong wind whistling in his ears, and a black shadow flashed before his eyes...