Chapter 617 A sword shocks everyone

"Everyone, prepare and gather all your strength to block this blow for Chen Mo!" Ji Wuya shouted.

Just when several people were about to die, Chen Mo's voice sounded faintly: "Don't worry, they can't kill me."

Chen Mo pinched the lotus with his hands and fingered it, with an enigmatic smile on his lips, like a Buddha smiling at the vicissitudes of the world.

A golden light radiated from Chen Mo's body and turned into an eight-foot-tall Vajra shadow, firmly protecting Chen Mo in the middle.

Chen Mo clearly didn't speak, but a majestic and domineering voice echoed in the sky, seeming to directly ring in everyone's minds.

"The body of the Immovable King of Ming, the body of the Immovable King of Ming..."

Arthur's sword in the stone, the red-robed archbishop's scarab, Pude's full blow, and the disappearing Armandi.

The attack of any one of these four people is no less than a full-strength strike from a master at the peak of the God-seeing Realm. The combined attacks of the four people are comparable to a full-strength strike from a true divine-realm warrior!

Chen Mo did not dare to be careless and used the Immovable King's body in "The Great Ming King's Immovable Mountain Curse" to defend himself. This was a spell that had not been broken even in the Azure Dragon's Water-covering Formation.

Lei Zhan looked at the golden shadow on Chen Mo's body and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"This is magic. Chen Mo turns out to be a magic master!" Ji Wuya said in surprise.

Arthur's sword in the stone was the first to attack.

The huge stone sword was surrounded by black energy, and shadows of wronged souls appeared faintly around it. The space trembled as they passed by.

The huge sword in the stone struck Chen Mo's Fudo Mingwang method, making a dull sound like a drum. No matter how hard Arthur tried, he could not break Chen Mo's defense.

However, Chen Mo's Immortal King Dharma Body became a little darker, and it was obvious that it had also suffered a big impact.

The red-robed archbishop's attack came second. The scarab was filled with light and became the size of a person. The milky white holy light seemed to be able to purify all things and flew quickly towards Chen Mo.

Wherever the scarab passed, everything was washed away, and even the energy of heaven and earth in the space was squeezed out by the powerful holy power emanating from the scarab.

Finally, the scarab hit Chen Mo's Fudou Mingwang method.

Chen Mo's Immovable King Dharma Body seemed to have shrunk in size, but it was still strong.

The third attack arrived. Pu De transformed into a giant bear, which was a head taller than Chen Mo's Immovable King Dharmakaya. Pu De came to Chen Mo's side, directly raised his fist like a mountain, and smashed it at Chen Mo savagely.

Boom!

A sound similar to the bells of an ancient temple resounded throughout the world, shocking everyone with stars in their eyes and feeling like their souls were almost leaving their bodies.

Pu De groaned and was knocked upside down by the shock. However, Chen Mo's Immovable King Dharma Body was still strong, but it was smaller again.

Finally, a ray of fog appeared behind Chen Mo, and Amandi's figure appeared like a ghost. In his hand, he actually held a spear with cold light.

Gopra looked at Amandi in the sky and exclaimed: "The Spear of Aga Glaze!"

At the same time, Ji Wuya's expression also changed drastically. He looked at the spear in Amandi's hand and exclaimed: "Spear of Death!"

Lei Zhan asked in confusion: "What is the Spear of Death?"

Ji Wuya explained: "The Spear of Death, also known as the Spear of Agar Glazed, is an artifact in the hands of the God of Death in the Western mythological era of the last century. Legend has it that no one who is targeted by the Spear of Agar Glazed can ever escape.

It’s fallen!”

"If it's so powerful, can it defeat Chen Mo's technique?" Zhang Zhen asked nervously.

Ji Wuya shook his head: "I don't know, the legendary spear of death is indestructible, and almost nothing can defend it!"

Zhang Zhen suddenly took a step forward, and Ji Wuya shouted hurriedly: "What are you doing? It's not your turn to go!"

Zhang Zhen looked at Ji Wuya with a serious face and grinned: "Team leader, before I came in, I made a bet with Chen Mo to compare our performance in the Five Kingdoms battlefield. I lost, and I lost miserably, but

I’m not willing to give in, let me go, at least let me retain my last dignity!”

Ji Wuya looked at Zhang Zhen with a hint of pain in his eyes. He turned away and nodded seriously.

Zhang Zhen laughed loudly and said, "Thank you, team leader!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhen took long strides and walked in front of a few people. There was a trace of tragedy in his figure, just like a warrior who was about to die generously.

In the air, the spear of death in Amandi's hand had absorbed enough power and was thrown towards Chen Mo.

That's it now!

Zhang Zhen laughed loudly, laughing boldly, and rushed towards the front of the spear of death.

Zhang Zhen looked at Chen Mo and grinned.

Chen Mo looked at him. Although he didn't speak, Chen Mo understood what he wanted to express.

He was saying: "Chen Mo, I didn't lose to you!"

Ji Wuya turned away and couldn't bear to look.

"Alas!" Lei Zhan sighed, stood up and saluted.

Chen Mo's face was calm, neither sad nor happy. A golden light flew out from the Lumen and intercepted Zhang Zhen, blocking the spear of death.

boom!

It was obviously just the collision of two weapons, but it made a loud noise.

The spear of death was shaken and flew backwards, and Armandi was also shaken so much that she vomited blood and flew back.

But Chen Mo still had a calm expression on his face, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword was hovering above his head, as if nothing had happened.

"Blocked? What is that? Flying sword?" Lei Zhan half-opened his mouth, but could not close it for a long time.

Ji Wuya looked at Chen Mo with deep shock in his eyes. He seemed to understand why the superior would personally recommend Chen Mo.

After a while, Zhang Zhen seemed to wake up from a dream. Looking at Chen Mo, who was standing quietly, he knew that he had lost, and that he had lost completely.

However, Zhang Zhen felt that his loss was worth it. He lost, but China won.

"Hahaha, Chen Mo, I lost, and I am convinced that I lost!" Zhang Zhen laughed loudly, with a sense of pride and relief in his laughter.

Chen Mo looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly curved. From the moment Zhang Zhen decided to block the spear of death for him, he was worthy of Chen Mo's eyes.

Chen Mo looked like a god or a demon, standing in the air and staring coldly at the people from the four countries.

"Are you still trying?" Chen Mo's voice was cold, as if it came from nine days away.

Arthur, Pude, Amandi, the red-robed archbishop, and Gopra all looked at Chen Mo with solemn expressions.

There was a hint of fear in their eyes.

"One person resists the siege of the strongest people from the four countries. What level of strength does this person have?"

Gopura suddenly looked at the red-robed archbishop, with a look of inquiry in his eyes: "This kind of strength? Could it be that... he has already..."

The red-robed archbishop nodded solemnly: "He has reached that level!"

Arthur looked at Chen Mo and murmured to himself: "The realm of true gods!"

In the Chinese martial arts world, it is called the realm of gods. In the eyes of Western extraordinary people, it is the true god!

Chen Mo is not a true god at the moment, but he is better than a true god!

Chen Mo's eyes scanned the crowd again, and finally, his eyes fixed on Gopura, and said coldly: "I know you still have a powerful power hidden in you, now, do you want to show it out?"
Chapter completed!