Chapter 632 The Heaven-cutting Style of the Nine Swords of the Great Dao

The warriors were shocked by Nangong Yu's strength, and even the old monsters looked in awe.

However, Chen Mo stood quietly on the ground, looking at Nangong Yu who was holding up two small suns with both hands, his face was indifferent, neither sad nor happy.

"The divine realm of a warrior is indeed extraordinary, but it is only the preliminary control of the rules of the world. I was careless just now and was caught off guard by you. Now it will not be so easy."

Nangong Yu laughed wildly and said, "Really? Then let me see what else you can do, Master Chen?"

Nangong Yu's laughter was full of contempt, as if he believed that Chen Mo was just bluffing.

Chen Mo didn't argue, his mind moved.

Groan!

With a crisp cry, the Sky-Destroying Sword circled around Chen Mo, like a bird that had just been released from its cage.

"Xuan Dao Sect's sword-immortal technique has never been used since my rebirth. I will test the sword with you today!"

A flash of surprise flashed across Nangong Yu's face: "Is this a flying sword?"

"I didn't expect you to still have hidden methods, but so what? In the face of real power, all your methods are just a laughing stock!"

"Whether it is a laughing stock or not, you will know after you try it!"

Chen Mo looked at Nangong Yu with a solemn expression. He slowly raised his hands, pointing his index and middle fingers together into swords, then crossed them across his chest, and then drew out towards Nangong Yu.

"The Nine Swords of the Great Dao..."

"Jie, Tian, ​​Shi!"

Wow!

The azure light of the Sky-Destroying Sword suddenly became powerful, and it suddenly turned into a giant sword that was dozens of feet high. And in front of Chen Mo, a huge figure of a swordsman in blue suddenly appeared.

The green-robed swordsman held the huge Heaven-Slaying Sword in one hand and looked back at Chen Mo. He looked very similar to Chen Mo.

At this moment, Chen Mo was also holding a sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword facing down, exactly the same as the posture of the huge swordsman in blue shirt.

The surrounding warriors looked at this scene with their eyes almost falling out of shock.

"Here, what kind of trick is this? A spell or a martial skill?"

Even those old monsters were still sluggish at this moment. They had never seen Chen Mo's methods before.

Nangong Yu looked at the huge blue-shirted swordsman in front of him, with a hint of panic in his eyes, but he did not believe that a warrior who had not reached the divine realm could have any powerful moves.

"Humph, it's just a bluff, I can crush him with one blow!"

After saying that, Nangong Yu fiercely waved his fists at Chen Mo: "The scorching sun shines!"

Chen Mo stood quietly, and the huge swordsman in blue shirt also stood quietly, looking at the two huge suns with an expressionless face.

Suddenly, Chen Mo moved and lightly drew the long sword in his hand towards the sky.

The huge swordsman in blue clothes also moved, and the huge blue light sword in his hand also slashed towards the sky.

However, there was nothing unusual about that sword. It was like a child playing with a wooden sword, without feeling any power at all.

Nangong Yu was even more convinced in his judgment that Chen Mo was bluffing.

"Hahaha, Master Chen, your sword is nothing more than that! I have entered the realm of gods. I am the sky. In this world, I am the master. Any resistance you have is in vain!"

Chen Mo ignored it, but stood there quietly looking at the two little suns that were about to set, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

The two little suns passed through the huge figure of the swordsman in blue without any hindrance and continued to fall towards Chen Mo. However, the figure of the swordsman in green disappeared at this time.

"Haha, I told you a long time ago that it was just a bluff. In this case, Master Chen, just go and die!" Nangong Yu's excited voice roared in the sky.

The surrounding warriors were also extremely disappointed: "I originally thought that Master Chen had some special skills, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be an embroidered pillow. It looks good but is useless!"

"Alas, Master Chen will definitely die now!"

The warriors were not optimistic about Chen Mo, and even Chen Guoliang and others looked desperate. They felt that Chen Mo was about to lose.

Just as the two huge little suns were about to hit Chen Mo, a voice suddenly echoed in the sky.

"The immortal is here to cut the sky, the immortal is here to cut the sky, the immortal is here to cut the sky..."

A green light spot suddenly appeared in front of the two small suns, and as the green light grew larger and larger, it finally turned into an even larger blue giant sword.

Chen Mo said calmly: "So what if you are the sky? I have a sword that can cut the sky!"

The huge cyan lightsaber chopped off the two small suns with one strike, and then quickly slashed at Nangong Yu without losing force.

Nangong Yu didn't have time to resist, and was directly crushed by the giant green sword.

"impossible!"

A dazzling light flashed, Nangong Yu's body disappeared, and the huge blue lightsaber also disappeared.

Nangong Yu's terrified and unwilling roar still echoed in the sky.

The Nine Swords of the Great Dao are not martial arts moves, nor magical powers, but the sword immortal attack method of Xuan Dao Sect. This kind of attack can only be used by sword immortals, or people who have practiced the magical power of flying swords.

Chen Mo has been practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Art, but his cultivation is still shallow and he has never dared to use this kind of attack method of the Sword Immortal. However, Chen Mo has now cultivated the Ten Thousand Swords Art to the peak of the second level, and has the potential to break through to the third level.

The trend, coupled with being forced by Nangong Yu, finally came up with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

The Sword Immortal's attack has always been the most powerful attack among immortal cultivators, and now Chen Mo has confirmed this. If Chen Mo's Wan Jian Jue reaches the ninth level, then this sword will really be able to cut the sky.

"Win, win?" The warriors around them rubbed their eyes, somewhat in disbelief.

"Win!"

The old monsters said in a deep voice, looking at Chen Mo with deep fear in their eyes.

"This sword is not a human sword at all. It can only be cast by a real immortal. Although Master Chen's strength is not at the divine level, it is better than the divine level!"

"Yes, it's not difficult to kill a god with just this sword!"

"Let's go. After this battle, I'm afraid the Chinese martial arts world will soon change!"

"That's right, it seems that you still remember the legend from back then. The realm of gods emerged and ancient martial arts appeared. Now that the realm of gods has emerged, I am afraid that the ancient martial arts world will soon appear in full force!"

"Don't be unreasonable for now. The ancient martial arts world has not appeared for hundreds of years. We don't know whether it exists or not. Maybe this legend is just a joke?"

The warriors left one after another. Chen Mo stood there and couldn't help coughing.

"Although the Sword Immortal's attack methods are extremely powerful, they also consume too much spiritual energy. No wonder the lowest level Sword Immortal has to be at the Nascent Soul Realm. With my strength at the Qi Condensation Realm, I am afraid I can only use

Draw a sword!"

"Xiao Mo!" Li Sufang shouted worriedly, rushed forward with tears streaming down her face, and hugged Chen Mo.

"Let me see if you're okay!" Li Sufang held Chen Mo's face with both hands and looked up and down with worry.

Chen Mo coughed twice and said with a smile: "I'm fine. I'm sorry for making my mother worry!"

Chen Jingye supported Chen Guoliang and walked over.
Chapter completed!