It's a pity that Yu Mo is not the three of Buddha's sons. The mountain owner can escape from under the eyes of the three, but it is impossible for them to escape from under the eyes of Yu Mo.

Yu Mo directly ignored Hou Yuan and swept past him, the strong wind blowing Hou Yuan couldn't keep his eyes open.

Before Hou Yuan could rejoice, he heard Yu Mo shout, "You three catch Hou Yuan."

Hou Yuan was like falling into an ice cave, there really aren't so many good things in the world, Yu Mo didn't do anything to him, but left him with the three.

Hou Yuan's one-to-three match was of course not an opponent. Moreover, the appearance of Yu Mo completely defeated the confidence of Hou Yuan and the God of Swords, and greatly reduced their combat effectiveness.

The three were overjoyed and quickly caught up: "Don't worry, Hou Yuan can't escape."

In a blink of an eye, the three had already blocked Hou Yuan.

Hou Yuan was in despair, looked at the three in despair, and even forgot to resist.

"Hou Yuan, accept your fate, you can't escape, and the same goes for the God of Swords, don't make unnecessary struggles, otherwise, you will inevitably suffer more flesh and blood."

Hou Yuan didn't say a word, and when he saw the three approaching, his momentum seemed to be taken away, and he said, "I admit defeat, I won't run away!"

The God of Swords didn't care about Hou Yuan's life or death. The moment he appeared in Yu Mo, he knew that he couldn't stay for a long time and had to escape as quickly as possible.

To be honest, he regretted it a little, why didn't he just run away before, why did he have to kill those three people, it was a waste of time.

Otherwise, it would not have become a bereaved dog and escaped so hard as it is now.

The Sword God escaped from the water pool and was galloping fast, but he didn't hear any movement behind him. With a move in his heart, could it be that he really got rid of Yu Mo?

He was apprehensive and turned his head to look subconsciously, but his frightened soul was almost gone.

Yu Mo was close at hand, following behind him, only a few meters apart, like a ghost, inseparable.

This distance was so close to them, Yu Mo wanted to make a move, but he had already stopped him.

But Yu Mo didn't do it, he was clearly playing with him and watching him perform.

Yu Mo smiled at the God of Swords and said, "God of Swords, keep running away, don't stop."

The Sword God wanted to die, and he shouted, "Yu Mo, what are you doing?"

Yu Mo shrugged and said, "Look at your escape, see where you can escape, and see when you're out of strength."

The God of Sword rolled his eyes and almost got lucky.

"By the way, I forgot to remind you that your wounds are really special. There are two holes in the upper shoulder and one hole in the lower leg. You are ingenious. Are you looking for symmetry? There are wounds on the top and bottom."

The Sword God wanted to vomit blood, but had no strength to answer.

"Since it is necessary to be symmetrical, then there is still a wound on your other leg, so that the upper and lower two are truly symmetrical." Yu Mo said meaningfully.

Dao Shen's heart trembled, and suddenly had an ominous premonition, and cried out: "What are you doing?"

"Don't do anything, make your wound a little symmetrical."

As soon as the voice fell, a sword light flew out from Yu Mo's hand.

puff!

Blood blossoms immediately bloomed on the only intact leg of the God of Swords.

The God of Sword's legs softened, he stumbled, and fell directly into the snow, hitting the sky with snowflakes flying, and he was embarrassed.

He didn't care about the pain, he got up quickly, jumped up and down and fled out.

Yu Mo nodded slightly and said in a serious manner, "This time it's more symmetrical, it's really pleasing to the eye."

Seeing that the God of Swords showed no sign of stopping, Yu Mo added, "God of Swords, you are really disabled and strong, you are injured from top to bottom, and you can still run so fast, which is admirable."

As Yu Mo said, he strolled in the courtyard and walked directly side by side with the God of Swords.

No matter how fast the Sword God escaped, Yu Mo kept chasing him and looked at him sideways, as if he was watching a monkey show.

"Knife God, I also want to remind you that your wound is bleeding all the time. Do you think you will dry up the blood in the end, and then die?" Yu Mo reminded kindly.

The God of Swords hurriedly looked down, and saw blood spilled all the way, dyed red with white snow, especially dazzling in this silver-clad world.

He hurriedly tried to stop the blood.

But as soon as he stopped the blood, the poison broke out, and the blood surged again.

It was dark in front of him, and he almost fainted.

"Knife God, do you think you will become the first master of the Martial Emperor Realm who bleeds to death in the Tianwu world? Wow, now you are famous, don't worry, after you die, I will definitely promote you. The glorious deeds must be known to the world."

Yu Mo's words pierced his heart, and the God of Sword was not only bleeding from the wound, but also bleeding from his heart.

Pfft!

Suddenly, he staggered under his feet, tripped over a large tree that fell to the ground, and fell out and rolled for a few laps before stopping.

Yu Mo stood beside him, the sword **** suddenly sat up, his fists kept pounding the ground, and he screamed: "Ah, I'm not reconciled, why is this happening!"

Yu Mo squatted down and looked straight at him, the two of them were close at hand.

"Why didn't you run away? Your blood hasn't dried up yet."

"I won't run away, I really won't run away."

The God of Sword looked at Yu Mo. At this moment, Yu Mo's image in his mind changed drastically, like a devil, and it became a nightmare that lingered in his heart.

Yu Mo was taken aback: "Knife God, you can't say such discouraged words, you are a dignified swordsman, how can you give up halfway, you can do it, stand up and continue to escape."

The God of Sword shook his head like a rattle, with tears in his eyes, and said incoherently, "No, I won't run away again, you kill me, kill me, it's over."

The smile on Yu Mo's face gradually solidified, and it became colder than the ice and snow on the ground. He said in a low voice, "God of the sword, do you want to die? Tell you, it's not that easy, I will tolerate it again and again. You, you still want to kill my people and run away while I am leaving, do you know what will happen to you?"

The God of Sword looked at Yu Mo in horror, and saw something that frightened him in his icy eyes.

The God of Swords has not felt fear for a long time.

But at this moment, he was really frightened, and he asked in shock, "...what will happen."

Yu Mo snorted coldly and said, "You'll know right away."

Suddenly, Dao Shen's eyes changed suddenly, and he fell straight down, unable to move, but his whole body was trembling, his muscles were twisted, his eyes were extremely frightened and painful, and he couldn't scream at all, because he could only make a whining sound.

This sound is not sharp, but it is more terrifying than screaming, because it is so painful that it is impossible to scream.

Yu Mo doesn't pity him.

Because, if he falls into the hands of the opponent, the pain may not be less than this. In addition, the Tianwu world is not only targeting Yu Mo, but the entire world.

Yu Mo didn't believe that the Tianwu world was as simple as fighting for the Dao's luck, and there must be some unknown secrets in it.

The three Buddhas and Hou Yuan chased after him. When they saw the God of Swords on the ground, they all gasped in unison. Hou Yuan was petrified and stood motionless.