Then, he closed his eyes slightly, and then muttered: "The old man is only half a step away, and he can be robbed and raided. What kind of resentment and grievances does this have to do with the old man? Tianjianmen... is the old man. The creation has also flourished for a while, but any martial art has a day of decline... On this day, there is no difference between seeing and seeing."

The old man said, sighed: "However, until the old man successfully robbed, the moment before leaving the world... The boy, the old man will definitely find you, destroy you! Also destroy your nine people! Do not think that you Very strong, there is no need to pay the price."

Chu Mo stood in the air, began to understand and began to search.

These disciples of Tian Jianmen, he has no interest, completely do not want to pay attention.

But the foundation of Tianjianmen, he did not want to let go!

If today can't completely destroy the foundation of this day's sword, then in the future, one day, there will be trouble to find the door.

Chu Mo while carrying out the knowledge of the gods, while using the spiritual power to smack the gods and gods, to find a treasure to find someone or something, the sky is the best in the sky.

At this time, the innate strong man who broke a leg, once again rushed toward the side of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo slightly looked at the man: "You are not afraid of death?"

"Small beast, life and happiness, what fear is there? You want to destroy my Tianjian Gate today, I will never agree!" Said, this innate realm, once again shot toward Chu Mo.

"Don't be so pitiful. If you don't have a few times to attack me, I will run to you to retaliate." Chu Mo looked at this person coldly: "Since you want to give up, Then it will be yours!"

Said, in the hands of Chu Mo, suddenly a knife.

Oh heaven!

brush!

Chu Mo has a knife to the strongest in this innate realm.

Revenge!

The innate contemporaneous Tianjianmen strong, originally a pair of angry scorpions, suddenly saw a moment of sorrow.

This amazing sword, not to mention him, even the ordinary monk in the realm of the foundation, can not avoid!

A huge head, rising to the sky.

A cavity of blood, spewing out.

The innate contemporaneous Tianjianmen strong, the body fell from the sky and fell on the square below.

The entire Tianjianmen, a dead!

There is no sound!

At this time, Chu Mo's gaze was aimed at the mountainside of a big mountain in the distance. He said coldly: "How? The disciples and grandchildren are dying out. Are you still hiding in the face and dying?"

After Chu Mo finished, there was no movement at all.

Chu Mo couldn't help but sneer: "At this time, I still have a good fortune? It's really interesting, I don't think of it, the most powerful ancestor is the only one who is shrinking the head turtle..."

boom!

A loud noise, the mountain, collapsed directly, a figure, skyrocketing.

At the same time, there was a roar like a roar: "Small beasts... Who are you talking about?"

An old man with a white hair and a worn robe is awkward and appears in front of Chu Mo. Raising his hand is a palm: "I want to kill you!"

"You have to have that ability to do it!" Chu Mo said, a fist, a bang to the palm of the hand that the white man was photographed.

boom!

A loud noise, Chu Mo's body shape, directly back backwards hundreds of feet.

And this old man who had to be white, also backed up hundreds of feet, looked at Chu Mo with incredible eyes: "How can you have such a powerful force?"

At this time, the disciples on the Tianjianmen Square, like the mourning testers, all seemed to see the hope, with an incomparably eager gaze, looking at the old man who had to be white in the sky.

"Is this the ancestor of our Tianjianmen?"

"I have seen the portrait of my ancestor... exactly like this one!"

"Scorpio...our ancestors still live in this world!"

"The ancestors came out, we are saved!"

"Great! The ancestors have finally come out, we must be saved!"

"The ancestors... killed the beast and avenged the door!"

"Old ancestors..."

In the square, countless disciples of the Jianmen Gate sighed.

The old man who needs to be white, but does not say a word, just staring at Chu Mo coldly, while arrogant in the heart, in the end is which bastard, provoke such a comet? Even the whole Tianjianmen was tired. Now even him... The Tianjianmen’s ancestors are all tired.

If you know who did it, he hates to kill him!

"Kid, you killed so many people in Tianjianmen, isn't it enough? How big is it... so you have to kill the Tianjianmen up and down?" The old man who had to be white did not say anything, but instead Using the method of sound transmission, said to Chu Mo.

He also knew that his words could not be said with fairness, otherwise the disciples of Tianjianmen in the square could not immediately collapse.

In their minds, the god-like ancestor of the mountain, even a soft voice to a teenager... no one can accept such a thing.

Chu Mo did not want to leave any face to the old man. He said coldly: "Who said that I want to kill the Tianjianmen? You see it? You didn’t see me killing you. Those elders? Those disciples... Did I kill one?"

The people in the square suddenly felt a glimpse, and did not understand why this young boy who killed God would suddenly say this.

However, there are also clever ones. I guess it may be the ancestors of my own side, what I said to others.

The old man who had to be white was not changed, and then sent to Chu Modao: "You have killed so many people, and you should not solve the problem. Do you want to continue? If the old man is really desperate with you, it may not be Can't leave you here!"

Chu Mo smiled coldly, and once again did not use the sound, but said aloud: "I have never provoked you Tianjianmen. Initially, on the grassland, you have a disciple named Leng Qiu-ming, who wants to harm I, I was weak at the time, not his opponent, I endured."

"Then, it is a Zhao Qing..."

At this time, there was a discussion on the square below.

"Zhao Qing? Could it be Zhao Qing, the gold elder who entered Qinglongtang before?"

"It should be... I heard that I am dead..."

"Leng Qiu Ming actually blamed this killing god? No wonder I can't find him... It must be running!"

Chu Mo ignored the murmurs on the square and looked at the ancestors of Tianjianmen. Then he said, "Later, the gatekeeper of Tianjianmen, with a group of elders, ran to the big summer capital of China. , a group of people shot at me at the same time..."

"I was seriously injured at the time, almost... I died completely!"

"I took two years to recover my wounds. After I recovered, I went back to Yanhuangcheng and met a congenital power called Yin Ming. Hey...he is also your Tianjianmen?"

On the face of Chu Mo, there is a mocking color: "You said, you are so endless in Tianjianmen. If you change it, you will bear it?"