Liu Sheng glanced at Chen Mo, and said in a deep voice, "Master Chen, I will not hide it from you. This time I am entrusted by others and must let you never return to the Dragon Race!"

"So, offended!"

Chen Mo could probably guess who entrusted Liu Sheng with a knife.

Liu Sheng had a detached position in the Donglin clan, and the people who made him willing to do things against his heart would go out of the Donglin clan official, fearing that no one would have this face again.

Chen Mo said lightly: "You don't have to be merciful, the sword has no eyes. Since I am standing here today, I have prepared everything, and I will not be merciful to you!"

"Okay, let the real battle begin!" Liu Sheng made a bold voice, spreading for thousands of kilometers.

The people below were confused: "What's the situation? Listening to Master Liu Sheng, those just a little bit of a fight just now? Now the real battle begins?"

"It's so shocking. If the powerful attack just now wasn't considered a real battle, then it's really exciting. What will the real battle between the two be like?"

The people of the Donglin tribe were excited and passionate, and it seemed that the Master Liu Sheng they admired was far stronger than they expected.

"Master Liu Sheng will win!"

"Master Liu Sheng will win!"

Below, the Donglin Clan's crowd was passionate, and the shouts of the crowd made the entire Futu Mountain tremble.

The people from the Dragon Nation at the scene looked ugly. If Liu Sheng did not use his real strength with a single knife, would Master Chen still have the ability to deal with it?

In the Dragon Kingdom, through the video, almost half of the Dragon Kingdom people are watching this battle.

The words of Liu Sheng's knife came to them clearly through the video.

"How is it possible? Liu Sheng hasn't used his true strength even with a knife. Now Master Chen is in trouble!"

"Don't worry, how do you know that Master Chen has no hole cards?"

"Yes, I believe Master Chen must have a hole card, and Master Chen will win!"

"Master Chen will win!"

"Master Chen will win!"

On the land of the dragon race, millions of square kilometers of land, hundreds of millions of compatriots raised their hands and shouted together.

This momentum is like tens of thousands of horses galloping, like the roar of the Yellow River, directly crushing the Donglin people countless times!

Chen Mo couldn't see it, but the Dragon Clan who was in the Donglin Clan did.

The idea that embodies the hundreds of millions of Dragon Clan compatriots seems to be transmitted to the hearts of all the Dragon Clan people at the foot of Futu Mountain through the video.

Let them be infected by coincidence. They couldn't help raising their hands and shouting loudly: "Master Chen will win! Master Chen will win!"

"Don't be afraid that no one will cheer for you, there are hundreds of millions of compatriots behind you!"

"Don't be afraid that no one will cheer for you. Behind you is a powerful motherland!"

Lie Ruhuo stood quietly in the crowd, watching the scene in front of him, watching the dragon compatriots in the video shouting that Master Chen must win!

In an instant, tears burst into tears.

"Chen Mo, have you seen it? For the wish of hundreds of millions of people of the Dragon Race, you must win this battle!"

Zhu Tianliang screamed hoarsely, he had lived in fine clothes and jade since he was a child, always thinking that there is nothing in this world that can really enter his heart.

However, he found that he was wrong. At this moment, he is no longer the wealthy second-generation billionaire, but an ordinary dragon clan.

Pei Shihao's eyes were red, and he was thinking of revenge. Only now did he understand how narrow he was at the beginning.

"It turns out that Master Chen didn't reject me at the beginning, but wanted me to understand that personal honor and disgrace are small, and the country, the world, is the big one!"

In fact, Pei Shihao thought too much, and Chen Mo rejected him, not because of other reasons, or simply not wanting to talk to him.

The people of the Donglin tribe dared to sing against them when they saw one-tenth of the Dragon tribe at the scene. They were suddenly angry, suffocated, and shouted even louder.

Liu Sheng glanced at the excited Donglin people below, stretched out his hands and embraced the void: "Look, this is the reason for my compromise!"

"The official cannot order me to do anything against my heart, but the blessings of the thousands of people of the Donglin tribe can let me do anything for them!"

"A master of martial arts novels from the dragon clan said, "The great man is for the country and the people. I admire it very much, and have always regarded this sentence as my motto. As a martial artist, this sentence is The value of existence."

Chen Mo said indifferently: "You are not a fish, know the joy of fish? Don't add high-sounding excuses to your behavior. You can't represent the innocent people, and you can't understand the simple or even small happiness of the people at the bottom. "

"Dadao Wuwei, is it something you can control as a mortal?"

"Go ahead, let me see your true strength!"

Liu Sheng had a gloomy face, and slowly drew a long knife from his waist.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, he could feel the strong evil spirit on the knife.

"This knife, I'm afraid it will contaminate no fewer than thousands of lives!" Chen Mo's voice was a little cold. He had originally liked Liu Sheng with a knife, because the appearance of this knife disappeared.

Liusheng gently stroked the blade with his hand, as if he was stroking his lover: "Yes, its name is Yaodao Muramasa!"

"It turned out to be this magic knife, and anyone who uses this knife as a weapon actually deserves to die!" Chen Mo's voice was cold.

Demon Blade Village Masa, this is the famous killing knife of the Donglin tribe, and it has even appeared in the myths and legends of the Donglin tribe.

Of course, this knife is most contaminated by the blood of the dragon people!

"Weapons are nothing but righteousness and evil. It is about people's hearts. If you use it righteously, you have no right to evaluate it!" Liu Sheng's face was gloomy, and a ray of red light gradually filled his eyes.

Chen Mo looked at Liu Sheng with a knife, "You have been invaded by the evil spirit, how can you still keep your heart? It's ridiculous!"

Liu Sheng's face was gloomy: "Don't talk nonsense, take me a knife!"

Liu Sheng yelled with a sharp stab, holding the Demon Sword with both hands high, and the blade turned blood red.

"drink!"

With a stab, the world changed color and the black energy was lingering. It seemed that a grimace appeared on the head of the knife, opening a big mouth at Chen Mo, trying to swallow Chen Mo.

Everyone under the mountain felt a burst of chill, as if suddenly fell into the Jiuyou Hell, and the frozen people trembled.

"This kind of demon sword really shouldn't be left in the world!" Chen Mo was expressionless and greeted him with a punch.

clang!

Chen Mo's fist collided with the demon knife, and there was a sound of gold and iron.

Chen Mo was smashed by the knife and flew out, but Liu Sheng was also shocked and backed a few steps, but Chen Mo fell behind.

The blood-red color in Liu Sheng's eyes became heavier and heavier, and gradually, his eyes became blood-red.

"If you only have this strength, then stay today!"

The voice of Liu Sheng's knife echoed in the sky.

Moreover, Liu Sheng did not pursue the victory with a sword, but returned the sword in its sheath, pressing one hand on the handle of the sword, in a strange posture.

Chen Mo looked at Liu Sheng who suddenly assumed a strange posture, and frowned slightly.

He felt the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly become violent, and was rapidly converging towards Liu Sheng.

"ready!"

With a serious face, Chen Mo looked at Liu Sheng, who was kneeling on one knee, holding a knife.

"Unexpectedly, you have already realized the'potential'!" Chen Mo was a little surprised.