The Sacred Gate

That feeling of not being able to move at all and seeing the opponent walking towards him with his sword in hand was more torturous than wishing he were dead.    

"Peng'er, don't just stand there. Do it, are you stupid?" Hurry and do it! "    

Guan Peng's father continuously roared, hoping to wake Guan Peng up.    

Isn't Guan Peng courting death?    

Even the cultivators of the Guan Peng Sect started to shout and warn Guan Peng.    

Guan Peng was still motionless.    

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, it was just that he couldn't move even if he wanted to. What could he do?    

"Bastard, you're dead meat!"    

Chen Mo slowly walked over with a face full of smiles. He raised his sword and slashed over, causing one of Guan Peng's arm to fly over.    

Fresh blood spurted out from the wound, shocking everyone who saw it.    

However, Guan Peng still stood there motionlessly, not even a scream could be heard.    

"Peng'er, Peng'er, attack!"    

Guan Peng's father had already rushed to the side of Ring and roared explosively, his eyes blood-red.    

If it wasn't for the rules, he would have already rushed forward.    

Only, Guan Peng still did not have much of a reaction.    

Chen Mo made another move, and sent another of Guan Peng's arm flying with a slash of his sword.    

The two arm were gone, and their blood contributions were continuously shooting out, looking incredibly tragic.    

"Peng'er, admit defeat! Quickly admit defeat!"    

Guan Peng's father was about to die from anger. His old face was completely red as he roared, making Guan Peng admit defeat.    

Guan Peng was still unmoving. Both his hands were chopped, but he did not let out a single scream. No one else would have been able to do such a thing if he did not move.    

This Guan Peng, he's really a god!    

Chen Mo continued to wave his sword and with a swing, he neatly cut off Guan Peng's legs from the base of his legs. The family heirloom that fell was originally pitifully short, and even cut off part of it.    

"I'll kill you!"    

After Chen Mo cut off his four limbs, Father Guan Peng was already unable to control himself and he rushed towards the Ring to kill Chen Mo.    

His rage was enough to destroy heaven and earth!    

Chen Mo flew up and down the stage.    

Father Guan Peng did not manage to cut a single hair in the air.    

"Ah ?"    

Only then did Guan Peng let out a heart-tearing and lung-splitting scream, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the spot.    

"Peng'er ?"    

Father Guan Peng screamed in pain and pounced forward. He was so anxious that he spat out a large mouthful of blood.    

However, basically no one paid attention to Guan Peng and his father, as all of the cultivators present were focused on Chen Mo.    

"Heavens, can he fly?"    

"Oh my god, that man can fly?"    

"Why? Why can he fly?"    

All the cultivators looked at Chen Mo with eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.    

From what they knew, War Soldier, warrior, war guard, and even the peak of the s could not fly, yet Chen Mo could?    

This man was simply like a god!    

The King of the Kingdom of Juche s were all shocked.    

After that, there was ecstasy and excitement as his heart trembled uncontrollably.    

It was simply too great that Chen Mo could fly. As the prince of Prince Consort, he had gained another great general in the JUQI.    

Currently, the great army of the Jin Wu Empire was also attacking the JUQI, the border of the JUQI and the JUQI had already been breached.    

With Chen Mo's help, this battle was assured.    

The main reason was that the old ancestor's last wish could now be fulfilled.    

King of the Kingdom of Juche stood up, directly brought away the JUQI, walked towards Chen Mo and said with a smile: "little friend, from this moment onwards, you will be my JUQI's Prince Consort, and this king will even bestow upon you the title of gold knife Great General!"    

"Someone, give us the gold knife!"    

The ancestors of the previous King of the Kingdom of Juche were rumored to be very powerful. They brought their people here and built the JUQI before the time of the empire.    

Their Zhu Family had been the Emperor of the JUQI for so many years, but after the appearance of the Empire, the Emperor of the Hongwu Empire had already been changed several times, but the JUQI had still not changed.    

No matter who the Emperor was, he cared deeply for the JUQI and did not make things difficult for them.    

Furthermore, the Zhu Clan's Old Zhu had said in his teachings that whenever he met a cultivator who could fly, he would gift him a gold knife and call him Prince Consort.    

Now that Chen Mo had appeared, he immediately conferred him the title of a gold knife.    

"Yes, His Majesty the King!"    

Someone immediately responded as he took out a big red jade box and handed it over to Chen Mo with both hands.    

Chen Mo ignored the courtesy and opened it, revealing a golden large knife inside. It did not have a hilt, but it looked like a dragon slaying sword, about fifty centimeters long. It was very thick and looked very domineering.    

However, compared to Chen Mo's Golden Sword, this large knife was much more trashy.    

Chen Mo thought that this large knife should be a blood red Second Level Magical Items.    

It was also because of this layer of gold that the large knife's aura was completely wrapped around and it was impossible to tell what stage the Magical Items was in.    

"Young Master, this is good stuff!"    

Chen Mo thought that this blade was nothing special, but he heard that the Skeleton Whale had passed him a Information.    

Chen Mo was startled, Skeleton Whale were not simple, being able to find treasures, since she said that the blade was good, then it must not be bad.    

Chen Mo asked the Skeleton Whale: "Xiaolan, tell me, what exactly is so special about this thing?"    

"Could it be that the object inside is a Third Level Magical Items?"    

The Skeleton Whale responded: Young Master, this blade is wrapped in the golden skin made from gold. I don't know the specifics, but if you refine the golden skin wrapped around your blade, then you will know.    

Chen Mo seemed to have thought of something, looked at King of the Kingdom of Juche and asked: "His Majesty the King, where did these gold knife come from?"    

The King of the Kingdom of Juche was slightly shocked, he thought that these gold knife were not that amazing, and after studying them many times over the years, they did not seem to be that impressive.    

But what could the things left behind by the old ancestor be inferior to?    

The King of the Kingdom of Juche said: "little friend, this is something that my Zhu Family's ancestor left behind. The ancestor told me in his last words that whenever a cultivator that can fly appears, they are to be taken as a Prince Consort of the gold knife, as a gift to the gold knife!"    

"little friend can fly, and just so happens to fulfill the last wish of the ancestor, I hope that little friend can keep the gold knife!"    

Chen Mo frowned slightly, and said: "His Majesty the King, where is your ancestor?"    

The King of the Kingdom of Juche laughed and said, "After Ancestor established the JUQI, he left. He traveled the four seas and never returned to the JUQI. After so many years, it should be more than twenty thousand years.    

"Twenty thousand years?"    

Chen Mo frowned again. More than twenty thousand years ago, wasn't the time to build the martial arts barrier s?    

At that time, a lot of things must have happened.    

Chen Mo asked: "His Majesty the King, how long do cultivators usually take to live?"    

King of the Kingdom of Juche said: "little friend, if cultivators have immortal heart, as long as they do not die, they can live forever. Without immortal heart, even the strongest cultivator in Holy Dao Realm can live for a hundred thousand years!"    

"The weaker you are, the shorter you will be alive!"