C1462 Even-Divided Autumn Color
C1462 Even-Divided Autumn Color
"Pursuing Shadow!"
Sikong Yu roared, his figure spinning around Chen Mo, his long spear thrusting at Chen Mo continuously, wanting to defeat Chen Mo when he was not paying attention.
Chen Mo stood in place, the snow-white sword attacking left and right constantly, changing constantly.
Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang ?
One after another, ear-piercing sounds echoed as Sikong Yu's concentrated rain of spears were all blocked by Chen Mo.
It was not because of how powerful Chen Mo's Swordsmanship was, but because Chen Mo's movement technique was fast enough.
With two hundred blood droplets in his body, Chen Mo's power had become much stronger than before.
The more Sikong Yu fought, the more shocked he became, the more shocked he became.
He never thought that Chen Mo would be so powerful.
In all these years, he had always been unrivalled among his peers.
Right now, he was the same as Chen Mo, but he actually couldn't take Chen Mo down?
Chen Mo was only adapting to Sikong Yu's Spear Arts, absorbing the essence within the spear technique and using it for himself.
If not, when he pounced back, the Swordsmanship would fuse with the wind blade technique and with his constant swinging, he would be unable to handle it.
Everyone watched with their eyes wide open and their mouth agape.
No one would have thought that Chen Mo would be so powerful.
The name of Sikong Yu's Speargod was not just for show, but on Chen Mo's side, he did not see how much of an advantage he had.
From this, it could be seen just how powerful Chen Mo was.
The two of them fought for an hour, and it was difficult to determine the victor.
Chen Mo waved his sword, and tens of sword beams shot out, forcing Sikong Yu to retreat quickly as they continuously swept at the sword beams that were aimed at him.
"Speargod, can you lend me your spear?!"
Chen Mo smiled and said.
Bang!
Sikong Yu destroyed the last ray of sword light and stopped, then laughed: "Of course there is!"
He could tell that Chen Mo wanted to use his spear to fight him.
Chen Mo's Swordsmanship was just too weird and strong, but how could his spear skills be compared to's?
Sikong Yu threw a blue spear to Chen Mo.
As a Speargod, he had all kinds of spears of all realms, from First Level to long spears of all kinds.
Buzz ?
When Chen Mo took the blue spear, a buzzing sound came out from within, as though the spear was ringing unyieldingly and not wanting to be used by Chen Mo.
Chen Mo's draconic strength poured into it. He brandished the longspear and felt a soul-stirring energy come over.
This spear was indeed a good spear. Following Sikong Yu made him angry.
"Fight!"
Chen Mo roared, according to the Spear Arts he comprehended, his spear shot out like a dragon, thrusting towards Sikong Yu.
Sikong Yu raised his spear, pushing away Chen Mo's spear. When the Sword Qi exploded, with a flash, the spear tip had already touched Chen Mo's Throat.
Sikong Yu laughed brilliantly.
In terms of spear skills, Chen Mo was indeed much weaker than him.
Especially the spear he used, it was his, and there was an unyielding Spear Intent inside, hindering Chen Mo's ability to move.
Chen Mo deflected Sikong Yu's spear and continued to fight with Sikong Yu.
As long as one was not a fool, one would be able to tell that Chen Mo was secretly learning his spear skills.
But countless cultivators were also envious of Chen Mo's audacity.
The two of them came and went as Sikong Yu's spear tip repeatedly struck towards his fatal points. If not for Sikong Yu defending, Chen Mo would have definitely suffered.
As for Sikong Yu, he was also happy that Chen Mo had secretly learnt his spear skills.
He didn't believe that Chen Mo could learn anything in the process of fighting.
If he wanted to learn his spear arts, even if he were to personally teach them, it wouldn't be something that could be learned in just ten to eight years.
The two of them continued with their battle. In the eyes of outsiders, Chen Mo had already lost.
Because Chen Mo had not been hit by Sikong Yu's fatal points ten or eight times, but had not been able to kill him.
But Chen Mo did not give up.
During the great battle, Chen Mo studied the spear techniques as he fought, trying to figure out how to make them his own.
Another hour passed.
Everyone was shocked, including Sikong Yu.
Chen Mo used a completely new spear technique, and was completely inextricably linked with Sikong Yu's battle song.
Sikong Yu could no longer harm Chen Mo.
"Oh my god, the Elder God of Formation is truly amazing. After using the spear for so long, he is already able to fight the Spear God Sikong Yu to a standstill!"
"This Elder God of Formation is definitely not an ordinary demon. The more he fights, the more valiant he becomes. It's truly terrifying!"
"The two of them have yet to release their powers. If they were to let go, who knows how earth-shattering this battle would be."
One by one, the pyretic blood began to boil.
Only, they did not know that Chen Mo only had that much strength to begin with.
If Sikong Yu used his full strength, one spear strike would be enough to kill Chen Mo.
Chen Mo's Spear Arts became faster and faster. He tried to combine his Movement Technique and Spear Arts to create his own Spear Arts.
Bang!
Sikong Yu and Chen Mo exchanged a shot, and the two of them retreated together.
Sikong Yu immediately waved his hand to stop Chen Mo, and said: "Fellow Daoists, let's stop here, you and I have reached a draw!"
Sikong Yu knew that continuing to fight would be too much of a waste of time.
Most importantly, the more Chen Mo fought, the better his spear skills would be. He was afraid that he would lose to Chen Mo in the end, and that would be too embarrassing.
As a Speargod, he really cared about face.
He was not like Chen Mo, who had been pierced in vital parts dozens of times, and could still fight him as if nothing had happened.
"Fine, we'll return the gun to you. We'll fight again when we have time!"
Chen Mo could only nod his head and return Sikong Yu's spear back to Sikong Yu. He immediately turned around and led the team into the small sect.
After entering the small sect, the door closed with a loud bang, and all those who entered within a hundred meters of the small sect were sent flying by the array barrier, each and every one of them screaming in pain, looking extremely terrifying.
"This guy ?"
Even Spear God Sikong Yu was sent flying. With his face covered in dirt, he said while smiling bitterly.
Sikong Yu first returned to his own Zennings Sect, helped Xiao Bei and the others build up Large Time Accelerating Array, and guided them in their cultivation.
However, he had sent cultivators to guard the entrance of the small sect.
Once Chen Mo comes out again, he must be told.
The others, after seeing the might of the Formation God, slowly left.
However, the cultivators of ancient race, as well as the people from the royal family were unwilling to leave.
ancient race and Eastern Clan would definitely not let this matter rest until they acknowledged and acknowledged Chen Mo. They would never be able to learn his Array Arts.
As for the St. North City Royal Family, they would need Chen Mo's help no matter what. They would need to remove the ancient defensive formation and rebuild it.
This way, the St. North City would forever be safe.
Since the Ancient Era's Protection Formation existed, it meant that danger had appeared before.
It was just that they didn't know.
Born of trouble, died of happiness.
A man who has no worries is bound to be in trouble.
To be able to set up a defensive formation well and to guard against unexpected situations and to prepare for a rainy day, it was certain that he would be prepared without any problems. There was no mistake.
The Imperial Family even prepared to give the most beautiful Little Princess s of the Imperial Family to Chen Mo as a gift to build a relationship with him so that it would be convenient for Chen Mo to help them.
When Chen Mo and the others returned to the sect, Chen Mo asked Zhu Zhu and the others to either continue cultivating or continue to study four profound paths.