Chapter 680: Two Breaking Knives

Potential and strength complement each other.

Taking advantage of the situation, you can exert your strength to the extreme.

Mastering the momentum is no less than mastering the rules of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Liu Sheng's knife is taking advantage of the power of heaven and earth, and carrying the power of thunder.

He didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, just to build momentum. Now, it's done.

Liu Sheng Yidao slowly raised his head, looked at Chen Mo, grinned and said, "Master Chen, it is your honor to be able to die under my Liu Sheng Yi Dao's double-broken sword art!"

Chen Mo said lightly: "Sorry, I don't want such an honor!"

Liu Sheng shook his head with a knife: "If you don't want it, you have to. It doesn't count if you say it, but I say it!"

Chen Mo raised his fist: "It doesn't count if you say it, it counts only if it says it!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Liu Sheng raised his sword to the sky and laughed, suddenly, without warning, the laughter stopped, and the sword that condensed the power of heaven and earth was finally pulled out!

"Two Breaking Sword Art, one knife and two breaks!"

If the knife does not come out, the world will be peaceful. When the sword comes out, the sky will collapse!

A red light that brightens the eyes of a blind person explodes from a small dot to the extreme in an instant.

Just like when Chen Mo used the Nine Swords of the Dao to split the sky, that red light divided the world into two halves.

Everyone couldn't help closing their eyes, even the people of the Dragon Kingdom who watched through the video couldn't help closing their eyes.

The red light was so powerful that everyone who was thousands of miles away seemed to be able to feel its powerful power.

But that red light disappeared quickly, in the blink of an eye, the light disappeared, and everything in the world returned to peace.

Liu Sheng knelt down on one knee and resumed the posture of drawing the sword, but he didn't have the terrifying force of heaven and earth just now.

"Where's Master Chen?"

At the foot of Futu Mountain, a young man from the Donglin tribe exclaimed. At this time, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, and started looking for Chen Mo one after another.

Chen Mo's figure seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and he could never be found again.

"Master Chen... is dead?"

The young man exclaimed again!

"Yeah! Master Yagyu won!"

The people of the Donglin tribe seemed to have realized this, and began to cheer.

He kept looking at everyone in the Dragon Kingdom with a provocative look.

Among the crowd in the Dragon Kingdom, there was silence.

"Master Chen lost?"

"How can this be!"

Pei Shihao's face was pale, and he stared blankly at the sky above Futu Mountain. No matter how he searched, he couldn't find Chen Mo anymore.

"Yusheng cuts with a sword, Liusheng cuts with a sword, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Pei Shihao sighed and said, although he couldn't accept the fact that Chen Mo was defeated, but he knew that the power of the knife just now, even a strong man in the divine realm could hardly block it.

Master Chen is likely to lose!

In the dragon country, in front of countless mobile phone screens, countless people of the dragon country stared blankly at the mobile phone screens.

"Master Chen lost?"

"How could Master Chen lose!"

A young warrior gently asked the old man beside him: "Master, is Master Chen dead?"

With tears in his eyes, his master said softly: "No, Master Chen is not dead, how could Master Chen die? Master Chen will never die!"

"Yes, Master Chen will always live in our hearts!"

"The dragon clan is immortal, and the martial arts will last forever. Master Chen's martial arts spirit will always inspire the dragon clan's martial arts world!"

"But, Master Chen still lost!" A young man said sadly.

This sentence spoke out the hearts of everyone. Everyone watched Master Chen disappear after that knife. Master Chen, after all, he still lost.

Everyone was dejected, and many people began to cry secretly.

The same scene was played out all over the Longzu country, and many people who saw Chen Mo disappear were very sad.

At this time, an old man suddenly appeared behind those sad people, pointed at them with a cane and shouted loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about! Master Chen can't lose, you don't believe him, I believe him!"

"Back then we Dragon Clan people were so hard, we were able to drive the people of Donglin Clan out of the Dragon Clan. We have suffered so much, and we have never failed lightly. I believe in Master Chen, he will not fail either!"

"Cheer up all of you, you must trust Master Chen! Until the last moment, you must always trust Master Chen!"

Everyone was silent for a while, looking at the old man like looking at a lunatic.

"We are also willing to believe in Master Chen, but Master Chen has already lost!" A young man said aggrievedly.

The old man said loudly: "No, Master Chen did not lose!"

The old man's voice is so firm, and the old man's attitude is so serious that it is impossible to refute it.

After a while, a middle-aged man stood up and said seriously: "Yes, Master Chen did not lose!"

Everyone looked at him, a little astonished, not understanding why he would open his eyes and talk nonsense.

However, another martial artist stood up and shouted solemnly: "Yes, Master Chen did not lose!"

At first, everyone was puzzled and didn't understand why they had to deceive themselves and others. However, one after another stood up, shouting that Master Chen did not lose.

A hint of enlightenment suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Yes, Master Chen did not lose!"

Everyone stood up with firm eyes and shouted this sentence.

Like a plague, it spread rapidly.

Master Chen didn't lose, so what if Master Chen died? Master Chen's spirit lives on forever!

On the top of Futu Mountain, Yagyu Yidao still kept the posture of kneeling on one knee, holding the handle of the knife.

Down below, the excited Donglin people were still cheering, eager to spread the good news to the whole world immediately.

Lie Ruhuo stared blankly at the empty sky, two crystal clear teardrops slid down his cheeks.

"Chen Mo, you'll be fine! Definitely... you'll be fine!"

Suddenly, a voice seemed to come from the distant sky, across time and space.

"The immortal cuts the sky here... the immortal cuts the sky here... the immortal cuts the sky here..."

Everyone in the Donglin clan stopped shouting and stared at the sky dumbfounded, looking for the source of the sound.

Liu Sheng raised his sword with a dignified face, looking at the void in the sky ahead. There was nothing there, only a suspended long sword.

Chen Mo's figure is like an illusory shadow, solidified from emptiness, but at this moment, Chen Mo's figure is much bigger than before, with a height of three feet.

In his hand, he dragged a blue giant sword upside down, like an ancient giant, coming across time and space.

The giant slammed a sword at the sky in front of him. At that moment, everyone had the illusion that the sky was about to collapse.

Liu Sheng's expression was serious, and the gesture of withdrawing the knife immediately turned into a gesture of drawing the knife.

The vitality of the surrounding world became violent again, crazily gathering towards Liu Sheng with a knife.

"Master Chen, it's just a bluff. In the face of the general trend of the world, all skills are nothing but vain, insignificant!"

"Draw your sword and chop!"

Facing the giant's sword, Liu Sheng Yi Dao used the most powerful trick of Liu Sheng Yi Dao, drawing his sword and slashing!

According to the legend, drawing the sword and chopping to the extreme can cut through the space barrier and shatter the void.

The red light, which was more powerful than the knife just now, magnified again, a blue light and a red light. They all carried the power of heaven and earth, like meteors falling, colliding together on the top of Futu Mountain.