Chu Mo had already seen the information of this person clearly before he even arrived.
His realm was not high, only Lv 3 True Spirit Realm.
However, there was something worth noting.
This person actually had a blue and a blue destiny.
"There's actually such a person in a small Black Wind Mountain?”
Chu Mo was surprised.
With such talent, if he entered some small and medium-sized sects, he would be able to become a core disciple!
Chu Mo was a little confused as to why he had turned into a bandit. However, seeing that the person was about to smack him with his palm, Chu Mo did not hesitate and swept his Qing Suo Sword across.
It disappeared in a flash.
The sharp sword Qi contained a strong killing aura as it slashed towards Yang Yuan.
This power made Yang Yuan's scalp tingle. He subconsciously used his palms to block it, wanting to slap the sword qi away.
Clang!
The moment the sword and palm came into contact, a crisp sound suddenly rang out.
The sword in Chu Mo's hand buzzed, while Yang Yuan's palms were bleeding profusely. He had almost been cut off.
This made Yang Yuan's soul soar.
He cultivated fist and palm martial arts, and his pair of iron palms were enough to split a stone. If an ordinary sword or sword slashed at him, even a white mark would not be left behind.
However, this young martial artist before his eyes had almost sliced off his palms with just one sword.
Such strength was simply appalling.
"Who are you? Why have you come to my Black Wind Mountain to wreak havoc?!”
Yang Yuan wanted to reconcile.
"Disciples of the Holy Land of Taichu are here to destroy Black Wind Mountain!”
Chu Mo shouted coldly. He didn't say anything else and continued to attack with his sword.
As for Yang Yuan.
After hearing Chu Mo's words, his heart trembled and his face turned pale.
Why would a disciple from the Holy Land of Taichu be here?!
His face was filled with disbelief, and he almost could not believe his ears.
That was a holy land!
It had been around for countless years, and it was a colossus that overlooked the Eastgaze Dao Domain and suppressed all living beings!
Why was he targeting a small bandit lair like his?
Yang Yuan really couldn't figure it out.
But there was one thing he understood.
That was, once they were targeted by the Holy Land, no matter where they fled to, there would be no way out.
"Beg for mercy, I beg for mercy!"
Yang Yuan was very straightforward and wanted to beg for mercy.
However, Chu Mo was unmoved. A bright sword light swept across and directly cut off one of Yang Yuan's arms.
The latter immediately screamed.
"Either way, I'll die. I'll fight it out with you!”
Yang Yuan knew that Chu Mo wouldn't let him go. Therefore, at this moment, the courage in his heart was stimulated, and he began to fight with Chu Mo with a ferocious expression.
"If blood is useful, what is the use of strength!”
Chu Mo snorted coldly and stabbed out with his sword.
A sharp sword light swept across, carrying an aura that looked down on the world, directly slashing towards Yang Yuan's neck.
The speed of this sword was too fast!
It was so fast that Yang Yuan wanted to dodge, but just as this thought rose in his mind, the sword qi had already pierced through his chest.
Puchi!
With a dull sound, his internal organs were torn apart by the sharp sword qi.
His lips moved. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
In the end.
With a thud, his body fell to the ground and no longer moved.
……
"Chief…is dead?"
After a long time.
Only then did the bandits come back to their senses.
This voice also woke up all the bandits from their shock.
The only person who could deal with this young martial artist, the Chief, was dead. Then they…
At this thought.
Everyone shuddered.
Only now did they realize that Chu Mo had already cast his gaze over.
"He's here!"
"Run, quickly run!"
"Run for your lives!"
"I beg you, don't kill me!"
The mountain bandits were in a mess, like headless flies. Some ran for their lives, while others knelt and begged for mercy.
But no matter what, Chu Mo just casually slashed down with his sword.
A moment later.
The bandits had already been killed or injured, leaving only one survivor.
His strength was probably at the eighth level of the tempering realm. He should belong to the middle level of the village and was specially left behind by Chu Mo.
"Senior, spare me! Senior, spare me!"
"Don't kill me, please don't kill me!”
The bandit was completely terrified and kept kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy.
"Tell me, where are the treasures in the village?”
Chu Mo asked coldly.
"It's where the chief lives. There's a cellar inside, and all the treasures are there…I already said, please don't kill me!”
The bandit revealed everything he knew in one breath, then continued to kowtow and beg for mercy.
Chu Mo ignored him and killed him with a punch.
Soon after.
He came to the residence of the chief of the village and quickly found the cellar inside.
He entered.
A few boxes were carefully placed on the shelf.
Chu Mo opened them one by one.
The two chests were filled with spirit stones, and there were about 5,000 of them in total. They must have been the spirit stones that they had looted.
The last box contained two secret manuals.
One was called Black Wind Palm, and the other was called Rushing Tiger Fist. They were both Yellow Lower Class and weren't good items.
Chu Mo curled his lips and kept them all into his storage pouch.
He took a closer look.
After finding nothing else worth looking at, he turned around and left.
"The mission has been completed, and the irrelevant people have been cleaned up. Next, it's time to look for opportunities!”
"According to the description of the opportunity I saw on Lin Feng's body, it was found in a certain catacombs in this village. Unfortunately, there was no detailed location. Otherwise, it would have been much easier to find!”
Chu Mo murmured.
This was a mountain range that stretched out in a continuous manner. The nearby mountains were high and dense with forests, and there were even many ferocious beasts roaming around.
It would not be easy to find a hidden Catacombs here.
However, no matter how difficult it was, he still had to search!
"We'll be busy next!"
Chu Mo took a deep breath and immediately went to the mountain behind the village and began to search.
……
Just as Chu Mo was searching.
At this moment, in the Hall of Merits in the Holy Land of Taichu.
Lin Feng rested in his cave abode for two days before coming here again. He was prepared to accept missions and head down the mountain to temper himself.
He searched carefully but did not find a suitable mission.
They were either stationed in a certain area, or they had to go somewhere to collect them. All of them were missions that took a long time and did not give them any training.
"Deacon Zhou, is there no killing mission suitable for me at the moment?”
Lin Feng was somewhat unwilling. He pulled a deacon from the Merits Rewards Hall and asked.
"No more."
Deacon Zhou shook his head and said,"Two days ago, there was one, but unfortunately, it was accepted by someone else…Why don't you take a look at the other missions first!”
"Alright then. Thank you, Deacon Zhou!”
Lin Feng was slightly disappointed.
He continued to choose and finally chose a mission to go to a certain mountain range to collect spiritual herbs.
Then, he walked out of the Merit Rewards Hall.
For some reason.
The moment he walked out, he suddenly felt a sense of frustration, as if something extremely important had left him.
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