C197 (1/2)

Chapter 197 - Flos Lonicerae (1)

Once he said that, the aura from Fang Zhaojie's body exploded out, the tyrannical Qi surged out together with it, sweeping out in all directions.

At this moment, Fang Zhaojie's aura did not decrease, instead, it increased, violent and tyrannical.

”He's going to risk his life!”

Seeing the fierceness in Fang Zhaojie's eyes, Tang Xiaodao who was on Chu Mo's back slowly spoke, ”Chu Mo, how about you put me down?!”

Tang Xiaodao was not an idiot, he was well aware that he was a burden to Chu Mo!

Furthermore, during the fierce battle with Fang Zhaojie just now, in order to prevent Tang Xiaodao, who was on his back, from getting injured, Chu Mo had used his Sword Qi against Fang Zhaojie several times, causing him to be severely injured.

With regards to all of these, Tang Xiaodao saw them all!

At this time, he really did not want to burden Chu Mo anymore, and said: ”Fang Zhaojie will definitely use his strongest technique, you need to use all of your strength to deal with it. Just put me down, it's fine!”

”No way!”

Chu Mo shook his head, and said sternly: ”The Demonic Qi in your body has not been eliminated. Once you are released, I will not be able to help you control the corrosion of the Demonic Qi, you will die!”

Tang Xiaodao sighed, and said: ”If you have to carry me in battle, you will very likely die!”

Chu Mo laughed, and said: ”Don't worry, with Fang Zhaojie's ability, he still won't be able to kill me!”

After saying that, Chu Mo tightened the piece of cloth that was binding Tang Xiaodao, and made it clear that he would not let go of Tang Xiaodao.

With regards to this, Tang Xiaodao could do nothing but lay quietly on Chu Mo's back, trying his best to remain silent, so as to not affect Chu Mo's mental state.

Looking at Chu Mo's actions, Fang Zhaojie sneered, and said: ”Looks like you really don't know what it means, to actually dare to be so arrogant!”

Chu Mo smiled slightly, and said: ”To deal with you, that's enough!”

”Good, very good!”

Hearing this, Fang Zhaojie did not get angry, but laughed and said: ”I admit, you are indeed a strong opponent. However, today, I, Fang Zhaojie, am going to use my actions to tell everyone that in this Qingshan City, there is no one at the condensate realm who can defeat me! You, even more so! ”

After he finished speaking, Fang Zhaojie's entire aura changed, his entire body releasing a sharp Qi, just like a unsheathed sword.

After that, the longsword in Fang Zhaojie's hand lightly rotated, and his footsteps moved along with it.

Instantly, the golden colored spiritual energy in the air seemed to have been attracted towards Fang Zhaojie's sword, as it converged towards the tip of his sword, and congealed into a three meter long Sword Light, swift, sharp and berserk.