C294 Choose your own way to die (2) (2/2)

Tang Xialan looked at the treasure sword in Chu Mo's hand that was still unsheathed, and asked: ”I am very curious, why don't you unsheathe your sword?”

Chu Mo told him the truth and said helplessly: ”I am unable to pull out this sword.”

Hearing that, Tang Xialan laughed, and said: ”Since you can't even draw your sword, which means that the sword does not approve of you, why must you insist on your own opinion!”

Chu Mo did not mind, and said: ”Whether or not you agree, it is my sword, no one can snatch it away from me, including you.”

”Alright, then I'll quickly show you!”

As his voice fell, the aura of Tang Xialan's entire body exploded forth with a loud bang as a tyrannical golden Spiritual Energy surged out. It flowed onto the tip of the sword and condensed into a three meter long Sword Light, frightening one's soul.

”Kill!”

With a shout, the sword energy descended!

Tang Xialan waved his sword, and just like the butterfly dancing in the south sky, it drew out a dazzling flower of swords and slashed towards Chu Mo in anger.

Chu Mo did not dare to be careless, he immediately raised his sword to receive the attack, but he was still shaken by the opponent's power, and could not help but take two steps back.

Tang Xialan was unwilling to let it go, the longsword slashed horizontally, the profound Swordsmanship was unleashed, continuously attacking Chu Mo, causing him to retreat continuously.

”This won't do, I can't continue like this!”

Towards such a small scale competition of sword techniques, Chu Mo was not very good at it.

Because, he did not know how to use the sword, and could only learn the Dragon's Roar Sword Art.

In desperation, Chu Mo could only try his best. Raising his trembling sword, he released a stream of fire spiritual force that condensed into a illusory dragon shadow in a dragon's roar, bringing a surge of peerless berserk energy and smashing towards Tang Xialan.

After doing this, Chu Mo's face instantly became as white as paper, and he was somewhat exhausted.

In other words, this was Chu Mo's last strike!

Regarding this, Tang Xialan could tell!

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, she immediately brandished her sword and her graceful figure started spinning like a dancers.

It was a dance, it was a martial arts!

Following Tang Xialan's rotation, the longsword suddenly split open, and instantly unleashed forty-nine slashes, forming a fan shaped Sword Light in front of Young girls, which smashed towards the roaring dragon image.

”Rumble!”

The explosive force and vibrations were like a clap of thunder in the nine heavens.

Instantly, a peerless and terrifying force surged out, setting off a violent hurricane on the cliff. It uprooted all the nearby trees, and seemed to possess the might to split mountains and split the earth.

”Swoosh!”

A ray of sword aura rushed out from within the hurricane, as if it had come from a ghost, and came straight at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo's face paled, but he was already powerless, he had no way to resist, the only path left for him was death!

However, even if he died, Chu Mo had to choose a way to die!

”Tang Xialan, even if I die, I will not give you the Dragoncry Sword!”

Chu Mo gritted his teeth and retreated, stepping on the outside of the cliff as he resolutely jumped down into the deep abyss.