"You can't kill me, really." Yet, Chu Mo spoke in a ghostly tone.
"Hahaha..." Xue Dinghan was first stunned, then burst into laughter: "Boy, you are doomed today!"
Xue Dinghan was truly furious, truly hateful, his own son was so easily killed by Chu Mo, yet now, he couldn't kill Chu Mo as easily as Chu Mo had killed his son.
This filled Xue Dinghan with intense hatred.
"Trash boy, today I will have you torn to pieces, your bones incomplete!!" Xue Dinghan roared with rage, then, his sword was raised once more.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
The next second, the sword in Xue Dinghan's hand flew out of his grasp.
In an instant, countless sword lights converged, at least a hundred layers of sword lights stacked!!! At least twice as many as before.
Those sword lights, like the grim reaper itself, appeared in front of Chu Mo's neck in an instant.
