The air, briefly quiet.
Then, there was roaring laughter!
"Hahaha..."
"Kid, what did you say? Kill us? On what basis? Because you think you're handsome? Or because of your mouth?"
"Yeah, stop pretending to be tough here!"
"There are over thirty of us here, even if we stomp on you, you'd be dead!"
Suddenly, although the men in black were briefly stunned, they then laughed loudly, their smiles filled with disdain and mockery.
"Oh, really?"
Chu Mo smiled playfully: "Since you don't believe you'll die, what kind of feelings will you have when death descends?"
Swoosh!!
Chu Mo said no more. Then, the longsword in his hand shot out with the speed of a bullet.
Swoosh!!!
The sword light was particularly clear and exceptionally dazzling, like the sun, but although very bright, it gave a chilling feeling.
Just like the three-inch ice edge in the deep of winter.
Moreover, its speed was as fast as lightning.
"Damn! Retreat quickly!!"
