Zuo Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body rushed to the right like a spring!

hiss!

Zuo Mo felt a chill on his left shoulder, a piece of cloth flew up into the sky, and the cold sword light brushed against his skin!

boom!

Zuo Mo threw himself too hard and hit the floor of the rock-paved square. He gritted his teeth in pain! He ignored the pain, rolled over, and got up. His hair was disheveled, his whole body was messy, and there was a huge hole in his left shoulder.

"Where is junior brother's sword move?" Luo Li's cold voice was filled with a hint of joking.

hiss!

Zuo Mo couldn't think more and threw himself sideways! At the same time, the right sleeve floated into the sky!

Bang, it hurts!

He got up and stared at Luo Li. He didn't hear the laughter around him!

Luo Li didn't give Zuo Mo any time to rest, and his sword flashes continued!

Pieces of clothing fabric fly into the sky!

Zuo Mo's clothes were almost like strips of cloth, his whole body was covered with dust and dirt, and his skin was bruised and bloody in several places, like a beggar!

No one laughed anymore, and the whole square was surprisingly quiet! Many of the outer disciples had expressions that they couldn't bear to stare at. Xiao Guo bit her lip tightly, unaware that tears were streaming down her face. Li Yingfeng's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Half-crouching on the ground, Zuo Mo gasped for breath and stared at Luo Li with his eyes wide open!

There was still no sound in his ears. He was panting rapidly and his throat was burning. He was unaware of it, as if no one noticed the gleam of excitement looming in his eyes.
Chapter completed!