Chapter 267 1 hit 9

No time?

Everyone's eyes are full of doubts. Chen Mo's strength is obvious to all. He is the real young generation standing at the peak. Now they are all invited here. What is the purpose? Most people who don't know the details of the Qing nationality don't understand.

What's this guy's idea! Jiang Lan felt a headache. He looked at Yan Wuzhao from Longyu College, raised his thumb and rubbed his temples while thinking.

"It's good." Chen Mo's voice relaxed a little: "Since you are all here, let's start tonight's theme."

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this. What's wrong? What on earth does he want to do tonight?

Slowly walked to the crowd. Chen Mo put his hands in his pockets. He glanced at everyone around him and said gently, "Ranking, it's an important thing to invite everyone here tonight, and I want you to do it."

Following Chen Mo's eyes, these young strong men who participated in the sect conference did not change their faces at this time.

Obviously, none of them are impatient and contemptuous.

"Guys, the original intention of the sect conference is to learn from each other. I think that's right." Chen Mo's words were nodded and agreed by several strong men.

"But..." Chen Mo's eyes flowed a little disappointed: "For me, such a sect conference is meaningless. Because it's hard for me to improve from it when I fight with you, and I don't have time.

In the straightforward words, except for Yan Wuzhao, the faces of the other top ten abilities suddenly changed, and their eyes were a little cold.

"So..." Chen Mo sighed, "In order to save time, I hope to share with you here. I'll hit all of you alone."

As soon as this statement came out, it was that all these people were strong-spirited and determined, which also suddenly caused a small ripple in their hearts.

Christie, who was standing in the dark, was also anxious at this time, silver hands. Wulan was also stunned for a while. This idiot is not going to defeat these strong men all at once, is he!? Please... I got it wrong.

"Chen Mo... Don't forget." Jiang Lan, who came from Shinto, finally couldn't help saying, "Although we are all at the level of heaven, even if you enter the Aoyi level a little earlier than us, it's not necessarily..."

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth raised gently, hiding a very faint smile.

"This place has been completely covered by my psionic shield, and you can let go of your hands and feet later."

Is there a difference in the sky? Chen Mo sighed. In front of a young person who can fight beyond the level, there is little expectation for battles at the same level.

"Chen Mo, I know what you're laughing at and what you're thinking." Jiang Lan sat still and supported the ground with one hand: "Perhaps, with your ability and the current level, you have surpassed many superiors of the same level, and you can even do a certain degree of leaps to challenge higher-level strong people."

Chen Mo nodded without any doubt, and he had absolute confidence in this.

"But..." Jiang Lan took away his arm on the ground, and he stood up: "Don't underestimate the power of the Dragon Kingdom. Many people will not lack talent and comprehension."

Jiang Lan's tone became tough with the whole person's straightness: "Not to mention those who can achieve the leap-level challenge, many people present can do it. Talent, strength, this is not just that you have!"

In an instant, the young strong man standing in the dark faced Chen Mo at the same time, and everyone's eyes were full of dissatisfaction and provocativeness.

The first person in the sect conference? This title has always been worn on Chen Mo's head, and the young and strong have long been very unhappy.

"Real? If I underestimate you, then I apologize to you. But..." Chen Mo's eyes also became sharp: "I don't want to change my decision!"

The top ten people in the sect conference are laughing. Don't you want to change your decision? Who do you think you are? Is he really the strongest?

"I know that everyone has their own temper and their own will. No one can shake the heart of your strong man. So..." Chen Mo said quickly and calmly put his hands on his chest: "I want to bet with you. If you win, I will withdraw from the sect conference. But if I win the bet, you will abstain from the battle for the first strongman.

Bet? Everyone present stared at Chen Mo curiously. Is this a gambling method?

Some people are surprised, some people laugh, and some people are angry.

Those who can enter the top ten, except for some people who are lucky, are not superior in strength and have terrible strength capital.

One hit nine? Many strong people are laughing. This is no longer arrogance, but ignorance!

Silver hand. Wulan stared at Chen Mo with worried eyes. This guy must have been affected by the depravity and curse again before making such a decision. This kind of play is too dangerous.

"Are you sure?" Liu Shiyun gently put her palm on the railing under her chin, and a faint laughter sounded: "If I win, are you sure you will withdraw from the sect conference?"

"Of course." Chen Mo raised his chin and raised his hand to shake his index finger: "But it's not you, it's you."

"Are you so confident?" Liu Shiyun gently moved her body, and the double and peaks on her chest fluctuated up and down very regularly. Of course."

Chen Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd and said, "What? Are you all afraid? I still don't think it's appropriate to bully less.

"I'm not against doing this. I just want to ask you again. Are you serious?" Yan Wuzhao took a step forward and asked with a squinting.

"It's as you wish." Leng Zhan slowly spread out his palm and snorted coldly.

Chen Mo still kept smiling. He didn't do anything to condense energy. He just stood so casually and said, "Let me see how strong you are."

Chen Mo's voice was not high, and it was not as domineering as before, but it suddenly raised an inexplicable hatred in the hearts of the people present.

Solve Chen Mo's biggest threat first. After the decision is to be the strongest person in this sect conference, everyone's thoughts turned around in an instant, and an agreement was finally reached.

In the quiet darkness, Chen Mo stood quietly as he did at the beginning, and did not stop the nine young strong men from dispersing and surrounding him.

There is no shame or pride. After listening to Chen Mo's words, these people began to exert their strength and fulfill him wholeheartedly.

Excited? Excited? Chen Mo couldn't tell what his mood was, but he faintly felt that the blood in his body was boiling, as if every cell was full of deep fighting spirit.

I hope there is enough time. If the misfortune is completely degenerated, it is up to fate! Chen Mo smiled at the corners of his lips and slowly turned his body. He glanced at the nine young masters. The worst here is the strength of heaven and level. Several of them have reached the peak and are almost on the verge of breakthrough. If you really start, the chance of winning is not 100%.

Chen Mo closed his eyes excitedly and took a deep breath. This battle is the best way to test his strength.

"Chen Mo, are you ready?" Yan Wuzhao slowly opened his mouth. As the besieging party, no one wants to take more advantage of him. When he can pursue fairness as much as possible, it is better to be as fair as possible.

"Come on!" Chen Mo's laughter to the sky was full of a heroic atmosphere: "Let's go together!" Let me see how powerful the elites of the Dragon Kingdom can release after joining hands!"

None of the nine strong people answered, and everyone has been absorbed. At this time, if you are distracted, your spirit will be flawed and become a breakthrough for Chen Mo to break through the encirclement.

The fog is permeated, the snowflakes are falling, and the horrible energy trajectory surrounds the whole space and all kinds of means are slowly brewing and erupting.

Chen Mo saw that everyone stopped talking and just improved his strength. At that moment, he laughed, and the psionic power in his body was transmitted crazily to every cell of the body, every corner, and every inch of skin. A low shout spewed out of Chen Mo's throat, and the nine strong people around him were shocked at the same time.

At this moment, the surface of Chen Mo's body became like a legendary demon, quickly ferocious, dark barbed thorns, as horrible as the black magic lines of living things! Light gray energy flow! Horny body, gray runes also swam with the roots of energy, like spider webs, crisscrossing all over the whole body, and even the bones make horrible noises at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Mo looked like a beautiful young man and turned into a monster cast in black metal. The fog wrapped the whole person here, with a terrible body like a fortress.

A faint red light flashed through the scarlet pupils. The owner of these eyes has completely entered the combat state at this moment, and the ground under his feet has also been tossed by him, constantly making a series of moans and chants.

This is... Is this the form of the fallen spell? Everyone was shocked that Chen Mo's change was really terrible.

At this moment, silver hands. Wu Lan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The form on the field was that Chen Mo fell to Chen Mo at the moment of transformation, and the momentum was the first to win, that is, to take the lead.

Christie looked at Chen Mo in astonishment. This change in form has been much different from before, and there is also a real sense of horror. He will not have lost himself, right?

Papa!

Chen Mo suddenly clenched his fingers with his hands, and the contraction force grabbed the air and made a dull sound.

With the sound of two bursts, everyone's hearts suddenly twitched, and Chen Mo's eyes let out a long roar in one mouth, and the momentum continued to rise.

"Action!"

Yan Wuzhao's deafening roar interrupted Chen Mo's long roar. He could no longer bear it any longer, allowing Chen Mo to dominate and continue to climb up. Although the method is despicable, since Chen Mo has such a request, he also wants to take my opportunity to win the first place in one fell swoop.