The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 292 The power of a punch!
"This... this..." Gu ** was confused by the frightened words, he didn't know what to say to calm his heart that was already terrified.

Sharp eyes, cold eyes, eyes like looking at prey, at this moment, Gu ** only felt that he was in the ice cellar, and as Chu Mo's mysterious black pupils swept randomly, his body could not move, and his breathing began to be difficult .

"Forbidden spell magic..." Among the crowd, Magister Fengming murmured weakly as he watched the land of ice and snow not far away.

"Who wants to try?" Chu Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the evil smile that made enemies hate and women obsessed appeared on his face again. He swept across the people present who were completely dumbfounded, and asked softly.

"He's a devil..." A magician of the White Tiger Mercenary Corps, who was obviously stimulated, yelled in fear.

"The devil... the devil..." The crowd began to become confused, and people shouted in fear.

"Black-haired devil..." A chubby nobleman gasped and muttered, his ruddy face turned pale.

"Black-haired devil..." Hu Yong and Hu Wuming, father and son, took a deep breath and said in unison.

Time seems to have been fixed at this moment, people shouted in panic, Chu Mo stood contemptuously in the ice and snow kingdom and looked at the crowd around him, and there were five beautiful beauties standing behind him.

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The high-ranking king, Grint Feller, looked at the extremely arrogant Chu Mo at this moment, his body seemed to be trembling, and he opened and closed his mouth to read something.

Wang Zidan on the side woke up from the startled state, and after listening carefully, he heard intermittently: "When the dusk of the gods comes, seven-color light descends on the continent, the sacred dragon has awakened, and the boy with black hair and black pupils will Let the mainland fall into madness..."

"Father...Father...what did you say?" Wang Zidan called softly as if he didn't fully understand.

It's a pity that the King Grint Feller at this time has long been silent in the lethality of the forbidden curse magic created by Chu Mo. He seemed to be possessed and kept repeating those words.

"Priest, pastor..." Wang Zidan shouted to the surroundings.

It's a pity that the crowd is so chaotic at this time, how can anyone care about the king and prince, they are all running for their lives.

"Give me peace!" Hu Yong was worthy of being a general, he quickly woke up from the shock, drew out his sword, and shouted loudly.

Immediately, the guards surrounded all around shouted in unison: "Quiet...quiet!"

Seeing this, even Chu Mo had to admire the courage of the great general of the empire. In the face of the legendary forbidden curse, he was still able to wake up quickly and trained a group of such calm guards. Does it mean that Hu Yong is a prestigious commander.

"Where is the White Tiger Mercenary Group?" Hu Yong roared, and the chaotic and noisy White Tiger Mercenary Group fell silent instantly. They quickly organized the team and responded in unison: "It is here!"

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"Chu Mo ruined the wedding, he is the public enemy of Gods and Demons Continent, kill me!" Hu Yong swung his knife and slashed, shouting loudly.

Accompanied by this roar, the Baihu mercenary group rushed towards Chu Mo crazily as if they hadn't seen the ice and snow kingdom beside Chu Mo. Their blood looked like they had eaten Viagra.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Chu Mo spit out four words lightly, clenched his fist with his right hand, and blood-red true energy continuously accumulated to the center of his fist.

The blood-red zhenqi seemed to be like a blood dragon, entangled in Chu Mo's right hand, gradually the blood-colored zhenqi began to expand, and finally, the whole right arm was covered with blood-red zhenqi, without the slightest hesitation, Chu Mo He punched silently.

"One fist will rule the world!" Chu Mo roared violently, and his right fist slammed towards the crowd fiercely with a bloody light all over the sky.

The thick blood-colored true energy directly hit the crowd at this moment, and the magicians of the White Tiger Mercenary Corps hurriedly began to recite magic. Soon, there were wind shields, wind barriers, wind guards, water guards, and water guards. Shields, ice shields, fire shields and other defensive magic protect all members of the White Tiger Mercenary Group.

The thick blood-colored true energy seemed to be moving very slowly. After all the defensive magic appeared, the corners of Chu Mo's mouth slightly raised, and a smirk appeared.

"Screw me!" Chu Mo read softly.

In an instant, the blood-colored light that was still in mid-air slammed towards the defensive magic, and with Chu Mo's voice, the violent blood-colored true energy suddenly exploded.

There was a loud bang, and the blue, red, yellow, and blue magic shields all disappeared at this moment.

Everyone in the Eros Square was staggering, Yaqin almost fell to the ground, Lingqi was quick-eyed, and immediately supported Yaqin who was on the verge of falling, and said with concern: "Be careful!"

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"Eldest sister..." Yaqin smiled gratefully, and just said two words, she was stunned when she saw the scene on the other side.

"What a domineering boxing technique..." Ling Qi also saw the scene on the other side, and couldn't help saying.

In the distance, all the magic shields disappeared, and all the magicians who used the magic shields exploded to death. The huge explosion not only destroyed the magic shields they used, but also caused the magic to backfire, making these magicians Exploded and died.

The explosion of the magicians made the crowd even more chaotic. The blood splattered and the broken pieces of meat all made the crowd vomit.

All the soldiers of the White Tiger Mercenary Group saw that all the magicians in their team were killed by the enemy's punch. How could there be any morale at this moment!

Greed for life and fear of death is a common problem of human beings.

At this time, in order to survive, the fighters of the White Tiger Mercenary Regiment retreated one after another. They were afraid that Chu Mo would throw another forbidden spell or that terrifying punch, and then they would be the next to die.

"The one who retreats dies!" Although he was also shocked by Chu Mo's shocking punch, Hu Yong shouted loudly after killing two retreating white tiger mercenaries with his sword.

Immediately, the imperial guards surrounded all around shouted in unison: "The one who retreats dies!"

Under such pressure, many fighters of the White Tiger Mercenary Regiment held the weapons in their hands tremblingly, and looked around each other. Retreating would mean death, fighting would mean death, they hesitated.

At this moment, a tiger roar sounded, and everyone looked back, only to see Hu Wuming, who had been severely injured, holding a huge ax at this time, because he just screamed and vomited blood, but he shouted ferociously: "A real man will die on the battlefield! The army is here today, and Chu Mo is alone. What is there to fear? Those who kill Chu Mo will be rewarded with a hundred boxes of gold and a thousand horses."

Accompanied by the crazy shout of Hu Wuming, the soldiers of the White Tiger Mercenary Corps seemed to have seen the hundred boxes of gold and thousands of horses. When human beings are oppressed by death to the point of no return, if they are tempted again, they can immediately give birth to Endless potential.

At this moment, the fighters of the White Tiger Mercenary Corps have already forgotten about death. As Hu Wuming said, retreating is death, and fighting is also death. Soldiers should die in battle!Since there is only one Chu Mo today, no matter how strong he is, an army of tens of thousands of people can grind him to death one by one!

With this in mind, the white tiger mercenaries with fierce faces clenched their weapons and approached Chu Mo step by step.

(End of this chapter)