"This kid is definitely dead!"
"I think so too! With such a terrifying sword glow hitting him, how could he not die?"
"However, this kid is still a talent, after all, after killing so many people, he has earned a reputation that will last for centuries."
"Yes, if it were any of us, who could be as arrogant as this kid, and also, so recklessly charging forward without knowing whether he is alive or dead."
...
Those people were all discussing fervently, and in their view, it would be strange if Chu Mo didn't die under the attack of such sword glow.
"Ha ha, that damned kid is finally going to die." At this moment, Liu Jie and Feng Yao saw from a distance, the sword glows they had converged, slashing towards Chu Mo, who clearly seemed unable to withstand it, and immediately, their faces were ecstatic with joy.
However.
What everyone did not expect was.
"Who says I'm dead? A bunch of trash!!"
