Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1333 - 1302: How Is That Possible

"Sect Master..."

"Lord Zheng Jinhao..."

The surviving cultivators saw this person appear, and they all showed expressions of fear, bowing respectfully and calling out.

"Members of my Yin Yang Shishen Sect can only die in battle. Anyone who dares to run will be killed without mercy!" Zheng Jinhao said coldly, his voice spreading throughout the entire Secret Realm Space through spiritual energy.

Upon hearing Zheng Jinhao's words, everyone showed relief on their faces. After speaking, Zheng Jinhao slowly flew in front of Lin Mo, stopping a hundred meters away, and said coldly: "Lin Mo, do you really think my Yin Yang Shishen Sect is easy to bully? You've killed our former Sect Master Pei Yongjun, and now you come to my Yin Yang Shishen Sect

to cause trouble. Do you think having the Mystic Realm Sect as your backing lets you act recklessly, disregarding my Yin Yang Shishen Sect?"

"There's no need to say much about my grudges with the Yin Yang Shishen Sect. Even if I hadn't joined the Mystic Realm Sect, I would still end the Yin Yang Shishen Sect today."

Lin Mo said lightly, gripping the Xuanyuan Sword tighter in his hand.

A few years ago, Lin Mo went to the Yin Yang Shishen Sect to steal the Hellfire Spiritual Vein and was pursued by Zheng Xiu Yan, Zheng Jinhao, and the Nine-tailed Demon Fox. If he hadn't entered the Eastern Emperor Secret Realm, he might have died at their hands back then.

Furthermore, these people caused his mother to fall into a deep sleep for many years. These hatreds, Lin Mo has always kept them in his heart, waiting for today.

Who would have thought that Lin Mo would grow so quickly, to the point where he can challenge the entire Yin Yang Shishen Sect within just a few years.

"Fine, since you wish to die, I'll fulfill your wish. Don't think that just because you've joined the Mystic Realm Sect, I won't dare to kill you!"

Zheng Jinhao coldly snorted, his figure like lightning, arriving in front of Lin Mo in the blink of an eye, wielding two ink-black blades to fiercely slash down, like two black lightning bolts slashing down.

Lin Mo's eyes burned with flames, raising the Xuanyuan Sword.

Clang!

The two blades struck the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword, like two mountains bearing down, causing Lin Mo's entire body to tremble.

"Such strong power!"

Lin Mo's heart was secretly shocked.

Zheng Jinhao is a Martial Arts Expert of the Sun Wheel Realm, and not just an ordinary Sun Wheel Realm expert. His strength far surpasses that of average Sun Wheel Realm martial artists, especially the two black blades in his hands, which are not ordinary weapons.

"Is this the legendary Ghost Blade?"

"Legend has it that there are three Ghost Blades in total, unexpectedly, two have already been acquired by Lord Zheng Jinhao..."

"It's said that these are divine artifacts passed down from ancient times, with a total of three Ghost Blades, each with incredibly formidable power. The first generation Ghost Blade is the most powerful. I wonder if Lord Zheng Jinhao has obtained it!"

The surrounding Yin Yang Shishen Sect cultivators conversed.

"Ghost Blade, a weapon approaching the level of a Soul Device!" Lin Mo frowned, and with a swift movement, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand pushed aside Zheng Jinhao's two Ghost Blades, once again slashing towards him.

"Lin Mo, die!"

"Ghost Blade, Secret Technique: Hell of Blade!"

Zheng Jinhao retreated a hundred meters, suddenly shouted ominously, and the surrounding scene changed. Instantly Lin Mo's area turned pitch black, his body as if stuck in a bog, drastically lowering both his movement and reaction capabilities.

"Blade Domain?"

Lin Mo frowned, suddenly feeling a chill rise behind him, immediately grasping the Xuanyuan Sword and turning around.

Zheng Jinhao appeared from behind, slashing down with the twin blades, and narrowly being blocked by him.

"Lin Mo, this is my Domain, here I will torment you to death." Zheng Jinhao's figure suddenly became ethereal, his voice coming from all directions.

"Do you think only you have a Domain?"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a bizarre smile, a layer of icy frost forming on the Xuanyuan Sword, with lightning dancing along the edge.

In the dark area, suddenly soft snowflakes flew up, occasionally with flashes of blue electricity.

"Impossible, you actually also have a Domain!"

Zheng Jinhao's shocked voice came.

The Dark Domain could manifest Zheng Jinhao's strongest combat power and also restrict Lin Mo's actions, but now Lin Mo also unleashed a Domain, and it's an Ice and Lightning dual-domain, rendering Zheng Jinhao's Domain completely ineffective.

"Disperse!"

Zheng Jinhao straightforwardly dispersed his Dark Domain, as maintaining a Domain also requires consuming significant True Yuan.

"Withdraw."

Lin Mo simultaneously withdrew his Domain.

"Heavenly Reversal Nine Swords, Shadowless Kill!"

"Ghost Blade, Secret Technique: Meteor!"

The two simultaneously swung the mist in their hands again, clashing with a large energy fluctuation spreading in a ring, instantly obliterating the nearby Yin Yang Shishen Sect cultivators into dust from the sharp shockwave.

Zheng Jinhao wielding the black dual blades, transformed into a black meteor and charged at Lin Mo.

The Shadowless Kill combined the nine sword lights into one, unleashing an unbeatable aura in its slash.

Zheng Jinhao unexpectedly didn't slash directly, instead guiding the energy fluctuation to direct the sword light towards his own left arm, which cleanly severed, dropping a Ghost Blade alongside.

"This guy!"

Lin Mo's eyes widened, Zheng Jinhao even at the cost of losing an arm charged at him.

Clang!

In that instant, Lin Mo raised the Xuanyuan Sword to block in front, Zheng Jinhao's Ghost Blade in his right hand slashing the sword body emitting a crisp sound.

Suddenly, Lin Mo saw the cunning look in Zheng Jinhao's eyes, feeling whispered trouble.

"Die, Lin Mo."

Zheng Jinhao shouted, unexpectedly revealing a black blade identical to Ghost Blade from his mouth, slicing towards Lin Mo's neck, the blade easily ripping the air, carrying strands of back-flowing black gas.

Compared to the two Ghost Blades in his hands, the black long blade in his mouth was even more formidable, this was the first-generation Ghost Blade.

Unexpectedly, all three Ghost Blades were collected by Zheng Jinhao, with the first-generation Ghost Blade comparable to a Soul Artifact First Grade.

From the start, Zheng Jinhao had prepared to sacrifice an arm, intending to close the distance for a lethal blow on Lin Mo.

"No, impossible..."

Zheng Jinhao suddenly opened his mouth, the Ghost Blade within falling downward.

Zheng Jinhao looked down, seeing a white jade-like hand piercing through his chest from behind, blood dripping steadily.

Earlier, they felt no energy fluctuation, Lin Mo was right in front, who would have ambushed him from behind.

"How, how... is it possible." Zheng Jinhao forcefully turned his head, only to see another Lin Mo coldly staring at him.

Two Lin Mo?

The Lin Mo standing behind him was a clone, possessing the Ghostly Compassionate Netherfire, always cultivating within the Sealing Heaven Axis, appearing at the crucial moment to catch Zheng Jinhao off guard.

"Bang!"

Zheng Jinhao's whole body burst with strong energy, 'blowing' Lin Mo away, swiftly fleeing towards the golden palace. "These people I leave to you." Lin Mo glanced at the clone, immediately chasing towards the golden palace following Zheng Jinhao.

Wonderful continuation tomorrow.