C99 Escape

"Eighth Gate of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates. Gate of Death, open!"

Just as the two parties were in a deadlock, Chu He made a prompt decision and immediately opened the door of death.

As his cultivation level increased, if he were to open the Gate of Death within five seconds, he could use up spiritual energy in place of his blood to burn. That way, his lifespan would not be consumed.

Boom!

Immediately, the azure blue steam on Chu He's body started to be replaced by the blood-red steam, and a wave of blood Qi shot towards the sky started to rise from the ground.

Adding on the earth-shaking roar of the "Red Lotus Ice Dragon" behind Chu He, his entire person's might reached its peak.

Even the spectators that were over ten meters away from the battle were unable to withstand the intensity of the pressure and retreated step by step.

"You two evil creatures, kneel down!"

At this moment, Mo Wuwei, who was the closest to Chu He, was in a miserable state. Facing such a terrifying pressure, he had no power to resist at all.

If those two disciples didn't kneel down, then perhaps he would be the one who would be unable to resist and kneel down.

"Young Master Li, have mercy, we were blind, please be merciful and let us go!"

The two disciples were scared silly. When they heard their senior disciple's angry roar, they didn't dare to say anything else. Their legs went soft and they directly kneeled on the ground.

"Withdraw!" Seeing that, Chu He quickly kept his Eight Inner Hidden Gates Formation.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "Phew …" "That was close. I almost lost five seconds."

Looking at the two disciples who were still trembling nonstop on the ground, Chu He said in a deep voice, "Just kneel down straight and you will be done for.

"Hatred from Mo Wuwei + 555."

"Hate from Xie Chao + 682!"

"Hate from Luo Qing + 725"

Hearing Chu He's words, the two people kneeling on the ground had blood-red faces, but did not dare refute him.

If they wanted to crush that terrifying might just now, it would be as easy as crushing an ant to death.

When Mo Wuwei heard Chu He's words, his face also turned ashen. He originally thought that his appearance would calm the situation down, but he never thought that he would almost be involved.

Mo Wuwei paused, but maintained a cold expression: "With Fellow Daoist's strength, I reckon that no one of the same age would be able to match him, even I, would not be your match if I did not use my full strength!"

These words once again caused a commotion.

"Seems like Senior Brother Mo is hiding his strength!"

"That Li Xiaoyao is only at the Pulse Condensation Realm, it can't be that he can truly match up to Senior Mo, so of course we have to let him win."

"I think it's probably because of eldest senior brother's love of talent that he purposely raised him up."

"He really is worthy of being the eldest senior brother. His character is really noble!"

All of a sudden, the surrounding people were all discussing and praising their eldest senior brother as a man of noble character.

Chu He almost laughed out loud when he heard this, this group of lapping dogs were truly amazing, he had even not entered the Southern Star Palace and was already kneeling down licking others.

Looking at Mo Wuwei's arrogant look, Chu He felt a chill run down his spine.

He had almost been crushed to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy, yet he still dared to act cool in front of him!

How can my temper endure this?!

"Prince Mo, did you just say you didn't use your full strength?" How about we spar again? " Chu He said with a smile.

"Fear Value from Mo Wuwei + 666."

Hearing that, Mo Wuwei almost spat out blood, he then waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist, you are joking, our strengths are equal, if we fight, both of us will definitely suffer, I think it's better if we don't."

Mo Wuwei was close to tears, he could not even withstand the pressure of the enemy, if he were to make a move, wouldn't he be beaten up?

"Sigh …" "Don't, come and fight!" Chu He was unrelenting.

"Change days, change days …" Mo Wuwei said with an ashen face.

"At most, I'll let you have one hand!" Chu He laughed.

"Hatred from Mo Wuwei + 888."

Seeing Mo Wuwei lowering his head without saying a word, Chu He seized the opportunity and gave chase: "Worse comes to worst, I'll let you have a kick!"

At this time, Mo Wuwei could no longer stay any longer, he pulled the two people who were kneeling down, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The crowd: "?"

"Hatred from Wen Xue + 666."

"Hatred from Gu Yuan + 666."

...

Seeing Mo Wuwei, who was fleeing in panic, even a fool could tell what was going on. He was obviously afraid of Chu He.