Slap! Slap! Slap!
Chu Mo's spiritual energy rapidly gathered within him and shot out towards the nearly invisible poison arrows in the air, striking them head-on.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The powerful and vast spiritual energy instantly shattered the dozen or so poison arrows, causing them to explode.
"Hehe, the kid from Huaxia does have some skills! But, do you really think you can walk out of my poison assassination array unscathed?"
At the same moment, a gloomy voice of a middle-aged man rang out, followed by a middle-aged island nation man dressed in black clothes, appearing before Chu Mo.
"You think this crappy array can kill me?" Chu Mo curled his lips into a disdainful cold smile: "Besides, who told you that I want to leave?"
"Since you never thought about leaving, then be buried here!"
The island nation middle-aged man sneered coldly and ordered the men behind him: "Kill this boy!"
