Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

That dazzling golden light curtain suddenly appeared in the sky, looking from a distance like a thin golden veil, yet it contained a terrifying aura that made one's heart throb.

In the distance, Werewolf Creighton and the Blood Clan Twins felt their hearts constrict sharply with this sword; Lin Mo was going to kill the Ninth Prince!

"No, you can't kill me!"

The Ninth Prince, embedded in the rock, felt the power contained in that sword light, his face suddenly changed color, and he screamed in terror, his entire body radiating dark light, almost like a dark cocoon enveloping his entire body.

"Bang!"

In a flash, the sword light had already slashed onto the black cocoon, and waves of energy rippled outward in rings, the surrounding rocks shattering inch by inch; everything was turned into dust under the intense energy.

"Did Lin Mo really kill the Ninth Prince?"

"The Ninth Prince is a genius cultivated by the Fallen Angel clan, a seed candidate for the Mystic Realm Sect, Lin Mo doing this will definitely cause a big shot from the Fallen Angel clan to intervene!"

Werewolf Creighton and the Blood Clan Twins frowned simultaneously, besides shock, there was also a touch of horror and fear on their faces.

If they were the ones fighting this battle against Lin Mo instead of the Ninth Prince, they would have no confidence in defeating him.

The Ninth Prince, hit by the powerful force, soared into the sky like a black meteor, directly flying out of the Sealing Heaven Axis.

Lin Mo frowned, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, immediately transformed into a flowing light, and dashed out of the Sealing Heaven Axis.

Outside the Sealing Heaven Axis in the sky, the Ninth Prince's clothes were ragged, looking as if he was a beggar from the subway, his left wing broken, black blood constantly dripping from the wound, his aura becoming extremely weak.

"Lin Mo, Lin Mo, I haven't been this desperate for a long time, the last person who could injure me was that trash Dev from the Light Angel clan."

With his head drooping, the Ninth Prince's hair was disheveled, and there were several crisscross wounds on his once handsome face.

Lin Mo stood in the air, raising his palm, the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword pointing directly at the Ninth Prince, "You wanted to kill me and seize the treasure, but it's a pity you never thought you'd lose to me."

Whoosh whoosh!

At the same time, Werewolf Creighton and the Blood Clan Twins flew out of the Sealing Heaven Axis.

"Lin Mo, are you crazy? If you kill the Ninth Prince, the big shots of the Fallen Angel clan will definitely not let you go," Werewolf Creighton suddenly said, frowning.

The Blood Clan Twins gave a surprised glance at Creighton from the Wolf Clan, knowing that whether the Ninth Prince died or Lin Mo was hunted down by the big shots of the Fallen Angel clan, it would be beneficial for them.

"Yes, Lin Mo, if you dare to kill me today, you won't leave here alive." The Ninth Prince raised his head, with a few grim lines on his face, coldly staring at Lin Mo.

"The Ninth Prince wanted to kill me and seize my treasure, now he's lost, should I still not dare to kill him?" Lin Mo sneered, "For a drop of water's gratitude, I'll repay with an overflowing spring, and for a blood feud, I'll return it a hundredfold."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Mo had already transformed into a rainbow light rushing towards the Ninth Prince, swinging the Xuanyuan Sword to chop again, at this point, the Ninth Prince was at the end of his tether, the black mist shield that had gathered in front of him was shattered in an instant by the fierce sword light.

The powerful impact sent the Ninth Prince flying hundreds of meters again, the violent aura sweeping over his entire body, his clothes were torn to shreds, and the space ring flew out simultaneously.

A red vine twisted in the air behind Lin Mo like a red lightning, sweeping out and engulfing the space ring.

"Ninth Prince, when you came to kill me, you should have been prepared for extinction."

Lin Mo's eyes showed a firm determination, even in the face of the Fallen Angel clan's revenge, today he had to kill the Ninth Prince.

"No, you can't kill me!"

Facing the terror of death, the Ninth Prince's face finally showed an expression of fear, aware that Lin Mo was completely undaunted by the pursuit of the Fallen Angel clan, resolute in his decision to kill him today.

Between life and death, there is great terror; only those who truly face life and death can feel it.

"Slash!"

In Lin Mo's pupils, light burst forth without a moment of hesitation, he gripped the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword with both palms, the Star Power in his Dantian surged out, the sword emitting a dazzling brilliance.

Swoosh!

The Longsword slashed down from the air, the sword light spanning hundreds of meters, cutting towards the Ninth Prince.

At the same moment, a sudden black stream of light appeared in the sky, dived toward the Ninth Prince, and actually intercepted this fierce sword.

Werewolf Creighton and the Blood Clan Twins were momentarily stunned upon seeing the flash of black light, and then they simultaneously lowered their heads slightly, respectfully calling, "Greetings, Councilman."

"Uncle!"

The Ninth Prince couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face upon seeing the black figure standing in front of him, as if seeing hope amidst despair, "Uncle, hurry up and kill Lin Mo for me and avenge me!"

From hundreds of meters away, Lin Mo saw the appearance of this black figure, and he too felt a sense of oppression from the soul, his gaze focused on that shadow.

The shadow was a middle-aged foreign man in a black suit, with a square face, with three pairs of black wings spread behind him, shrouded in heavy black mist, exuding a sinister and eerie aura.

"A loss is a loss, if you want me to make a move, do you still want your genius title?" The middle-aged man said upon hearing the Ninth Prince's words, frowning, his gaze as sharp as a blade fixed on him.

Facing the middle-aged man's gaze, the Ninth Prince couldn't help but lower his head, clenching his fist tightly, almost grinding his teeth to pieces.

Lin Mo also raised his sword-like eyebrows, the aura emanating from this middle-aged man with six black wings was absolutely no weaker than Izanami, he was a strong man of the Sun Wheel Realm.

"Are you Lin Mo?"

The middle-aged man turned his head, his gaze cruelly fixated on Lin Mo, making it feel as if countless needles were piercing one's skin, inducing a feeling of stinging pain.

This was the psychic suppression, the level suppression belonging to a Martial Artist of the Sun Wheel Realm.

Feeling that stinging sensation, Lin Mo immediately steadied his confidence, his eyes shot forth with two beams of brilliance, vaguely resisting the invisible sense of oppression.

"Not bad, truly a genius, to actually resist the suppression I emanate, but don't forget, I'm not trash like Yin Kui, if I want to kill you, it's as easy as crushing an ant," the middle-aged man said faintly, looking at Lin Mo.

"Is that so? So this is the Fallen Angel clan, can't beat me one by one so they send in the old, if you want to fight me then let's fight!" Lin Mo's internal Star Power exploded again with a hundredfold combat power increase, his aura rising sharply.

"Indeed, you have some skill, but do you think with just this, you can defeat my Blazing Angel Demon Scythe?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, spreading his three pairs of wings from behind, instantly flying in front of Lin Mo, his gaze like an endless abyss, staring directly at Lin Mo.