With a splash, someone hit the water, followed by a burst of blade cries!
After Chen Mo kicked the last person into the water, he casually flung Onimaru from his hand!
With a bang, the long blade stabbed into the floor directly in front of Shochiku Jiro, only a few centimeters from the tip of his nose!
Shochiku Jiro froze with a gulp. This situation seemed rather bad!
But Shochiku Jiro was an elite of the underworld. He had his abilities, no matter what! Though in recent years, as his status rose, he might no longer have charged on the front lines.
Still, he had not forgotten those skills. Shochiku Jiro reached out, grabbed Onimaru, and turned to face Chen Mo!
This youngster was a devil! At that moment, more than a dozen people floated in the hot spring pool behind him, their blood gradually spreading through the water!
"Ah! Bastard, I'll chop you apart!" Shochiku Jiro shouted, raising the blade high in both hands before taking a step forward and slashing at Chen Mo!
"Heh heh!" Chen Mo could only laugh. Onimaru bore his mark—how could he possibly let this fellow hold it and slash at him? Although this fellow's stance and strength were beneath Chen Mo's contempt, he had no inclination to let someone spit in his face and wipe it off himself!
With a tug of his Spiritual Sense, Onimaru shuddered violently!
Shochiku Jiro felt as if the blade in his hands carried a powerful electric current. He could no longer hold it. With a clang, the sword slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor!
Chen Mo made a grasping motion through the air, and Onimaru flew up from the ground. With a swish, he caught it!
After flourishing the blade, he pointed it at