When the Twelve Heavenly Soldiers made their move, Hao Chengyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Actually, if it were not for Chu Mo showing an overwhelmingly powerful strength now, Hao Chengyang would definitely not have employed the Twelve Heavenly Soldiers.
After all, this is the Hao family's trump card!
If they could kill Chu Mo, that would be good; if they couldn't kill him, then it would be a huge loss.
He must be killed!! Killed!!
Hao Chengyang swore vehemently in his heart, staring fixedly at Chu Mo, the murderous intent in his eyes almost taking physical form.
At that moment, the Twelve Heavenly Soldiers were almost instantaneously launching their deadly assault at Chu Mo.
Swoosh!!
The longswords in the hands of the Twelve Heavenly Soldiers, all at the same instant, uniformly aimed at Chu Mo's head, heart, arms, and so forth.
The murderous aura surged to the sky, the killing intent spread wildly, extremely sinister!
