"As you wish!"

In everyone's surprise and expectation, Qin Mo's pace was fast. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Point, bounce, and slide staggered, and he flew backwards, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand and drawing a perfect arc with his right hand.

The sound of the sword sounding in my ears was the sound of the blade of the sword rubbing against the scabbard.

The footsteps are staggered back and forth, the body is low, the center of gravity is in front, the body is turned to the left, the left hand is clasped near the sword scabbard, the five fingers of the right hand are fluffed, close to the hilt, and the eyes become extremely sharp, making it impossible to look directly.

A trace of indescribable fierceness condensed on Qin Mo's body, and instantly diffused, and the whole person seemed to have become a divine sword, with a sharp edge that shocked the world, and gradually restrained, all hidden in the sheath, just waiting for the moment of unsheathing, and crying ghosts and gods in the earth.

The ...... of the Seven Swords of the Lonely Peak Plucking the sword!

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?"

"What a sharp feeling. ”

Exclamations rang out.

Wu Yan, Xu Jian and the others who practiced swords almost got up, their faces full of surprise, they could clearly feel the incomparable edge condensed on Qin Mo's body.

Unparalleled momentum and uniqueness.

Seems...... It seems to fit perfectly with the sword in your hand.

Seems...... The whole thing is a real sword...... Sword!

"Is the sword close to perfection moving as you like!?" Beichen Yu's eyes narrowed.

Xiao Bieli's eyes seemed to have golden light blooming, and with a low shout, it was like a dragon's roar, and the spear with both hands broke through the air and stabbed out, turning into a golden dragon and rushing out of the abyss, carrying incomparable strength and might, as if smashing a mountain and blasting towards Qin Mo.

A trace of sharpness burst out, the figure trembled slightly, the five fingers of the right hand were wide open, and then the hilt of the sword was buckled, and the sword was drawn!

The sound of the sword is melodious, and if the sound can be around the beam for three days.

The sharp sword light cuts through the air, and if the waning moon crosses the night sky, it is the best in ancient and modern.

Splitting Sword Pose!

Xuangong operation, under the strong true qi, the sword style is cast, strong to the extreme, no matter what you are hard and firm, you can't resist this sword, the edge of the Xuanbing-level sword is urged to the extreme, and nothing is cut.

With a sword cut, the golden dragon seemed to let out a mournful roar, and the dragon's head was cut off and directly dispersed.

The body is undulating like a wave, and under the retreat and forward, the momentum is unstoppable, as if overcoming thorns and thorns and moving forward.

The sword is out and there is no return!

Impressive!

Crazy Sword Pose!

Xiao Farewell shook with a shot and turned into a dragon flying.

Dragon Soar Nine Days!

But the dragon was defeated under the powerful impact of the mad sword, and it was invincible.

"What the hell is that?"

"Why is it so scary?"

Everyone around them was full of horror.

It's not that they're making a fuss, it's that the swordsmanship that Qin Mo has used is too powerful, compared to ordinary grandmaster-level swordsmanship, it is not inferior, or even better to use.

At this moment, the difference in strength between the two sides seemed to be eliminated, except for the extremely stunning sword light, which seemed to pierce everything and slash everything.

Xiao Bieli gritted his teeth, he didn't have any idea anyway, after Qin Mo used this sword technique, it would be so terrifying, it was completely beyond his expectations.

But, so what?

I have a dragon lance in hand, who can break it?

Belief rose, momentum condensed, stronger horizontally, faintly, as if a dragon's groan came from outside the sky, and it seemed to come from Tang Junluo's body, to a certain extent, Xiao Bieli had a trace of transformation under the pressure brought by the Seven Swords of Qin Mo Gufeng.

Broken Sword Pose!

The sword light splashed, like a butterfly piercing flowers, like a torrential rain, dense and endless, as if endless, if the huge wave was empty and surging.

Retreat, retreat!

Xiao Bideli carried the gun with both hands, trying his best to resist, but he still couldn't help but retreat step after step.

The collision of swords and guns, the piercing sound of gold and iron piercing through the gold cracked stones, and countless sparks bloomed like meteors on a summer night, sprinkled endlessly, making people dizzy, making people's hearts sway, and making people's blood boil.

Flying Sword Pose!

A sword, like a wind breaking through the sky, like a meteor chasing the moon, as if coming from the void outside the sky, through the dazzling flowers, through the mountains, through the sky and the sun.

A little cold, like a flying star outside the sky, magnified in front of Xiao Farewell's eyes, filling the whole world, and also magnifying in the eyes of everyone, leaving the world independent.

Fast to the extreme!

The arms are swollen, the green tendons are bulging like pythons, the strength seems to exceed the limit, the hands are swirling, and the spears are like wheels rolling impermeable.

The tip of the sword was retracted at one point, but the power exploded instantly, causing Xiao Beili to tremble with the golden dragon spear in his hand, his arms shook, and he retreated again and again.

The left foot took a heavy step forward, the body turned to the right with all its might, the right arm held the sword backwards like pulling a big bow, the left hand raised the sword finger and pointed directly at Tang Junluo, the power surged from the sole of the foot like a whirlwind, through the waist straight through the right arm, the right arm swelled in a circle, the qi and blood were like volcanic magma almost about to erupt out, and the strength of the extreme force did not vomit or be unhappy.

Proud sword pose!

The last sword and the strongest sword of the Seven Swords of Lone Peak.

A sword seems to be able to smash boulders, penetrate mountains, and shatter the earth, and go straight to the clouds to break through the nine heavens, piercing the stars through the moon, and destroying the stars and sinking.

Everyone felt a terrifying edge, as if it was about to shatter them all, turn them into powder, and make them terrified.

Xiao Bieli was under the most direct and intense pressure, the whole person was about to suffocate, almost collapsed, but he firmly believed, burst out with strength, and let out a loud roar, as if the dragon went out to sea for nine days.

The dragon spear was prompted to the extreme, and the dragon pattern on the spear exuded a bloody brilliance, as if it was about to turn into a dragon with teeth and claws and claws out of the gun.

"Take my last shot...... Soul Kill!" With a low shout, Xiao Bieli's momentum broke through the limit and reached a new height, holding the gun in both hands, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the golden spear, like a dragon falling from the sky, smashing the clouds with its teeth and claws to tear the sky, as if he wanted to smash the earth and sink.

The roar and the gun's momentum became one, exerting all his strength and might, and in an instant, he broke some kind of shackles and stepped into a new realm.

The sword moves as you like...... Complete!

One shot away from the soul, I am invincible!

This is the strongest collision, and whoever wins or loses will determine success or failure.

Sword and spear, sword tip and spear tip, proud sword and soul escape!

Collide!

A sharp tear of the eardrum was made, and in an instant, nothing could be heard, countless sparks splashed in front of me, the color faded, and became black and white, and everything that was empty was blurred and distorted.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!

After a dozen breaths, a faint voice sounded, as if it was coming slowly from the sky, becoming clear, and the black and white in front of him was dyed, gradually becoming vivid and returning to its original state.

Qin Mo took five steps back, his feet left five marks on the hard floor, the sword body trembled wildly, and the right hand holding the sword trembled.

Xiao Bieli's hands were empty, his palms were rubbed into the skin, blood beads oozed out and stained his palms red, his hands were still trembling, and the golden dragon spear didn't know when, inserted on the ground behind Xiao Bieli, and the body of the spear shook.

But the eyes of the two are still sharp and domineering.

All around, there was a dead silence, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard, except for the sound of the sword and the spear body shaking clearly.

It took a dozen breaths before other voices rang out.

"Qin Mo, this battle, you have won. Xiao Beili put down his hands behind his back and said heartily.

"I should have won. Qin Mo did not shy away from admitting it.

In the end, it seems to be evenly matched, but one person has a sword in his hand and one person has a gun out of his hand, so there will naturally be a high and low conclusion.

"Just now, Xiao Bieli took the initiative to say that he lost?"

"That's right, Xiao Bieli lost. ”

"I didn't expect that even Xiao Bieli was not an opponent, so which younger generation of Innate Realm martial artists in our Nantong County was that Qin Mo's opponent?"

"No, no one is his opponent, all defeated. ”

It's a peculiar feeling, one that makes people feel excited and excited, and it also makes people feel sorry and feel shameless.

"Your combat power is quite good, compared to those hidden dragon list geniuses in Yunzhou City, they are not weak at all, and even stronger. Qin Mo's long sword flipped over and inserted it into the scabbard with great accuracy, without the slightest sound, indicating that the sword body did not have too much friction with the inside of the scabbard when it entered the scabbard.

"Hidden Dragon List ......" Beichen Yu keenly caught the words in Qin Mo's mouth, and was slightly stunned, and countless thoughts burst out of his mind.

"There is no one else to fight me. Qin Mo's eyes widened.

Chongchuan Hou's face was gloomy, and he laughed loudly.

Nantong Hou glanced at Chongchuan Hou, and said without being salty or light: "What's so happy, this Qin Mo is not your disciple." ”

"Hey...... It's just me who brought in to defeat your disciples. Chong Chuan Hou smiled proudly.

Seeing that no one dared to come up to fight, Qin Mo couldn't help but shake his head, looking a little disappointed, and was about to jump off the Dragon Fighting Platform.

"Wait a minute. A voice sounded, and the piercing noise fell into Qin Mo's ears, which also made the surrounding whispers fall silent, and all eyes looked at the same target in unison.