"Can this kid win?"

"It's a loss, this is the projection of the battle spirit of the battle lord, this existence is an immortal hero who competes with the strongest generation of Qinglian Mountain. ”

"[Force to dominate the town of air killing], even the Lord of the Blue Lotus almost suffered a big loss at the beginning. How long has this kid only been in the battle camp, unless he comprehends one of the nine killings of the same war master......"

In the sky, many of the strong people watching the battle were already completely boiling, talking to each other one by one, they were all quite nervous, wanting to see what the outcome of this battle was.

Although it is said that in the face of the [Force Lord Town Air Killing] of the Force Lord, nine out of ten of the strong people present asked themselves that they could not compete with it at all when they suppressed the cultivation at the same level.

However, this young man Qin Mo has refreshed one record after another since the "Camp Preparation", and many strong people who are good friends with the camp hope that this young man can win this battle.

......

"It's really an amazing little guy! To be able to fight this far, it's a lot better than the three of you at the beginning. ”

The old commander let out a breath and leaned back in his seat, his expression of regret that could not be concealed.

He did have some regrets, if this little guy had joined the camp earlier, if he could personally guide this little guy, maybe the fourteenth battle would have been won.

Next to him, Luo Ling bowed down and said with a smile: "Compared with this little guy, the three of us are still a lot worse, because ......"

Raising his head and staring at the figure of the young man in the light gate, Luo Ling's heart also hung up, but he clearly knew that this young man had not only mastered the high-level battle intent attack technique in the past half a month.

......

"Qin Mo, you stinky boy, what happened to the battle lord for winning that guy for this seat? It's just a projection of battle intent......"

In one of the pavilions in the sky, Wen Zhanyun's high-pitched roar sounded, and he jumped vigorously, eager to jump out on the spot and rush into the light gate to fight this battle for Qin Mo.

Beside him, the two alternate elders of the main mountain hurriedly stopped them, preventing Wen Zhanyun from having a chance to rush out.

As Wen Zhanyun's friend, the two alternate elders knew very well that if this guy went crazy, no one would be able to stop him.

"Hmm, what's that?!"

One of the blue-robed alternate elders looked up and saw the scene on the battlefield, his eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Wen Zhanyun also raised his head, and when he saw a sword light suddenly lit up on the battlefield, his eyes widened, and he was shocked beyond measure.

......

Airplanes!

Qin Mo clenched his sword, and the sword body trembled, and countless sword marks were conjured, layered on top of each other, stacked together, as if thousands of swords had gathered together, forming the sword body of the [Crazy Moon Earth Que Sword].

This sword blade, which was close to the holy sword, suddenly swirled wildly, rolling up a terrifying whirlpool, and then, a sword aura as sharp as madness, mixed with an incomparably strong battle intent, rushed straight up, stabbing straight at the great man in front of him.

"This is ......" The majestic man showed surprise for the first time, and with a wave of his long knife, he met it.

Bite!

This sword qi collided with the long knife, and it turned into countless sword rays and scattered, like flowing water, shooting towards the whole body of the great man.

Each sword was rotating sharply, with an incomparably sharp battle intent as the center of the rotation, stabbing fiercely at the battle intent armor on the great man's body.

In an instant, traces of cracks appeared on the surface of the Battle Intent Armor, and then cracked.

"Shattered my battle armor??, this sword intent, this battle intent......" The great man was really surprised, but he was super fast, his figure was illusory, and he shuttled through countless swords, and it was like flowing water through the gaps, all of which dodged the past.

"It's really an extraordinary speed, is this the battle intent area formed by the [Force Lord Town Air Killing]? But did you really detect any attacks......

Qin Mo's figure flickered, but he disappeared out of thin air, as if he had escaped into the void, and completely disappeared on this battlefield.

"Gone? no, it's ......"

The majestic man was startled at first, and then responded, and with a wave of the long knife, a curtain of knives cascading like autumn water spread out, enveloping the area, as stable as an iron bucket.

However, there was a flash of light in the void, and a sword light suddenly appeared, like a meteor on a moonlit night, and disappeared in a flash, and the sword curtain was opened in the Shengsheng Cave, cutting off the long knife of the great man.

Bite......

The sound of Qingyue came out, and in the dense rain of swords, it was so loud, and it also made the originally fierce battlefield seem silent all of a sudden.

The majestic man stood there with a broken knife in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, and he locked on a figure that appeared out of thin air, it was Qin Mo.

Thundered......

The battle intent boiled like lava, circulating around Qin Mo's body, forming a thin layer of armor, which was the battle armor condensed by the battle intent.

The condensation of this battle armor is not a high-level battle intent attack technique, but depends on the degree of comprehension of battle intent.

Many of the talented fighters in the battle camp, even if they master several high-level battle intent attack techniques, may not be able to condense into battle armor.

And some talented geniuses can condense battle armor after joining the battle camp for a few years.

Now, although the battle armor on Qin Mo's body was very thin, it was almost substantial, which was extremely rare.

What's more important is his saber, a wisp of battle intent lingers on it, slowly rising, making the entire sword body flicker, as if nothing.

Behind Qin Mo, there was a pair of vague wings of light, which were actually formed by thousands of light filaments, and gently fanning, driving Qin Mo's figure to become lighter and lighter.

"This is the silk of war intent, far and wide!"

"And the sword just now actually broke through the battle intent knife of this seat, this requires a stronger battle intent than this battle intent projection......

The majestic man muttered, and immediately understood, and laughed loudly, "Funny little guy! It's really funny, I've not seen a little guy like you for too long, come!

Thundered......

The entire void shook, a violent wind blew on this wasteland, and the blazing battle intent continued to gush, forming a thick layer of war clouds, covering the sky above this battlefield.

Oo......oo

The thunderous collision continued to sound, and pillars of light rushed up, which was the pillar of battle intent that would rush up every time the two figures collided.

Qin Mo and Wei'an men both let go of their defenses and attacked with all their might, and the speed at which the two figures moved was like a ghost, and in an instant, they had collided thousands of times.

......

At this time—

In the sky pavilions outside the light gate, many strong people had already stood up one after another, watching the battle with full attention.

This is the [Condensation Void Instant Prison Kill] ...... of the War Master's Nine Kills"

"What did I see? Didn't that young man just join the war camp for half a month? Why does cultivation have nine killings of war masters?"

"Oh my God! Qin Mo cast [Condensation Instant Prison Kill], and it was inseparable from the battle intent projection of the battle lord!"

A burst of exclamations, which could no longer be suppressed, came from the towers in the air, and many strong people watching the battle could no longer hold back, and came to the balcony of the pavilion to watch the battle situation from afar.

Although many of the strong people watching the battle were all world-shattering existences, the battlefield inside the Guangmen was filled with too strong battle intent, and if it was not for the cultivation of a profound battle intent attack technique, it would be difficult to get a clear look at the situation in the battlefield.

Therefore, these high-level powerhouses in Qinglian Mountain could only come out, use their eyesight, and pay close attention to this battle.

Now, the fourteenth battle of the "Camp Preparation" is no longer a simple battle of tempering for the members of the camp reserves.

This is the collision between the nine kills of the war lord, such a battle is too rare, the nine kills of the war lord is the secret of the war camp, and it is difficult to witness one for decades, or even hundreds of years.

What's more, it is still a projection of the battle spirit of the battle lord, and a duel with a peerless young man, which contains too many meanings.

"[Condensation Instant Prison Killing]! It turned out to be the nine kills of the war master, Luo Ling, this bastard, after the deity goes back, he must be beaten severely!"

In one of the pavilions, Wen Zhanyun cursed again and again, but he smiled, he finally understood why Luo Ling was so sure as he said before, thinking that Qin Mo was so sure that he had won all the way and won the twelfth victory.

The battle master's nine-kill one-kill skill, if you can get a glimpse of the door, you will be able to crisscross the "camp preparation battle".

Moreover, Wen Zhanyun also mastered a kind of War Master Nine Kills, so he could clearly see that the [Condensing Void Instant Hell Kill] performed by Qin Mo was a little different.

"It's not enough to just rely on the [Condensation Instant Prison Kill] that has just peeked into the door, and want to compete with a projection of the battle intent of the battle master. There must be other powers in this little guy's body, which can enhance the power of [Condensing Void Instant Hell Kill] to be able to have this power. Is it the innate endowment of this kid Qin Mo, or is it something else......"

Wen Zhanyun touched his chin, both excited and happy, but also generated all kinds of speculations.

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