Qin Mo can be said to have quite a lot of experience in fighting against a Martial Venerable-level powerhouse, but in the face of the all-out blow of a Martial Venerable-level powerhouse, he still feels it for the first time.

Previously, although he had been fighting with the Source Dao Zun for a few days, the real life-and-death confrontation was a completely different matter.

"[Breath Swallowing Wind Thunder Palm]!?Sure enough, it's a bastard of Zhantian City's Anjia!?"

Qin Mo's eyes were beating with a cold light, he had been in Zhantian City for a while, and he was quite clear about the various things of the An family.

One of the saint-level masteries of the An family is the [Qi Swallowing Wind Thunder Palm].

Bite!

Flicking his fingers and flicking the sword, Qin Mo's sword was already cut out, and what he used was the [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique], and the sword momentum turned nine times, and in an instant, it was stacked to nine times.

Then, when the sword was fired, the sword momentum had already turned into a brilliant sword blow of the [Dao Nine Swords], but under the increase of the [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique], the sword momentum was also nine times that of the ordinary one.

Such a change in sword momentum was completed only in the moment Qin Mo took out his sword, and there was no trace of stagnation at all.

This is the power of the fourth ray of light of the Open Heaven Sword Soul, which eliminates all the intervals between sword movements, and makes the change of its sword momentum reach the level of arbitrariness.

Tear and pull~~

The sword light flashed, and the palm power containing unparalleled power was cut off, and the power of this sword was not exhausted, and it was still stabbing towards this martial powerhouse.

With a soft sound, the shield around the body of this martial powerhouse was cut open, revealing his true face, which was a middle-aged man with white hair, with a ghost vine hanging from his ear, and his face was seven points similar to An Yanzong, the head of the An family.

"What?!Break the palm momentum of the [Qi Devouring Wind Thunder Palm]!?" Wuzun, surnamed An, was shocked.

This palm is the gathering of his nine successful powers, and it is a saint-level palm skill, urging at such a close distance, let alone a saint-level powerhouse, even if it is a martial artist of the same level, it may not be able to shake it head-on.

However, Qin Mo slashed at him with a sword, easily slashing his palm momentum away, and also cutting open a gap in his body protection true flame.

This little cub's kendo has improved again?!

An surnamed Wuzun was shocked in his heart, since the "Tianzong Grand Meeting", the An family has had a detailed investigation of Qin Mo's martial arts attainments. Knowing that this young man is not only the master of the battle killing method, but also his kendo attainments are extremely profound, before joining Qinglian Mountain, he was crowned with the title of a young swordsman in the Zhentian Kingdom.

But all the swordsmen who are known as "Sword Heroes" are peerless geniuses who condense the sword soul, and there is no doubt that Qin Mo must also begin to condense the sword soul.

This kind of cognition has deepened the An family's fear of Qin Mo a lot. However, the surname An Wuzun didn't take it to heart, he was a generation of Wuzun, and when he met a Saint Realm swordsman who condensed the sword soul, he wouldn't have any concern, and he could be crushed by cultivation alone.

What Wuzun surnamed An is really afraid of is this young man's battle master killing method, which is in some ways, a terrifying mastery that wants to surpass the saint-level martial arts.

But he didn't expect that Qin Mo's sword was so powerful.

In an instant, Wuzun surnamed An reacted, the sword soul possessed by Qin Mo was extremely terrifying, and it was likely to be a super-level sword soul, otherwise, there would not be such a terrifying power, and it would be able to transcend the level and hard-shake the powerhouse.

The thought must be that the killing intent of Wuzun surnamed An is even stronger, this young man's qualifications are too terrible, if he is allowed to grow up, I am afraid that within five years, the An family will not be able to help him.

Airplanes!

At this time, Qin Mo was already another sword kill, and the layers of sword momentum spread out, turning into monstrous sword waves, rushing towards Wuzun surnamed An.

With this collision, Qin Mo already knew that the increase in combat power brought about by the transformation of the sword soul was already able to shake the martial arts powerhouse head-on.

That being the case, how could he let go of such an opportunity, Qin Mo had already had the intention of killing the settlement of Zhantian City.

Boom Boom Boom ......

In mid-air, a big battle broke out immediately, Qin Mo and An surnamed Wuzun both urged all their strength, the sword light was like a dragon, and the palm was like an angry sea, blasting away all the dark clouds in the sky.

This is the collision of honorable grades!

The power of one move and one style not only attracts the power of heaven and earth, but also faintly affects the power of the origin of heaven and earth, bursting out of devastating power fluctuations.

"This kid's sword qi can really shake Wuzun!?" Yin Cheng grinned, even though he had guessed this before, but this scene really unfolding in front of him still made it feel unhappy.

Anyway, it always has a mind, and it wants to ravage this kid with absolute strength.

"It's one thing to contend with Wu Zun, but if you want to put your opponent to death with a sword, you can't. At least, it is impossible to do it with the combat power of the ontology alone. Hu Sanye stroked his beard and said.

Killing a Martial Venerable, even if the Martial Master is in person, may not be able to do it.

After all, all the strong people who can rank among the martial arts are martial arts wizards, and they have too many life-saving means.

Unless, like the previous two supreme killers, they were corrupted by Heiyan and fell into the area of the [Extinction Monument], and were killed thereby.

However, if such a battle was known to the outside world, Qin Mo would immediately shake the Heavenly Sect.

At the age of less than twenty years old, he shook the early stage of Wuzun head-on, which was an incomparably brilliant record.

What's more, this Martial Venerable is not an ordinary Venerable powerhouse, but a Martial Venerable of the An family, who cultivates saint-level peerless learning, and is the best in the same rank.

In terms of talent and talent, Wuzun surnamed An is not as good as Yuan Daozun, but the martial arts he cultivates are incomparable to Yuan Daozun.

It's just that such an evenly matched battle situation is not what Qin Mo wants. He knew very well that after a moment of confrontation, Wuzun surnamed An would probably retreat.

After all, if it were Qin Mo himself, he would feel that something was wrong when he encountered the fall of two supreme-level killers and a young man whose combat power was comparable to that of Wuzun, and it was in the depths of the border.

Moreover, Qin Mo also noticed that the ghost vine hanging in the ear of Wuzun surnamed An was probably used for sound transmission, and maybe there would be companions to support.

"Hurry up!?" Qin Mo's mind moved.

I saw that Wuzun surnamed An was reluctant behind him, and a void figure appeared, and the power of the green flame and beast in his figure flashed, and instantly turned into a sword blade, and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, with a pop, the chest of Wuzun surnamed An was pierced, and a sword blade pierced from behind, shooting out from the front chest, bringing up a splash of blood.

"It's ...... , Blade of Warflame?"

Wuzun, surnamed An, had severe pain in his chest, screamed miserably, and was horrified in his heart. In the fight with Qin Mo, he was cautious enough to guard against being plotted by the [Condensing Void Instant Prison Kill].

But he didn't expect that the sword blade condensed by the war flame was so fast, and when he noticed it, a hole had been opened in his chest.

Escape!?

At this moment, this thought flashed through Wuzun's mind, and his decision was extremely fast.

However, Qin Mo didn't give him a chance, the Blade of War Flame successfully attacked, and he immediately killed with his sword.

At the same time, the Blade of War Flame did not die down, but escaped into the void, and appeared from another place, its angle was tricky to the extreme, and it besieged this martial venerable with its main body.

On the other side, in the canyon, Hu Sanye's eyes flickered, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and the world around him suddenly changed, as if he had entered a desert world.

This was Hu Sanye's illusion, but it confused the space for a moment, causing the speed of Wuzun's retreat surnamed An to stagnate.

This pause was short-lived, but it was extremely fatal in a confrontation at this level.

The sword light in the sky struck, pouring out like the water of despair, and among them, it was also mixed with the mysterious attack and killing of the Void Blade......

In the blink of an eye, Wuzun's whole body surnamed An was already pierced, and his internal organs and meridians were crushed by the violent sword qi.

"Impossible......"

An surnamed Wuzun's eyes widened, but his consciousness was blurred for a moment, and he didn't want to believe until he died that he would die at the hands of a saint-level martial artist.

"It's a pity that An Yanzong is not here, I can't witness your death with my own eyes!"

Qin Mo's cold voice sounded, and a sword light flashed, ruthlessly piercing the eyebrows of Wuzun surnamed An, and at the same time, the blade of war flame flashed, completely piercing his heart.

Subsequently, when the two of them staggered by, the sword of the [Crazy Moon Earth Que Sword] crossed with the sword light of the War Flame Blade, cutting off the body of An surnamed Wuzun, and he died instantly.

"I ......"

An surnamed Wuzun's throat rolled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, he actually wanted to say his name.

The young man who killed him didn't even know his name, and Wuzun, surnamed An, felt that it was a great shame to die like this.

It's a pity that he finally fell into the depths of this border with such a shame.

(End of chapter)