After Qin Mo fled into the woods, he didn't run away directly, although Kunpeng was enough to keep him safe, but now he didn't want to escape.

He continued to weave through the woods, keeping a certain distance from his pursuers, until he finally stopped in a relatively open area in the woods, and gasped for breath, looking very tired.

From the moment he began to escape, Qin Mo began to operate the Heaven Capture Technique, watching the person in front of him gradually approach, a cold light flashed in Qin Mo's eyes, but he still didn't make any moves, allowing the other party to approach step by step.

The man stopped two feet away from Qin Mo, saw that Qin Mo was panting constantly, and sneered: "Boy, weren't you still running fast just now." Why don't you run now?"

Qin Mo shook his head and said, "I can't run, I'll run again when I take a breath." ”

"Haha, do you think we're playing cat scratching rats? I'll send you to Hades right now. ”

When he said this, the man's expression became colder and colder, and as soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his palm towards Qin Mo's face, and the strong palm wind blew the leaves in the forest, but Qin Mo did not dodge and did not immediately make a move, until the opponent's palm was less than a meter away from him, then he suddenly picked up his fist and smashed it towards the opponent's palm, and all the heaven and earth essence qi absorbed before was poured into the fist. The fists and palms touched, Qin Mo immediately flew upside down and crashed into a big tree behind him, the big tree was shaken to the point of falling leaves, Qin Mo coughed up blood, and his face was also pale. And the person who chased and killed Qin Mo screamed miserably, just now Qin Mo relied on his strong body to fight with the opponent's body, and the punch hit the opponent's palm and shattered the opponent's hand bone and the small half-amputated arm bone, such a physical injury to the opponent was unbearable even if he cultivated to reach the third-order Mahayana.

Qin Mo slowly stood up, then stepped on Kunpeng, rushed over with extreme speed, pulled out the anti-heaven sword behind his back, and slashed diagonally at the opponent's neck. The man's right hand bone was broken, and he had to dodge in a hurry, and then in a panic, he used his left hand to shoot five sword qi in a row.

Kunpeng changed into an immortal thaumaturgy, and his body was like electricity, Qin Mo avoided the five sword rays, and then quickly stabilized his body, and rushed towards the opponent with the sword again while continuously infusing the true qi into the anti-heaven sword, and then violently threw the anti-heaven sword towards the opponent, and the anti-heaven sword came out of his hand and pointed directly at the opponent's heart. After the long sword was taken out of his hand, Qin Mo used his six strengths and at the same time tried his best to punch out.

The middle-aged man who was chasing and killing Qin Mo snorted coldly, and his left hand clenched his fist and shot out a domineering energy that rushed towards the snake-like anti-heaven sword. Although the Heaven Defying Sword was infused with some true qi by Qin Mo, it was still blown out by the middle-aged man's fierce fist. At the same time that the Heaven Defying Sword was shattered, Qin Mo's six fist shadows also rushed to a distance of less than three feet away from the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's face changed for the first time, he felt the aura of danger, and hurriedly dodged, and at the same time smashed the sword qi in front of him with a fist.

Despite this, two fists struck him, the punch from his feet made his feet numb, and the punch from behind made him stagger forward.

The middle-aged man was furious, pointed at Qin Mo and said viciously: "Okay, you little brute dares to calculate me, if you don't torture you to death today, I swear not to be a man." ”

Qin Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "If you don't want to be a person, then I'll send you to be a ghost." ”

Qin Mo turned around and ran wildly towards the rear, slipping away again.

When the middle-aged man saw Qin Mo fleeing like a fly, he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and scolded angrily: "Little bastard, if I don't kill you, it will eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”

Seeing the middle-aged man chasing after him, Qin Mo suddenly stopped his body, concentrated the true qi of his whole body into his right hand, and then raised his fist forward. The middle-aged man was too fast and didn't expect Qin Mo to suddenly come with such a hand, and instantly rushed to Qin Mo's approach, and at this time Qin Mo had already punched him, he had no choice but to raise his fist to meet him, without the slightest suspense, the middle-aged man's left hand suffered the same fate as his right hand.

The middle-aged man felt the fear from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't understand that the other party's physical strength was so perverted, and he didn't look at Qin Mo, who was beaten by him, turned around and ran away.

Qin Mo endured the severe pain, picked up the anti-heaven sword not far away, stepped on the Kunpeng and chased after it, the knife fell in his hand, the middle-aged man failed to escape after all, and was beheaded by Qin Mo.

Qin Mo didn't stay here for long, just breathed a little, and then disappeared into the woods. Qin Mo spread his divine sense and kept walking through the forest, and soon he discovered the breath of Zihan. At this time, Zihan was fighting with two other middle-aged men, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth and multiple wounds on his body. The other two were also not having a good time, and they also had multiple wounds on their bodies.

But it was obvious that Zi Han was at a disadvantage, Qin Mo rushed into the arena and shouted: "You two don't know whether to live or die, the guy who was with you just now has been beheaded by me, if you don't hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy, I may be able to leave you with a whole corpse for a while." Qin Mo spoke to the two of them in such an extremely arrogant tone, it was not that he really had the ability to kill the two, so it was just to provoke the two of them and reduce Zihan's pressure to the greatest extent, this beauty in front of him not only had a good temperament, but also gave himself half a roasted hare before, Qin Mo had a good impression of her, and now seeing that she was in trouble, Qin Mo also wanted to help her.

The two of them didn't believe what Qin Mo said at all, he didn't believe that Qin Mo could defeat the strong with the weak at all, and in such a short period of time.

One of them, a middle-aged man dressed in black, sneered: "Ignorant thief, I will tear your mouth and cut off your tongue, so that you will regret coming to this world." ”

Another gray-clothed man said: "Just now, the third child let you get away with it, and now that you have thrown yourself into the net, I will clean you up first." ”

Qin Mo said with a smile: "Old horseman, you have lived long enough, and you can die in my hands today, and you will be considered a good death." ”

The man in gray was furious, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and he shouted: "Go and die." After speaking, he formed his hands into eagle claws, unfolded his body and rushed towards Qin Mo, and at the same time grabbed Qin Mo's throat with his right claw, wanting to lock his throat and cut Qin Mo's neck with one move. Qin Mo reluctantly adjusted his state to the best, and then Qin Mo poured his true qi into his legs, leaping up and kicking only the chest of the gray-clothed old man in the air.

The gray-clothed old man did not retreat until the two sides rushed together, suddenly stopped his figure, swept with iron claws, and grabbed Qin Mo's calf. Ran jerked back, and at the same time, his left arm bent and slammed his elbow into Qin Mo's chest. Qin Mo only felt a sharp pain in his calf, and hurriedly withdrew his hands to his chest to block. How could the full force of the gray-clothed man's furious blow be blocked so easily. Qin Mo was hit by such a savage elbow blow and flew three or four feet away. Qin Mo fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, vomiting blood, and the blood stained a large piece of the clothes on his chest. What is even more shocking are the three deep bone-deep claw marks on his legs. Bloody and exposed, half of the trouser legs were ripped off where they were caught.

Qin Moqiang endured the severe pain and stood up and laughed: "Third-order Mahayana, but Er'er. What can you do to me, old horseman?"

Zi Han fought with the middle-aged man in black, and at this moment she was looking at Qin Mo with a complicated and indescribable gaze, at this moment her mind was like her gaze, even she herself was difficult to understand, she felt her heart tremble slightly, she didn't know why the person in her eyes did all this without hesitation.

At this moment, her heart was in turmoil, and she lost her former composure. She adjusted her state to the best she could achieve, and fought with the middle-aged man in black again, and all kinds of killing moves continued. He didn't want Qin Mo's thoughts to be in vain, at this moment she just wanted to do her best to kill the middle-aged man in black in front of her, and then go to help Qin Mo. But after all, there is a big gap between her and the man in black, although the killing moves are constant, she can only barely fight with the middle-aged man in black, as one of the most outstanding disciples of the Demon Domain, she naturally has the ability to kill the opponent in a short period of time, but this kind of exercise has always been a domineering forbidden technique that damages oneself and hurts the enemy, and the forbidden technique often has a serious backlash against oneself, and there is no point in killing the enemy in this way. It was impossible to kill the middle-aged man in black in a short period of time, and she was too impatient now, and gradually fell into the disadvantage.

On the other side, although Qin Mo used the Divine Phoenix Tribulation to heal his injuries, he consumed a lot of essence blood because of it, and at this moment, his face was pale, and he kept dodging and barely entangled with the gray-clothed man.

Suddenly, during a close battle between the middle-aged man in black and Zi Han, Qin Mo tried his best to hit a sword qi to attack the middle-aged man in black, the middle-aged man in black was fighting with Zi Han, but Qin Mo suddenly shot at him and hurriedly dodged, but Qin Mo's sword qi still stabbed his left ribs, and immediately blood gushed out, and the middle-aged man in black immediately withered a lot, Zi Han saw the momentum and made a killing move, and shot eleven sword qi in a row, and the first ten sword qi were all shattered by the middle-aged man in black, but the last sword qi rushed into the chest of the middle-aged man in black, and the middle-aged man in black was penetrated by the sword qi before and after。 He fell heavily to the ground.

When Qin Mo sneaked up on the middle-aged man in black, in order to avoid the obstacle of the man in gray, he first pretended to fight the man in gray, and hit the man in gray with a false move that did not contain a little strength, and the man in gray also punched Qin Mo. At this time, Qin Mo suddenly used all his strength to shoot a sword qi at the middle-aged man in black. The sword qi he unleashed worked to win Zi Han's fight, but at the cost of the gray-clothed man slamming his fist into his chest. Qin Mo spewed out a mouthful of blood from the sky, sprinkled the sky with blood rain, and then smashed it to the ground. This time, Qin Mo once again consumed his essence and blood to run the Divine Phoenix Tribulation to recover some of his injuries, and then rushed towards the gray-clothed man again, and used Liuhe to entangle the gray-clothed man many times, until Zi Han killed the middle-aged man in black, and then once again he ran the Divine Phoenix Tribulation to completely recover his injuries and fight Zi Han against the gray-clothed man.

The man in gray had already suffered a lot of injuries before, and now Qin Mo and Zi Han attacked him together, and there was no suspense, and his head was cut off by Zi Han's final thunder blow not long after.

At this time, Qin Mo had recovered from his injuries due to the operation of the Phoenix Tribulation, and his injuries were not as serious as Zihan's, but he had consumed too much essence and blood, and he had already injured the foundation, and at this time, he was already extremely weak and almost crumbling. Although Zihan's condition was a little better than Qin Mo's, it was only a little better.

At this moment, only the two of them were quietly looking at each other in the woods, and after a while, Zihan said, "Can you tell me why?"

A smile appeared on Qin Mo's pale face, and he said, "Can you eat your roasted rabbit meat again?" After speaking, Qin Mo suddenly fell backwards.