"Humph!" Looking at the Seven Ghosts and Huang Xintian who suddenly appeared, Qin Mo didn't take them too seriously, and he had a new plan in his heart.

"Overwhelming!"

The Seven Ghosts came up and attacked Qin Mo fiercely, and this time after he was injured, his cultivation had improved to a certain extent, so he had greater confidence to defeat Qin Mo.

"The sword points to the West Mountain!"

The long sword in Huang Xintian's hand also stabbed towards Qin Mo abruptly.

Two fierce sword shadows came straight towards Qin Mo, Qin Mo took advantage of his face, but he didn't panic at all.

"Cross Slash!"

Qin Mo let out a low snort, and the katana in his hand suddenly drew a cross, and the scarlet cross suddenly flew towards the attack of the two people.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a wave of energy spread out from the period, but how could Qin Mo be able to deal with the attack of these two eighth-rank martial artists alone?

However, at this time, Qin Mo had already jumped up and dodged the attack of the two of them.

"Collapse Strike!"

Qin Mo, who was jumping in mid-air, suddenly slashed at Huang Xintian, because Huang Xintian was relatively weaker than the Seven Ghosts. Now Qin Mo just wants to get rid of Huang Xintian first.

The pale red sword shot straight at Huang Xintian, seeing this, Huang Xintian was also shocked, he didn't expect that the current Qin Mo was much stronger than what he had encountered before. However, he had fought with Qin Mo after all. He was also a little accustomed to Qin Mo's elusive attacks, so now he could also react.

"The sword points to the North Sea!"

Huang Xintian let out a low snort, and the long sword in his hand came out again.

"Boom!"

This time, after Qin Mo's mountain collapse attack and Huang Xintian's martial arts collided together, they canceled each other out, which showed that Qin Mo's attack power was now completely comparable to that of the Eighth Rank Martial Artist.

At this moment, Qin Mo landed from mid-air, and he landed directly in front of Huang Xintian, holding the lilac katana tightly in his left hand, and slashed at Huang Xintian with a knife.

Huang Xintian also slashed the long sword at Qin Mo.

"Bell!"

The next moment, the two weapons clashed violently together.

"Oooo

"Poof!"

But Huang Xintian took three steps back directly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his face was extremely pale, and the long sword in his hand was even more notched. Although his weapon was not a spiritual weapon, it was already very close to a spiritual weapon, but he didn't expect Qin Mo's knife to be so good, and his weapon was also powerful.

"Sure enough, it's still these little tricks, split and attack." At this time, Qin Mo heard the voice of the seven ghosts behind him. For Qin Mo's tricks to break down one by one, he had already seen it the last time they fought, so even if the Seven Ghosts now had a grudge against Huang Xintian, they still came over to work together, and in the face of Qin Mo, both of them had one thing in common, that is, they were embarrassed in front of Qin Mo.

The attack of the seven ghosts, Qin Mo naturally didn't dare not take it to heart. Immediately, Qin Mo turned his head abruptly and slashed at the seven ghosts as well.

"Whew!"

The strip of cloth wrapped around his left arm was completely torn apart at that moment, and his crimson arm could be clearly seen in the light of the torches around him. On his arms, Qin Mo's muscles and even the green tendons all burst out, which showed that he had exhausted all his strength with this knife.

Facing the knife that Qin Mo slashed at, the seven ghosts also slashed at Qin Mo suddenly. He saw all the stabs that Qin Mo slashed Huang Xintian just now, and knew that Qin Mo was weird and powerful, so now he didn't dare to underestimate Qin Mo.

"Bell!"

However, the Seven Ghosts still underestimated Qin Mo's strength, Qin Mo's slashing of Huang Xintian just now did not exert his full strength, but this knife really used all his strength.

The Seven Ghosts also took a few steps back, a mouthful of blood spurting out of their mouths, and their eyes looked at Qin Mo in horror. In the past month, they never thought that Qin Mo had become so much stronger. In fact, Qin Mo has always been getting stronger, whether it is killing people or cultivating.

"Rip Slash!"

Qin Mo faced the Seven Ghosts, but suddenly threw the katana in his hand behind him.

"Woo Woo ......"

The extremely fast spinning katana slashed straight behind him, where Huang Xintian was preparing to sneak attack Qin Mo from behind. But in the next breath, when he was rushing up to prepare for a sneak attack, he was almost frightened when he found Qin Mo's windmill-like katana that suddenly swung it.

The incomparably sharp spinning katana came towards him, and Huang Xintian hurriedly blocked the long sword in his hand in front of him, wanting to resist Qin Mo's attack.

"Bell!"

"Whew!"

In the next moment, the long sword in Huang Xintian's hand had been broken into two, and at the same time, there was a shocking scar on his chest. Huang Xintian couldn't believe his eyes, he lowered his head to look at the scar on his chest. At that moment even he had forgotten the fear, forgot the pain.

"Whew!"

There was another muffled sound, and the returning katana cut into his body again, and Huang Xintian, who was standing in place, watched in a daze as the katana that had cut himself again returned to Qin Mo's hands, maybe he didn't see it, because the vitality on his body had already flowed in that instant.

"Bang!"

In the end, Huang Xintian's body still fell to the ground, and the cultivators around him who were besieging Qin Mo couldn't help but take a few steps backwards when they saw the scene in front of them, they thought that their cultivation was inferior to Huang Xintian, and many brothers had already died in Qin Mo's hands before.

At this time, Qin Mo's feeling was that the experience points in the interface of his Arad system had increased a lot again, but it was still a lot away from breaking through and upgrading.

"This young man is really good, he was able to kill Huang Xintian." In the Halberd Ning Mercenary Group, a middle-aged man like a scribe watched the battle in the field with great appreciation.

"Humph! Huang Xintian is a waste, I have raised him for so many years. Another strong man snorted resentfully. The scribe beside him just smiled and said no more.

In the other direction, a middle-aged man looked at Qin Mo in the field with a gloomy face, this person was the castle master of Liujiabao.

"No wonder you can kill my son, but today, you must die!" The castle lord of Liujia Fort said viciously.

At this moment, Qin Mo was facing the Seven Ghosts, but he knew that he was about to face not only the Seven Ghosts, but also more masters who were secretly watching him. Those people are just watching the show now, or maybe they're just playing with themselves, because in the end, they will still kill themselves.

However, Qin Mo didn't want to die so soon, at least he didn't want to die at the hands of the Seven Ghosts and Huang Xintian, even if those big people in the dark didn't want him to die like this. Therefore, he wants to kill Huang Xintian and the Seven Ghosts.