Chapter 179

"The streamer is moving!"

"Streamer Phantom!"

Lin Quan and his brother also displayed their more powerful martial arts as soon as they came up, and at the same time, the divine thoughts of the two of them were released, beware of Qin Mo's strange martial arts just now.

That Tang Lin hadn't shown his martial arts properly until he died, but no one would feel sorry for him.

The speed of the swords in the hands of the Lin Quan brothers was extremely fast, and they suddenly appeared in front of Qin Mo like a quicksand phantom.

"Anger erupts!"

Qin Mo's ghost hand suddenly poked out, turning into a palm, and a violent wave suddenly splashed towards the sword in the Lin brothers' hands like a splash from a huge wave in the palm of the palm. The chains on his ghost's hands rattled with a loud noise, as if he was building momentum and cheering for Qin Mo's attack with his crisp voice.

"Bang bang!"

The Lin brothers' swords were immediately missed, and they did not stab Qin Mo's body.

But just after Qin Mo mismatched the swords of the two, his ghost hand suddenly changed and turned into a claw-like shape.

"Soul Eater's Hand!"

Qin Mo's Soul Devouring Hand didn't grasp anyone, but on the sword of the First Rank Martial King.

The sword that had just been mistaken was instantly reversed, as if time suddenly regressed, regressed to a second ago, and regressed to the moment when his sword stabbed into Qin Mo's chest, and that sword was indeed only less than a foot away from Qin Mo's chest, as long as he stabbed hard, he could kill or seriously injure Qin Mo, because that sword was very close to Qin Mo's heart!

However, his sword was not controlled by himself, and all control had already fallen into Qin Mo's hands! There was only horror and fear on the man's face.

Qin Mo's ghost hand sucked back the opponent's sword, and suddenly grabbed the opponent's sword, and the sword cut two wounds in the palm of his ghost hand. However, Qin Mo's right hand had suddenly poked out.

"Bang!" The palm that used the violent spiritual power fell fiercely on the man's shoulder. At the same time, Qin Mo let go of his sword, and the man flew out. And spurted out a mouthful of blood with a snort.

The whole process was only a short half breath, and before Lin Quan could react, his brother had already thrown out.

"Ghost Slash!"

By the time Lin Quan came back to his senses, Qin Mo had already slammed at him with another martial art!

Lin Quan hurriedly blocked the sword in his hand.

"Bang!" But he was still knocked out, and Qin Mo used the ghost slash to knock him out.

At the same time as Lin Quan was knocked out. Qin Mo's figure moved, and he directly chased after him.

Seeing this, Lin Quan's eyes were full of shock, and he didn't dare to hesitate for half a minute, so he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood. In an instant, he had teleported to fifty zhang away! An ordinary first-rank martial king can only teleport a distance of ten zhang at most, and a second-grade martial king can only teleport twenty-five zhang away. In the case of burning essence blood, Lin Quan actually directly teleported out a distance of fifty zhang! For a while, even if Qin Mo teleported, it would be difficult to catch up.

It would have seemed to them. The two of them can still have the strength to fight with Qin Mo, but from the time they made the shot to the present, only three or four breaths of time have passed, and both of them have been defeated and retreated. This abacus is still wrong after all!

Qin Mo couldn't help frowning as he looked at Lin Quan, who had teleported out fifty zhang away after burning his essence blood. However, his ghost hand also instantly turned extremely red, and he was also burning essence blood, mainly because he wanted to try it in the case of burning essence blood. How far can you teleport?

"Buzz!" With a bang, a ripple appeared in the space around Qin Mo. And Qin Mo's whole person had already teleported out. When he appeared, he was only eleven or twelve zhang away from that Lin Quan.

Lin Quan looked at this scene in horror, he never thought that Qin Mo would be able to teleport out of a distance of thirty-seven or eight zhang at once! Although he is not as good as his second-grade Martial King Realm master, Qin Mo's cultivation realm is one realm lower than his own! If he had reached the realm of a second-grade martial king, wouldn't he have far surpassed himself just now?

Lin Quan didn't dare to think about it. At the same time, he had already burned his essence blood again and began to teleport.

"Is it only thirty-seven or eighteen? It's still a little less. Qin Mo looked at the void under his feet and muttered to himself, then looked at Lin Quan, who had already teleported out again.

"Buzz!"

This time, Qin Mo burned more essence blood. Heading straight towards that Lin Quan, even he had already forgotten about the other Martial King Realm master, and after that person saw Qin Mo chasing and killing Lin Quan, his face immediately showed a trace of ruthlessness, and he set his eyes on Wang Fatzi.

"Qin Mo, if you move again, I will kill this fat man and other disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect!" The man said that he had appeared after Wang Fatzi's birth, and suddenly a hand was pinched on Wang Fatman's fat neck.

At this time, Qin Mo's second teleportation had already been completed, and he looked at his feet, "Forty-two zhang, this should already be my limit now." If I break through a realm of flowers, I can reach about eighty zhang at a time when I burn essence blood! ”

After speaking, Qin Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at the guy behind the fat man.

Qin Mo didn't have much affection for Wang Fatzi, and at the same time, he didn't have much disgust. If it were in the past, Qin Mo might not have made a move for Wang Fatzi, and the friendship had not yet reached that point. But now, Qin Mo's identity is different, the personal disciple of the Supreme Sect of Xuanfeng Sect, the chief disciple of Xuanfeng Sect, is the same door as Wang Fatzi, in this case, he can make a move, and he will naturally make a move. This is also the willingness of him to help Wang Fatzi in the end just now.

Turning his head, he stepped out in the direction of the fat man.

The guy who pinched the fat man's neck immediately showed a look of horror on his face, and said hoarsely, "You stop ...... for me," and as he spoke, his hand pinched the fat man's neck even harder.

But before he finished speaking, Qin Mo had already appeared in front of them at a distance of more than twenty zhang, and at the same time, the second step also stepped out.

"Or I'll ......," the man's words continued.

"Boom!" However, Qin Mo didn't allow him to finish his words, and the next moment he appeared on the side of that person, and slapped his palm on the other party. The man had already been thrown away, spurting blood again with a snort, and falling into the deep sea.

However, at that moment, Qin Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and with one step, the spiritual power suddenly ran to his right hand, and he slapped it out with a volley.

"Boom!" At that moment, the fist that had always been white appeared on his palm, and it shook hard with his palm.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Qin Mo rolled out backwards and slammed into the fat man behind him. Along with the fat man's meat shield, it was also swept out.

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(I wanted to save the last one for tomorrow, but think about the one who continues.) It's going to be late, it's best to read it tomorrow, and if you can't finish it, you may continue to write it tomorrow. (To be continued.) )