Chapter Fifty-Seven: Retribution

Qin Mo has never been soft on those who want to die by himself, because since he has been in this period of time, he has understood a truth, that is, to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to himself. Therefore, when he was in Yongquan City, when Qin Mo met those guys who wanted to die by the river, he would not hesitate to kill the other party, and even if the seven ghosts were not fast for him, Qin Mo would have killed them.

Therefore, when he watched the two martial artists in front of him kill him, Qin Mo suddenly jumped up, holding the katana in his left hand, and before the other party came, he had already jumped up, and a leap had already been performed.

The two had just jumped off their horses and were about to perform a killing move, but Qin Mo suddenly rose in front of them, and the two of them were also a little flustered.

Although Qin Mo has not been very long since his debut, only half a year, his combat experience is indeed extremely rich, and it is all some experience in life and death battles.

"Collapse Strike!"

The katana in his hand slashed down, and the reddish shadow of the sword had already burst out from his blade, slashing straight down at the two people below. Seeing this, the two hurriedly jumped and dodged.

"Boom!" The pale red blade fell on the official road, and the official road was shattered in an instant, and countless powders and gravel flew one after another.

Even though the two had jumped and dodged, they were still affected to a certain extent, and there were already a few more flesh wounds on their bodies.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly landed from mid-air, looked at the two of them with a cold expression, and when he was close to the ground, he raised the katana in his hand again and drew a cross.

Cross Slash!

The scarlet cross appeared in front of Qin Mo, and then suddenly shot out from the sixth-rank martial artist.

As soon as the sixth-rank martial artist gained a firm foothold, he didn't expect Qin Mo's attacks to come one after another, and in a panic, he raised the long sword in his hand and swung a martial art at the cross slash.

"Boom!"

The cross slash was immediately shattered under the attack of the sixth-rank martial artist, but the six-rank martial artist also received a huge rebound force. He took seven or eight steps back, but at the same time as he took seven or eight steps back, Qin Mo also followed, his left hand still holding the katana tightly, and he bowed his waist and sprinted towards the six-rank martial artist. His series of attacks can be described as without the slightest gap, almost as smooth as a cloud, and did not give his opponent any respite.

At this time, the seventh-rank martial artist who had been snubbed by Qin Mo was also a little stunned when he looked at Qin Mo's attack, he really couldn't think of why this boy who looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old had such skilled combat skills? Even at that moment, he had forgotten to save his teammates. And by the time he reacted, Qin Mo was only less than five meters away from the sixth-rank martial artist. At the same time, the sixth-rank martial artist was still retreating and did not gain a firm foothold.

"Damn it!" The seventh-rank martial artist scolded in a low voice, and then stabbed Qin Mo with a long sword.

At the same time, the boy who was standing on the side and watching the battle in the field and his attendants were also stunned, they didn't understand why Qin Mo was so powerful, he thought that as long as he called these few nurses, he could easily clean up Qin Mo. But the current situation is the opposite, Qin Mo easily cleaned up his few nursing homes.

"Let's go!" Seeing that this was not right, the boy immediately shouted to his henchman, and at the same time he had already taken the lead in riding a horse and fleeing quickly.

"Humph!" Qin Mo naturally knew that the boy was going to escape, but how could he allow that guy to escape so easily?

The katana in his hand did not pause in the slightest, and he did not pay attention to the seventh-rank martial artist who was attacking behind him, because his speed was not something that the seventh-rank martial artist could catch up.

The katana in Oni's hand slashed with a single blow.

Laugh at!

Blood splattered out, and Qin Mo's body was also splattered with a lot of blood, but he didn't pay attention to it. Turning around for a jump, he had jumped onto a horse. And only at this time, the seven-rank martial artist arrived, but his companion was already lying on the ground, and there was no longer the slightest life.

"Drive!"

Qin Mo patted his horse and chased after that boy, when he was in the refining guild, Qin Mo had already seen that guy unpleasantly, but afterwards he even came to provoke himself, and he was even more murderous to himself, so how could Qin Mo let him go?

After chasing for a while, the distance had narrowed a lot, Qin Mo stared at the two people in front of him with his eyes, and the katana appeared in his hand again.

"Drink!"

Leap!

With a low shout, Qin Mo's whole person jumped up from the horse's back.

Wave Slash!

And as he jumped, the katana in his hand was already thrown out. With this move, even the seven ghosts who have reached the eighth rank of martial arts have to avoid the edge for the time being.

It was like a frantic windmill that flew out quickly, cutting directly at the two men.

The boy obviously also sensed the murderous aura behind him, and when he turned around, the spinning katana had already come suddenly, and at that moment, he only felt a chill all over his body. And his henchman didn't even feel it, and in the next breath, the crazy katana directly cut the heads of the two people, and finally became two cold corpses.

Qin Mo didn't even look at them more, and in a moment the katana returned to his hand. Qin Mo turned his head to look at the last remaining seventh-rank martial artist over there.

At this time, Qin Mo was stained with a lot of blood, and with his cold eyes, he looked like a bloodthirsty demon god descending to earth.

Under Qin Mo's glance, the whole person of the seventh-rank martial artist was frightened, screamed, turned around and ran away. I even forgot to get on my horse and run away, so I was in a panic.

But Qin Mo wouldn't allow him to run away like this? Now that things have come to this point, he doesn't mind killing one more person. In addition, he knew that Brother Gongzi's background was definitely unusual, and if he allowed that seven-rank martial artist to go back, the forces behind Brother Gongzi would quickly know that he did it. Even if it's delayed, it's good.

Qin Mo jumped on the horse, rode the horse and chased after him.

And until now, the seventh-rank martial artist was frightened by Qin Mo's series of actions, and he didn't resist much at all, and he had already died under Qin Mo's knife after ten breaths.

Until he killed the last person, Qin Mo looked around, and after making sure that no one saw it, he left quickly, but before leaving, he still took away the Qiankun ring of the young brother, and he didn't dare to ask for other things, for fear of being seen. Of course, he also knew that the forces behind that Gongzi brother would find out about him sooner or later, but at that time, he had already returned to Yongquan City.