Qin Mo, who fell to the ground again, raised his head with difficulty and looked at the Nine Dao puppets standing not far from him. The puppet's eyes were still cold, without the slightest emotional fluctuation. Qin Mo held the knife in one hand and the ground in the other, and slowly got up.

Regarding Qin Mo's actions, except for Wu Ruoxue, no one was paying attention, they only thought that Qin Mo was looking for death.

When Qin Mo stood up, his body was shaky, and it was difficult to stand firmly. But he was still holding the long knife tightly, looking at the nine puppets, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Qin Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the blood stains on his face were already getting more and more, no matter how he wiped it, it was difficult to wipe it clean, but it made his face smeared with more blood.

Then, Qin Mo walked towards the nine puppets step by step, this time, Qin Mo didn't use his martial arts again, holding a long knife in his hand, like a drunken man, and walked towards the puppet.

And the Nine Dao puppets didn't directly attack Qin Mo, they just stood there fixedly, as if waiting for Qin Mo's arrival.

In a moment, Qin Mo had already come to the front of the nine puppets. He didn't use martial arts because his spiritual power had been exhausted, and it was not enough to perform martial arts at all.

At this time, Qin Mo changed the long knife to his left hand, and at the same time, blood began to flow from his left hand, and it only took a moment for the blood to stain his entire ghost hand red.

Qin Mo raised his head slowly, his pupils had turned scarlet. There is a sense of madness, as well as bloodlust.

"Drink!"

Qin Mo shouted angrily, and at the same time, his body suddenly burst out, this time, he used the power of the ghost hand, and he didn't have any spiritual power at all.

At the moment when Qin Mo rushed out, the nine puppets finally moved. They were armed with spears and stabbed at Qin Mo. In the same way, there was no longer any aura emanating from the bodies of those puppets, only a pure force.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

In the next breath, the spears were either stabbed or picked or chopped, and attacked Qin Mo. But. At this moment, Qin Mo's body was extremely fast, whether it was the speed of movement under his feet or the speed of the swing of the long knife in his hand, just within a breath, he actually caught all the attacks of those puppets, and at the same time, Qin Mo's figure was still approaching those puppets.

"Get out of here!" Qin Mo shouted angrily, and a powerful force in the ghost's hand was released, and the long knife he held slashed at a puppet in front of him.

"Bang!" In an instant, the long knife collided with the puppet, and the puppet was knocked out with a bang. Slammed into the platform on the side.

At that moment, those guys who were still cultivating were all awakened one after another, and then looked at Qin Mo in shock, looking at the puppet that was knocked out by Qin Mo. Who would have thought that Qin Mo would really be able to defeat that puppet, it was a puppet comparable to a first-class martial saint!

At this time, a trace of essence flashed in Wu Ruoxue's beautiful eyes, and at the same time, her heart was much more stable, but no one knew her inner emotions. Because her indifferent face hid all her thoughts.

However, what shocked everyone even more was yet to come. After Qin Mo blasted the first puppet away, his long knife did not stop there, but attacked the other eight puppets.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Looking at the puppets that were blasted out by Qin Mo one after another, the elite disciples of various forces were dumbfounded, is this still a powerful puppet at the level of a first-grade martial saint? Is it true that the guy from the Xuanfeng Sect only has the cultivation of the Five-Rank Martial King Realm? The scene in front of them almost subverted their three views.

The puppets that were blasted out by Qin Mo did not come to stop Qin Mo again, but stood aside.

"Kill!"

Finally. Seeing that the last remaining puppet was fighting with Qin Mo, the elite disciples of various forces finally reacted and rushed towards the temple with excitement in their hearts. In their eyes, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Qin Mo fought so hard, he was just stupidly opening the way for them. In the end, what is in the temple is theirs.

At this moment, in addition to the excited look on the face of everyone who rushed out, there was also a sneer, mocking Qin Mo.

"What a stupid guy!" Mu Ziliang, who was rushing to the front of the Returning Spirit Sect, sneered, and his figure was still close to Qin Mo's back.

However, Qin Mo didn't look back, and didn't pay attention to the guys behind him who were desperately rushing over, as if they didn't exist.

"Boom!" Qin Mo just blasted out the last sword and blasted the last puppet back, but after repelling the last puppet, Qin Mo's footsteps became shaky again and it was difficult to stand firm.

"Boom!" The puppet that had just been knocked back by Qin Mo immediately rushed up, and a powerful aura belonging to a first-grade martial saint emanated from its body.

Seeing this scene, the mockery at the corner of Mu Ziliang's mouth became even stronger, this guy from Xuanfeng Sect was not only stupid, but also had to die in the hands of that puppet in the end. Obviously, with Qin Mo's current state, he couldn't resist the puppet's blow at all.

However, the smile on Mu Ziliang's face froze in the next moment, because the puppet he thought was going to kill Qin Mo actually flew directly past Qin Mo and rushed straight towards him.

"I don't believe it, if a five-rank martial king can defeat you, I can't!" Mu Ziliang is still very conceited, no matter what, here, he can be said to be the most powerful one, even in the Guiling Sect, he is also the number one in the ranks, otherwise the Guiling Sect will not let him lead the team.

Mu Ziliang held the long sword in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body worked, gathered on the long sword, and then slashed at the puppet.

"Boom!" Then, the puppet was not repelled like it had been repelled by Qin Mo before, it was still standing in Mu Ziliang's position just now. And that Mu Ziliang was knocked out. It slammed into the platform, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth.

"How is this possible, absolutely impossible, why can a five-rank martial king defeat a puppet, and I am stronger than him, but I can't? When pigs fly! Mu Ziliang muttered in his mouth, like that, like crazy, this blow was too big for him.

At the same time that Mu Ziliang was knocked away by the puppet, the elite disciples of the other forces who rushed over together were also blocked by the other puppets at that moment, and without exception, they were all bombarded back by those puppets, and the injuries on their bodies were a little more serious.

At this time, Qin Mo, who was standing behind the Nine Dao Puppets, staggered and walked towards the temple step by step.

At that moment, the eyes of the two dozen people behind him cast endless jealous glances at him. Why not yourself? Is it this little five-rank martial king? (To be continued.) )