Chapter 405

In the face of the long sword that Hu Qing stabbed, Na Yue's **** reacted quite quickly, after all, he was in charge of all this. As soon as the big sword in his hand was horizontal, he immediately blocked Hu Qing's long sword.

However, after all, Hu Qing is one of the eight princes, and as the inheritor of the Venerable Body, he can still burst out with great strength and quick reflexes at this time. The long sword that had just been parried suddenly went straight to Yue ****'s body like a wild dragon going out to sea, and Hu Qing also used all the strength of his body.

That Yue **** is still blocking, but now he has fallen behind.

"Bell!" The two slammed into each other as their bodies pushed backwards.

"Plop!" That Yue **** fell into the river, and when Hu Qing's body over there fell backwards, he hurriedly stabbed the long sword in his hand on the wooden bridge under his feet, and finally stopped the trend of leaning back.

At this moment, the Yue **** who fell into the river has been swallowed up by the turbulent river and there is no trace.

Looking at this scene, many people pinched a cold sweat. Yue **** almost succeeded. At the same time, it also warns them what to do in the back, not to be careless.

Qin Mo calmly watched all this happen, and then looked at Mao Ke, who was not far away and chose to cross the bridge with him. He hadn't said a word from beginning to end, except that now and there, he didn't even say a word about the arguments between the two of them over themselves.

That Mao Ke also seemed to be aware of Qin Mo's gaze, he also looked at Qin Mo, and there was a message in his eyes, that is: Boy, you give me some peace, it is impossible to do something like Yue ****.

At this time, Hu Qing had disappeared on the single-plank bridge. When you get to the other side, you disappear.

The rest of them were also active at this time, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, apparently choosing the person who could die for them. Of course, only the unlucky ones are those who are poor. Some almost want to escape from here, but this place is a space of its own. There was no way to let them escape.

Of course, no one had the idea of beating Qin Mo anymore, because Mao Ke was standing there, who would dare to rob him?

However, Mauk is not in a hurry to go over, but quietly goes there to watch the play. Everyone else also understood why he was not in a hurry, after all, with this Qin Mo as a substitute ghost, of course he didn't need to worry.

Soon, the others had already begun to force their way towards the wooden bridge. No way. The weak are unwilling to die, so they can only be dragged by the strong to form a team.

"Oh yes! Lao Tzu can't get into the bright list, and you don't want to get in! Suddenly, one of them was forced onto the bridge, and he knew that he had no chance, so he wanted to drag him into the river with him. But the person who forced him to cultivate stronger than him, and his reaction was fast, and with one dodge, the person fell into the river and was swallowed up by the river in an instant. And the rest of the people passed calmly.

Subsequently, various situations arose, and there were even weak people who were able to successfully counterattack. Passed the wooden bridge! However, this is still a minority, and some even jump into the river directly before they get on the bridge. As a result, the people who forced him were stunned, and then they had to find someone again. Some wanted to rush to the junction of the wooden bridge first, but when they landed at the intersection of the wooden bridge, the man was bounced away by a powerful force and fell directly into the river. The people behind watched all kinds of situations happen, and they all calculated in their hearts. Vigilant against the occurrence of various situations, but also deduced the occurrence of various situations. The weak are calculating, while the strong are guarding. Slowly, there were more than a dozen people crossing the bridge, and there were only five or six people left. Some of them are new here.

"Alright, it's time for me to send you on my way, too." At this time, after seeing so much, Mao Ke was tired of seeing it, so he said to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo glanced at him indifferently, didn't say anything, and walked straight to the bridge. And Mao Ke also followed him to the bridge, always beware of Qin Mo jumping into the river before he got on the bridge or something.

However, Qin Mo was very well-behaved and did not make any movements or accidents. Under the watchful eyes of the men behind him, he went up to the bridge, and so did the Mauk. In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Mo was forced to be helpless. Even Mouk thinks so. Only Qin Mo himself knew that he was willing, no, it should be that he didn't care about these things.

Mao Ke also got on the wooden bridge, and then said to Qin Mo lightly: "Seeing that you cooperate with me so much, I allow you to jump from here now, so that you can save some pain and I can also save some strength." What Mao Ke said was so awe-inspiring, as if what he said and did was great affection for Qin Mo.

Qin Mo almost didn't laugh, even the other martial cultivators who were still on the shore who hadn't passed over couldn't help laughing, this Mao Ke was really dignified enough, as one of the eight princes, but he caught Qin Mo such a five-grade martial artist in the realm of martial arts and even played majestic, this was really a bit too much.

"What do you want to laugh at? Why don't you hurry up and die? Jump! When Mao Ke saw Qin Mo's expression of laughter, he was immediately annoyed. However, he was also on guard against Qin Mo, for fear that Qin Mo would make some moves. However, he was not afraid of what Qin Mo would come up with, after all, the gap between the other party and himself was too big.

Qin Mo suddenly raised his ghost hand, and the blood-red ghost hand poked out towards Mao Ke.

Na Mao Ke was also on guard, and hurriedly punched Qin Mo over, shouting in his mouth: "I already knew that you would come to this move!" "It was as if everything was expected by him.

"Whew!" However, Qin Mo's ghost hand grabbed his fist fiercely, and immediately scratched his fist.

That Mauk only felt that his fist was spicy for a while, but Qin Mo's ghost hand suddenly slapped his fist to the side, and the power was very powerful, so powerful that even Mauk couldn't believe it. A martial cultivator who only has a fifth-grade Martial Emperor Realm, the power that erupts from it is even stronger than the power that he bursts out with all his strength! Of course, it is not that Mao Ke has burst out of all his strength at this moment, but that Mao Ke compares the power that Qin Mo burst out with the situation when he was doing his best.

At that moment, Mauk, who had been thrown out of his fist, stumbled and almost fell into the river. However, at this time, Qin Mo suddenly reached his chest with his ghost hand and grabbed him, so that he did not fall into the river.

Na Mao Ke was also shocked into a cold sweat, seeing that Qin Mo grabbed what he thought he still had a chance, he was about to continue to attack Qin Mo. But his face suddenly twisted. (To be continued.) )