Seeing that Wang Buxian was walking towards him, Qin Mo suddenly felt anxious, with his current strength, he was not Wang Buxian's opponent at all. And at the moment, he didn't have any choice, even if he gave up this evil lion, Wang Buxian would also kill himself, unless the beautiful master solved the Wang judge, he could save himself. But now the beautiful master is unable to protect herself.

Therefore, now Qin Mo can only rely on himself, and his only choice is to kill the current evil lion, obtain its experience points, and then break through the cultivation, compared to when he can compete with Wang Buxian, who is now seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo immediately changed the katana in his right hand to his left hand.

"Bang bang!"

Another slash fell, and at the same time as the katana slashed at the evil lion, the rebound force also bounced Qin Mo's katana back. There were already several gaps in the blade, and it hadn't been damaged since Qin Mo had obtained this withered willow knife. But now it seems that this spirit weapon can't withstand the powerful defense of this evil lion at all.

However, at this time, the evil lion's neck had already begun to bleed, and at the same time, Qin Mo also felt that the evil lion's struggle was getting weaker and weaker.

Soon! Soon! The evil lion is about to die, as long as the evil lion dies, my cultivation will be able to break through in an instant! Qin Mo shouted loudly in his heart. Now he finally understands what it means to race against time.

That Wang Buxian had already walked over step by step, because the evil lion was completely unable to move, and Qin Mo was still tirelessly bombarding the evil lion, with no intention of leaving. Therefore, in his opinion, Qin Mo was just in vain to kill the evil lion now, he was just contributing to himself, and in the end, the fourth-order demon crystal of the evil lion still had to fall into his hands. Therefore, he was not in such a hurry, he just looked at Qin Mo, a fool, with a cruel smile, desperately trying his life for himself.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Mo is really like a fool, since he has already torn his face with Wang Buxian, then now he is not Wang Buxian's opponent and he doesn't hurry up, but he bombards the evil lion there, even if he really kills the evil lion, he will die in the hands of Wang Buxian, and in the end, the demon crystal of the evil lion is still owned by Wang Buxian. This is simply contributing to Wang Buxian in vain. If the people present were to judge the stupidest fool in Yongquan City, they would definitely not hesitate and vote for Qin Mo one after another. Let Qin Mo be a big fool.

"Qin Mo, thank you, it's okay. I'll leave the rest to me. My dear Chief of Guard. Wang Buxian finally came to Qin Mo, who was only less than six feet away from Qin Mo. Wang Buxian looked at Qin Mo, who was covered in blood, and said, he still had that smile on his face, a cruel smile.

With that, Wang Buxian suddenly slashed the long sword in his hand at Qin Mo.

At that moment, Qin Mo suddenly raised his head, and the katana in his left hand suddenly blocked Wang Buxian's long sword.

"Bell!"

At the moment of collision, the katana in Qin Mo's hand broke in two, and his entire body flew out upside down, because Wang Buxian didn't want to give Qin Mo any chance, and as soon as he made a move, he used the spiritual power of his whole body and slashed out the strongest sword in his current state.

"Bang!"

Qin Mo, who was thrown out, fell to the ground fiercely, and under Wang Buxian's sword, he had already flown upside down a distance of more than ten zhang. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and two ribs were broken. A cone of pain rushed like the tide of the Qiantang River in August, surging all over his body, and even more soaked into his spirit. Qin Mo raised his head slightly and glanced at Wang Buxian over there, but his vision had already become blurred. And the Wang Buxian he saw was still Wang Buxian with that cruel smile. Everyone is just a pawn for him. Qin Mo knew this now, and many people present also knew it. However, before that, Qin Mo only knew that he was a chess piece of Wang Buxian, but it was not a chess piece that he could fully control.

Wang Buxian withdrew his gaze from Qin Mo, and then looked at the evil lion who was already lying on the ground beside him, the evil lion was still panting for breath in his mouth, but he had no strength to resist at all, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Very good. Wang Buxian said in his heart, now that he can finally achieve his goal, a fourth-order demon crystal, as long as he gets this demon crystal in his hands, this is enough for him to exchange for a spirit breaking pill, and he has a seventy percent chance of breaking through to the martial spirit realm. As long as you break through to the martial spirit realm, you will become a real powerhouse, able to call the wind and rain on one side! This is Wang Buxian's ultimate goal! It's the ultimate goal of everything he does!

Wang Buxian smiled, and then walked towards the evil lion to collect the fruits of his final victory.

However, what Wang Buxian didn't notice was that just as he walked towards the evil lion, the evil lion finally swallowed his last breath, and all the vitality on his body was finally exhausted. Wang Buxian didn't notice this, even if he did, he wouldn't care, and even felt that it saved him the trouble of a sword.

Wang Buxian's thin figure finally walked in front of the corpse of the evil lion, looked at its dragon head lying on the ground, stretched out his foot and stepped on it, without the slightest reaction. Then, the long sword in his hand slammed into the dragon's head.

"Whew!"

Compared to Qin Mena's katana, Wang Buxian's long sword was of much better quality. Wang Buxian's long sword stabbed into the head of the evil lion relatively easily.

At this time, what Wang Buxian didn't notice was that Qin Mo, who was knocked out by him and fell to the ground, had already begun to slowly get up. The others didn't notice either, because they all thought that Qin Mo was dead. However, Qin Mo was not dead, and the aura on his body was climbing rapidly.

Second Rank Martial Artist ...... Second Rank Martial Artist Middle ...... Late ...... of the Second Rank Martial Arts

Sanpin Martial Artist ...... The middle stage of the three-rank martial artist...... Late ...... of the Sanpin Martial Arts

Four-rank Martial Artist ...... Mid-...... of the Four-Rank Martial Arts Late ...... of the Four-Rank Martial Arts

Five-Rank Martial Artist ...... Mid-stage of the Five-Rank Martial Artist!

Finally, the aura on Qin Mo's body stopped in the middle of the Fifth Rank Martial Artist! Didn't climb any further. Broke through four realms in a row! However, no one saw the whole process. Wang Buxian over there was still dissecting the head of the evil lion, while most of the other cultivators set their eyes on the beautiful master and judge Wang who were fighting fiercely over there.