The Seven Ghosts were also terrified that Qin Mo suddenly killed Huang Xintian, he never thought of this, even Huang Xintian, who was preparing to attack Qin Mo.

Qin Mo, who was holding the katana that was still dripping blood in his hand, looked coldly at the seven ghosts in front of him, from the first time in the Misty Forest because of the matter of the python that day, they had already formed a bond, and they had not completely solved it until today. As for Huang Xintian, it was completely because of the old wolf who was killed by himself, and at this point, their feud came to an end. But today, even if he killed the Seven Ghosts, he and the Halberd Ning Mercenary Group, the Divine Tiger Mercenary Group, and the Night Walking City Liujiabao were already to the point of not dying, of course, after tonight, Qin Mo could not live anymore, at least everyone present thought so, including Qin Mo himself.

Now the Seven Ghosts had no way out, because he knew that even if he retreated now, Qin Mo would not be able to kill him, but the Halberd Ning Mercenary Group would not let him go either, unless he won this battle.

"He's lonely on the road, you better go and accompany him earlier." Qin Mo said lightly, as if two old friends were whispering an ordinary thing.

"Even if you kill me, you will go down to be buried." The Seven Ghosts said fiercely, and at the same time, his sword was already pointed at Qin Mo, fighting desperately.

"Ghost Slash!"

With a low shout, facing the seven ghosts that had been killed, the katana in Qin Mo's hand slashed down. The battle had gone so far, and although Qin Mo's attacks had been as smooth as a cloud, he was already feeling tired.

The Seven Ghosts broke through Qin Mo's ghost slash attack with one sword, and the long sword was still pointing at Qin Mo, but he forcibly broke through Qin Mo's attack and caused an extra scar on his lower abdomen, and if you look closely, you can vaguely see Bai Huahua's intestines shaking inside.

"Ahh

Qin Mo let out a low roar and rushed forward as well, both of them no longer using martial arts, nor did they flinch. Yes, they are all lives that have been fought to the end with an indomitable determination!

Tonight, there is no wind or moon in the nocturnal city, but there are stars in the sky. The shining stars will forever record this battle, the people and things that fought hard, and they will still be there thousands of years later, but it can't tell anyone about those people and things.

The two figures, like arrows that had just left the bowstring, tore through the air, rubbing against the void, and the shrill hiss were piercing. At that moment, the onlookers seemed to see two flames emanating from those two people, and that was because they were both desperate!

Qin Mo's hands held his katana tightly, and the hands of the Seven Demons also held his long sword. Weapons were raised high above their respective heads.

In the next breath, the two finally met, and although they came to each other, it seemed to take a long, long time, the time of a lifetime. But it seems that it took less than a breath to talk. But, anyway, they met. There is a saying called "the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road", which sounds a bit cliché, but in this current scene, only this sentence can be described. Because at the moment, Qin Mo and the Seven Ghosts have forgotten their own cultivation realm, and they have also forgotten each other's cultivation realm, that is to say, there is no gap between them in the cultivation realm.

Outside the field, those cultivators who were watching were shocked in their hearts at this moment, and those cultivators who were about to reach the Martial Spirit Realm even faintly felt something, but they were not the Martial Spirit Realm after all, so they couldn't see the essence of the state of Qin Mo and the Seven Ghosts.

"Boom!"

When the weapons of the two men came into contact, it was not a metal crash, but a drumming sound that shook the sky.

This sound resounded all over the world!

This sound resounded in people's hearts!

This sound is even more resounding in life!

Because this sound came from two beings, and it was made by the collision of two lives.

The two people in the arena stood still, as if they were still, and even the people around them were still.

A breath has passed!

Two breaths have passed!

Three breaths have passed!

It's still still!

Until the fourth breath.

"Boom!"

This time, instead of the sound of drums, it was replaced by the sound of explosions, and the two figures in the field, which had been still for several breaths, suddenly flew out in two opposite directions at a very fast speed like two jumping balls that had just collided with each other.

"Bang bang!"

The two fell to the ground more than ten meters away, and then neither moved. The audience outside the arena watched the scene in front of them silently, who would have thought that these two warriors would be able to show such a wonderful battle, or a duel.

In the small courtyard, Xiao Xiao listened nervously to the movement outside, there was still a lot of movement, but suddenly there was nothing, as if the whole world had entered a state of dead silence. At that moment, her little heart twitched violently, as if her whole person had been hollowed out.

She didn't dare to go out, she didn't dare to leave here, because she still had to live, only by living could she avenge her dead parents, and only by living could she avenge Qin Mo.

Everyone watched silently at the two men who had fallen to the ground in the field, and no one dared to determine whether they were dead or alive, and no one walked over to check. After waiting so quietly for nearly ten breaths, suddenly there was an uproar. I saw that Qin Mo, who was lying on the ground, actually moved, and then saw him get up from the ground in embarrassment, he was still holding the katana in his hand, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood.

Everyone was shocked, no one thought that the first one to get up was Qin Mo! Qin Mo is not dead!

After a long time, the seven ghosts never stood up again, and everyone understood that he was dead, and only Qin Mo survived in the end. Of course, he just lived a little longer.

Suddenly hearing the noise outside, Xiao Xiao's heart was full of doubts, not knowing what was going on outside.

Outside the field, no matter who it was, they all felt extremely shocked at the moment.

At this moment, a figure slowly passed through the crowd and walked towards Qin Mo in the field step by step. The outside of the arena was quiet again, and everyone looked at the figure that was walking towards Qin Mo. Many of them didn't know the middle-aged man who was walking towards Qin Mo, but they could feel the strength of that person, much more powerful than the Seven Ghosts!

The people who knew the inside story were all holding their hands to watch the play, this person finally couldn't bear to take action in person, he made a move, I believe that Qin Mo will no longer have any chance of survival.

Qin Mo, who was seriously injured by blood, staggered in place, looking at each other with a flat expression, looking at the somewhat familiar face, this face, he had seen it in the son-in-law who was killed by himself. This person is none other than the lord of Liujiabao Fort in Night Walking City - Liu Zhiming, an eight-rank martial artist!