The ice on the body of the man with the scythe shattered by the weeping face on his clothes, and his eyes clouded. The scythe in his hand exuded a cold sword, and the howling faces on his body were absorbed by the knife. There was a screech from the scythe, and he swung an eerie sword at Qiu Mo.

Qiu Mo held Ye Han's sword in his right hand and swung it out, and the cold sword qi collided with the sword mang, and the sword mang's sword actually began to corrode the sword qi. But the sharpness of the cold sword qi didn't wrestle with the sword, it directly cut off the sword and stabbed at the man.

The resentful spirit on the man's body helped him block the blow. Feng Qingyang appeared after Qiu Mo was born: "How is the situation of spiritual power?" The abyss crack has just been opened", Qiu Mo: "There is still a surplus but not much, a quick solution".

The body of the man with the huge evil eye on his chest began to twitch, and the evil eye became hideous and terrifying. Red thunder and lightning were shuttling around the eyeball, and the man roared, and the evil eye emitted a huge web of thunder and lightning, spreading like a spider web to the whole field. Red thunder and lightning are accompanied by mental torture and painful paralysis. The roaring red thunder filled the audience, and the thunder and lightning were blocked by a shield in front of Qiu Mo's body, but the mental impact could still affect Qiu Mo.

The man with the scythe in his hand: "Death strikes", his scythe began to charge, many unjust souls were absorbed by the knife, and a skeletal phantom wearing a black cloak appeared behind him, the "Grim Reaper" phantom held a huge scythe in his hand, and the scythe was erected as if it was about to attack.

The woman quickly came to Qiu Mo's side and rubbed the torture instrument on Qiu Mo's shield, the torture instrument sparked everywhere, and she tried to break Qiu Mo's "turtle shell" with the torture instrument.

Inside Xiao Rou's shield, Qiu Mo's eyes were closed, and his hands were clenched in Ling Xiao Yehan. Ye Han's sword body became whiter and whiter, and a trace of dark shadow roamed around Ye Han. I don't know when the sword soul of the night cold was activated, it was a woman who was ice clear and jade. She has snow-white hair, a dress like snow, and even her eyes are white. She opened her eyes, and the chill in her eyes was like primordial ice that could freeze everything. It's as if she's a piece of ice herself, an eternal piece of ice.

Qiu Mo's clothes turned snow-white, his hair became snow-white, and even his eyebrows and eyelashes turned snow-white. Coupled with his beautiful face, he is like a beautiful woman from a land of ice and snow, with snow-white hair fluttering and snow-white eyes rising from the eyelids.

His eyes exuded a chilling chill, and his snow-white eyes felt like they could freeze everything. The most amazing thing is that a trace of black shadow wanders around him, extremely white and black. He slowly picked up Ling Xiao Ye Cold, Xiao Rou's shield to liberate.

The blood-red thunderbolt immediately rushed towards Qiu Mo like a poisonous snake, and this thunder and lightning had not yet approached Qiu Mo. Actually frozen, yes, thunderbolt frozen. The extreme cold around him had reached an extremely terrifying level, and he raised his snow-white eyes to look at the charged Death Phantom.

His eyes were contemptuous: "You skeleton shelf dare to call yourself the god of death, even the little ghost at the foot of the king of Hades!" I'll show you the extreme cold that really comes from the eighteenth layer of hell - the extreme cold, the realm of eternal froze! The thunder and lightning around him were quickly frozen, and the hellish cold swept through. The woman with the torture instrument was immediately frozen into an ice sculpture, and at this moment the shadow hung a hurricane and slashed the woman's ice sculpture to pieces.

The evil-eyed man moved closer to the so-called "Grim Reaper" phantom, and Qiu Mo walked forward with his snow-white steps. The air began to condense, and a little snowflake floated around Qiu Mo. He took the night cold and walked towards the charging man with the scythe, the snowflakes and shadows around him. Like a black and white blizzard, the ground beneath his feet froze into ice with every step he took.

Qiu Mo had just walked through the halfway, and the man's accumulation was over. He stared at Qiu Mo: "Let you see the real Death Strike", Qiu Mo looked at this already condensed "Death" phantom contemptuously and said contemptuously: "It's just a monster, and you dare to call it a god." It seems that you have not received the true meaning of death, and you actually worship this false god who is not even tattered, and you have taken so many innocent lives for him. Stupid! There is no forgiveness for sin! The man seemed enraged, and he swung his scythe down hard. The skeleton that had been solidified behind him also waved the huge scythe in his hand, and the scythe quickly approached Qiu Mo, and was blocked by an extremely cold force when Qiu Mo was five meters around him. The scythe in the hand of the so-called "Grim Reaper" trembled, and Qiu Mo stepped forward. The scythe began to freeze, and Qiu Mo took every step. The scythe began to freeze more and more violently. Eventually, Xuan Bing froze the so-called "Grim Reaper" and its sickle into a giant ice sculpture.

Qiu Mo's footsteps reached the tip of the frozen scythe, and the thumb and index finger of his left hand gently pinched the tip of the frozen scythe. This huge "Grim Reaper" ice sculpture shattered into ice slag in an instant, and his snow-white beautiful eyes didn't even look at this so-called "Grim Reaper". The extremely cold realm around him had frozen the two people on the opposite side so much that he couldn't move, and he slowly picked up Ye Han, slowly lifted it to waist level, and waved it lightly at a level. An extremely cold sword qi mixed with a trace of dark shadow slashed towards the two of them, and the man used his scythe to block the attacking sword qi. I saw that the scythe was frozen by the sword qi, and then the shadow twisted the scythe to pieces.

The sword qi passed through their bodies, and every cell of the two of them was frozen into ice, and shadows shuttled through their bodies. They turned directly into snow-white powder.

System: "At the end of the battle, the team 'Roumojin Fengyue' wins, battle duration: 20 minutes and 31 seconds. The winning team earns four points and the members earn two points."

There were huge exclamations and applause around the arena, and everyone burst into flames. They cheered for Qiu Mo and Feng Qingyang who emerged from the shadows, and the evil displayed by the Dark Guild at the beginning of the battle really made everyone feel like pins and needles. The complete victory at this moment made all the players who were watching at the moment express joy and admiration, and they cheered for Qiu Mo and the clear wind.

Feng Qingyang almost collapsed as soon as he appeared, and he held Qiu Mo with his hand. Keeping themselves looking less weak, they teleported back to the guild hall amid cheers and cheers. Feng Qingyang had just returned to the conference room when he fell on his back, his eyes were black, and his whole spirit had reached an extremely weak state. He shuddered and took out a glass jar from one of his bag, and inside it was a girl's almost shattered soul. It was the soul of the girl who had just almost disappeared, but fortunately, the enchantment of the system kept the girl's soul fragments.

Feng Qingyang thought of the spirit collector at the moment of the end of the battle, and he finally collected the girl's soul fragments into the spirit collector with the power of the shadow in the shadows. His spirit was at its limit, and he had just put down the spirit collector when he fainted. He was immediately forced offline by the system, otherwise his spirit could have been severely damaged.

In reality, Feng Qingyang opened his eyes, his eyes were dark, and his whole spirit had reached the limit, and he just wanted to sit up, but he collapsed in the game warehouse and fainted. At this time, the game warehouse was automatically activated, and the game warehouse put the wind in a clear posture, and then he was still asleep.

Qiu Mo immediately invited Lan Youyou, and Lan Youyou immediately came to Qiu Mo's guild hall. Lan Youyou has just arrived: "Amazing battle!" You guys really had a really good fight tonight, and it's the first time I've seen the Wind Devil so desperate." Qiu Mo: "Lao Feng was forced offline by the system just after he came back, I'm afraid that his mental state has reached a very dangerous level, I have to go offline quickly, the weapon is given to you!" ”。 He gave the Shadow Series and the Lingxiao Night Chill to Lan Youyou, and before Lan Youyou could speak, he immediately went offline.

As soon as he got off the line, he called Feng Qingyang, but he didn't answer one call, two calls didn't answer, and three calls didn't answer ......... He put down his phone and paced around the room. Yueziyin: "What's wrong?" What's the hurry? Qiu Mo: "The old wind may have an accident, I'm trying to figure out a way." He clapped his hands: "I remember, Lao Feng once said that he was in the city where the Chivalry Club is located." He immediately called Long Jiang, and Long Jiang picked up the phone: "Brother Qiu, I watched the game today." It was really exciting, I was so excited." Qiu Mo: "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, do you know where Feng Qingyang lives?" Long Jiang: "My club seems to have his address, and I have looked for him before." Qiu Mo: "Go to him now, something may have happened to him." He's overused the Shadow series, and his spirit should have reached its limit. You hurry up and take someone to see it."

Long Jiang: "Okay, I'll take someone with me now!" Then Long Jiang hung up the phone.

It was almost midnight, and Qiu Mo was pacing in the living room. I kept looking at my phone and waiting for Longjiang's news and calls, and finally the phone rang. He immediately connected, and the phone called Long Jiang: "When we went to his apartment, no one answered when we knocked on the door." We found the property and opened the door, and he was already unconscious in the game compartment. I immediately called 120 and when the first responders came he said he was very weak and in a very poor mental state. But for some reason, it seems that the vitality is not weak. He has been rescued in the infirmary, he is out of danger, and now he is asleep in the ward, and there is no serious problem."

Qiu Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, he's really working too hard today." It was the first time I saw how he died, but I was still proud of him. He is worthy of being a good brother of mine for many years! Long Jiang: "Well, I'm all listening to the blood." But the old devil is really NB this time, and I have been watching him from entering the professional circle to the present. He's finally not losing to anyone."

Qiu Mo: "He doesn't lose to anyone!" , Long Jiang: "Don't worry, the knight will take care of him." Qiu Mo: "Then thank you, even if I owe you a big favor today." I'll help you if you have any problems and need me in the future, but you don't mess with the Black Roses. I'm half of the Black Rose now, and I won't say no to any club you want to play in except them. Later, we will use the opportunity to challenge higher difficulties, and you will also have a share."

Long Jiang: "Since Brother Qiu said this, we will naturally do our best." Rest assured, I promise to give you a healthy breeze", Qiu Mo: "Then I will work for you".