In ancient times, there was a king, named 纣.

Govern the country with violence and rule the people with Xing.

Damn, I don't have the ability to write any ancient texts.

Do it all over again.

In the ancient period of the Evie civilization, there was a king named Xuan, who did not go to court, did not take care of politics, listened to the hen crowing in the morning, soaked in the wine pool at noon to eat meat, and watched the taste of the pole show at night.

Then, the force is mutual.

Where there is oppression, there is naturally resistance.

Soon, the princes of all parts of the country united and marched towards the capital of the city under the leadership of a white-haired old man, who was bound to climb out of his wine pool, and then himself... Nor do I jump.

Dirty.

He was soon overthrown, and he stood on the balcony of his house, bewildered as he watched the rebellious army of princes surround him.

What did I do? Why do you do this to me? I am your king!

It's so unfair, it's so fair.

God Eviie, you are so unfair!

Before he died, he burned down his house and returned to Evie in the last sauna of his life.

Although he came to the dwelling of God Eve, the monstrous resentment bound his soul to death, making him conscious and unable to turn into a soul.

For this kind of soul, God Evie has a special arrangement.

So, his soul turned into a scythe and lay quietly in the vault of the god Eviie, waiting to be summoned by those who possessed the same monstrous resentment.

This is the origin of the soul martial 'hatred'.

And at this moment, 'Hatred' and its owner are facing the biggest challenge in hundreds of years: a teenager who has just been beaten to the point where he can't take care of himself, and how to look at it, he is in his early seventeens.

'Qu Yao, that flame scythe is 'hate', so who is its owner? ’

"You ask the old lady who the old lady asks, 'Hatred' has a total of more than forty masters in the history of Evie's civilization, and Lu Bu is well-known in the soul martial arts, besides, you ask so many dry dicks, hurry up and finish the work." ’

Qin Mo shook his head helplessly, unfolding the crystal book to the third page, and a thin layer of crystal armor instantly covered his whole body.

"Okay, we don't have much time, let's hurry." Qin Mo said this, but he didn't act.

In the end, he still hoped that the two of them would just stand motionless until the nuclear bomb exploded.

For every soul silk consumed in this chain of cause and effect, the trumpet has to repay a hundred.

Don't think about others, you have to think about yourself.

Tyrrell didn't have the patience to do so, and the scythe in his hand drew a circle, and the rings of fire scorched and rose, flying towards Qin Mo from all directions.

The ring of fire has not yet arrived, and the heat wave has arrived!

Considering the risk of losing powder by learning from the lion to jump into the circle of fire, Qin Mo turned the crystal book to the fourth page, and a Chinese sword made of crystal extended from his left hand, and the crystal light flashed, and the circle of fire turned into nothingness.

The last ring of fire was split, revealing Tyrell's hideous face behind it.

Qin Mo had already guessed that these circles of fire were just tricks to disturb the enemy, and after calmly entering the Zero Realm state and formulating the most perfect attack arc, he raised his crystal blade and stabbed straight towards Tyrell.

The two of them staggered, and Tyrell had just turned around to find that the colorful crystal sword had slashed in front of him.

Both of them were using the Zero Realm state, but Qin Mo's speed was much faster than Tyrell's.

There is no way to avoid it, and Tyrrell uses his housekeeping skills.

The Chinese sword slashed mercilessly into Tyrell's face, but without a trace of blood, it pierced through Rare's body without hindrance.

Qin Mo immediately sensed that Tyrell in front of him was nothing more than a phantom, and his body had infiltrated another plane.

I couldn't help but be amazed.

Isn't that 'shaking'?

Sister Evie, you are hairy, and the deed of 'burning' is so low and 'shaking' is so i

The deed was given to the same person, in addition to those Cantonese Yankees, who else has Armani on the upper body and big pants on the lower body.

Tyrell kept his body in another plane, sticking to Qin Mo's close attack, these attacks from the other plane would not cause any damage, but if Tyrell returned to this plane the moment the fire sickle sank into Qin Mo's chest, Qin Mo's chest would be burned out of a large fire hole.

Qin Mo only needed to leap back lightly to distance himself from Tyrell, but after thinking about it again, he still decided to let Tyrell stick to him like this, this is not to support him, but to continue to use 'Huang' will consume a lot of soul silk, and Qin Mo wants to drag Tyrell to death.

What's even more vicious is that he always coincides the crystal sword with Tyrell's phantom, so that once Tyrell's soul filament is exhausted and returns to this plane, the body that coincides with the crystal sword will immediately turn into a blood hole.

After only half a minute, Tyrell felt dizzy and knew that if he continued like this, he would be killed, so he took the initiative to pull back and leap into the air.

But as soon as he returned to this plane, he was hit by twelve shots in a row, and it was a silent twelve.

Blood flows in columns.

"Does a bullet made of condensed hydrogen taste good?"

Qin Mo smiled evilly, the crystal book suspended in front of him turned to the seventh page, and the crystal long sword in his left hand also turned into a crystal pistol with an extremely long barrel.

The shape of this gun resembles Lilith's silver gun, but it is made of crystal, so the internal structure is clear at a glance.

In the transparent **, the hydrogen atoms are condensing, and after a minute, the bullet is condensed, and the end of Tyrell is coming.

What the is this?

Tyrrell was confused.

He thought he knew all kinds of covenants in the history of the Evie Sect, and he had seen a lot of soul martial arts in the Contra Arena, but he had never seen all the new and strange things used by the young man in front of him, and he was not even sure if it had anything to do with God Evie.

'Hey, hey, hate, what kind of monster is this Qin Mo? ’

'Grass, how would Lone know, for thousands of years, Lone has never seen this kind of book-like soul martial arts, and that gun can't tell if it's soul martial arts or technology... Maybe... It's both. ’

If you say it, you don't say it. ’

'You asked, but you didn't ask, even if you figure out the answer, will this Qin Mo let us go? Save your life! It's a pity that such a good body is gone, and our plans will all be affected. ’

Reasonable.

Tyrell saw Qin Mo standing motionless, and guessed that he was continuing his previous tactics, dragging on until the moment before the nuclear bomb exploded, taking another Qin Mo and teleporting away with him, leaving himself in the hands of this crystal giant to become a roast suckling pig.

Delusion!

With a loud shout, Tyrell spread his flame wings and soared into the air, flying around in the limited space, rolling up a fire dragon from time to time to attack Qin Mo, while storing the soul silk, ready to strike a fatal blow.

"Ever heard that proverb about flying props?" Qin Mo slowly raised his gun, "Since ancient times, the left side of the wave has been lost. ”

Pulling the trigger, the imposing fire dragon was instantly pierced by an invisible bullet, turning into sparse flames scattered on the ground.

Qin Mo stood on the right side of the screen, occupying the bonus of plot and position, and every shot could easily disperse the fire dragon.

As the minutes ticked by, Tyrell barely had enough soul threads to need.

First of all, you may die if you use this trick. ’

'FUXK, don't you die?' ’

Tyrrell thrust the Hate into the ground, letting out a terrible howl.

Sudden mutations.

Qin Mo suddenly felt a burning heat from head to toe, and there were several places in his body that were burning.

Damn, the entrails are on fire without warning!

The kidneys and livers were charred, and the worst thing was that the left lobe of the lung was also burned.

Dyspnea.

The only remaining reason told Qin Mo that he must not move, otherwise more of his body would turn to ashes.

It was difficult to raise the eyes, and there was fire everywhere on the ground, in the air.

All the places that had been hacked by the 'hate' were burned out of thin air, as the words of the rebel princes before his death:

Whatever my eyes see, I will burn it all!

Hey, hey, hey, this is cheating at all, how can you prevent it.

Enduring the severe pain, Qin Mo manipulated the crystal to grow rapidly in his body, and while extinguishing the fire, it also turned into a temporary organ to support his body to continue to move.

Tyrell's appearance was even more unbearable, black blood flowed from every hole in his body, but he still struggled to pull out the fire scythe and walked towards Qin Mo step by step.

The time has come to decide the winner.

, you're cheating.

I'll do mine.

Qin Mo turned the book back to the fourth page.

In the next second, Tyrell pulled out the scythe that had been swung into Qin Mo's neck and flew backwards with the flames.

Qin Mo re-conjured the Chinese sword and dodged forward while using the 'reverse'.

Everything was collapsing, and a sharp sound burst out from the sparks.

Only three seconds later, a quarter of Tanuki Island was gone, and the rest of the island was covered with sword marks, as if it had been severely pressed by a large steel net.

The same goes for Tyrell's body.

She had lost her standing credentials, and could only be piled up on the ground like mud, but even so, those vicious eyes still looked at the young man standing in front of her for a moment.

The dust has settled, and the winner has been decided.

"Damn, I'm seriously overspending, and I may not be able to afford to pay off this debt."

Qin Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he avoided consuming a lot of soul silk throughout the battle, and he couldn't imagine that stealing chickens would not lead to rice.

Ignoring Tyrell, who was choking enough to even turn his head, Qin Mo walked quickly to Qin Mo's side and took out the illusory glass ball.

There are 30 seconds left before the nuclear bomb explodes.