The day after Qin Mo won the award, an invitation post appeared in the virtual world, saying that Qin Wudao, as a young generation, had made great contributions to mankind and invited martial artists of the breath rank in Kyoto to come to Qin Mo's celebration banquet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The posters are Zhuang Feichen and Zhuang Feiyang.

For a group of young people, there were qualifying matches in previous years, but this year there are fewer direct qualifying races, which makes many people hold back their strength in their hearts.

The Zhuang brothers' appeal immediately aroused a positive response from everyone.

Everyone has their own thoughts, some want to make friends, some want to watch the excitement, and some want to find enemies to challenge the .......

Of course, it is also indispensable that personal hatred has evolved into regional discrimination, and the six regions are grinding their fists one by one, preparing to have a good activity at the party.

Anyway, this celebration banquet has changed, from simply congratulating Qin Wudao to a party.

Qin Mo also received an invitation from the Zhuang brothers.

A few days later, the Zhuang brothers of the Kyoto Grand Hotel and others came to Qin Mo, and there were one or two thousand fellow Daoists of the breathing rank.

Because there are too many people, some people suggest being outdoors, anyway, they are all martial artists, and they are not afraid of the cold.

In this way, one or two thousand people noisily moved the meeting place to the square outside.

The Zhuang brothers were not well-intentioned, and Qin Mo was also not good, and the matter of his fight with Zhuang Feichen was in the news a few days ago, and everyone knew about it.

Before the party began, someone in the crowd shouted to challenge Qin Mo.

But everyone ignored it, if everyone on the scene wanted to challenge Qin Wudao, then he wouldn't do anything all day long, and fight every day.

This party was originally about to fight, and everyone knew that the Zhuang brothers first said a lot of polite words, and then the topic changed to want to see the swordsmanship of the end of Qin.

Zhuang Feiyang gave a look to one person in the crowd, and "Ghost Seeing Sorrow Li Thirteen" walked out of the crowd and said to Qin Mo: "Li Thirteen, please also ask the 'Sword God' for advice." ”

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

What's more, it's sword cultivation, and everyone who encounters a little difference in strength can't help but fight.

The word "Sword God" in Li Shisan's mouth was very heavy, and as soon as the words came out, a sword intent rippled out of his heart, and a murderous aura filled the air.

"That's it." Qin Mo didn't want to make a move, the atmosphere at the scene was a little wrong, and someone had already started fighting in the distance.

Li Shisan didn't care about that, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out with a whoosh.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Li Thirteen's sword stabbed out Qin Mo and quickly retreated, using the "Flying Immortal Dance Step" to dodge.

"Out of the sword!"

"Go on!" Qin Mo's footwork turned into a phantom, and the surrounding crowd retreated one after another, making room for the two of them.

When Bai Haoran challenged Li Shisan that day, Qin Mo noticed that the other party was very strong in swordsmanship, and he had already entered the room.

Li Shisan's six swords were dodged by Qin Mo with the slightest hint.

"Huh?" Qin Mo stopped.

Li Shisan put away his sword and looked at Qin Mo calmly: "You and I will have a battle in the end, but not today." With that, he turned and left.

Qin Mo smiled, the other party's swordsmanship was very strong. Li Shisan's strongest is "Sword Seven", Qin Mo saw through his sword momentum, the so-called one blow and then three declines and exhaustion, this kind of person is a typical person who is strong and strong, and the faster he is.

If he fights hard, the result will be difficult to tell.

But he used the "Flying Immortal Step" to invisibly divide the sword momentum accumulated by the opponent's six swords into three sections, and the momentum fell again and again, and by the time Li Shisan came out to the seventh sword, he seemed to have no confidence to defeat the opponent.

So he was smart enough to stop.

The two simply learned, the connoisseurs watched the doorway, and the outsiders watched the excitement.

If this is a life-and-death battle, Li Shisan must stab out the seventh sword whether he wants it or not, but this sword no longer has the strongest sword momentum, and its power is greatly reduced, so it is very dangerous.

The Zhuang brothers and all the geniuses saw that Li Shisan's momentum was inexplicably dissolved.

Zhuang Feichen was a little annoyed and was about to play by himself, but was stopped by his younger brother.

Zhuang Feiyang walked to the open space and said, "Brother Qin is worthy of being an ace evolutionary, and his skill in resolving sword momentum with this hand is really superb. ”

"The little brother has itchy hands, and he also came to learn a few tricks."

When the people around saw Zhuang Feiyang on the field, they took out their light brains and started recording, and some even started the live broadcast.

"Please!"

I was very curious about this "Time Supreme" Qin Mo.

Syllable!

Zhuang Feiyang appeared beside Qin Mo without warning, and the folding fan in his hand "snapped" to block Qin Mo's eyes, and then the technique changed, and the folding fan slashed through Qin Mo's eyes like a full moon scimitar.

Phew!

Qin Mo's sword finger also pointed at Zhuang Feiyang's wrist with lightning speed, forcing the other party to give up the attack.

Bang Bang Bang!

The two quickly fought and dismantled each other, but both reacted quickly and played to a draw.

Bang bang bang!

Qin Mo and Zhuang Feiyang each took a step back, their legs flew up, and they saw their legs collide in mid-air, making a muffled sound like a cannon.

Rumble!

After more than ten legs, both of them broke out and collided together.

The huge explosion shook the cochlea of the people around him, and the weaker ones were a little sluggish.

"Come again!"

Sou!

Zhuang Feiyang threw out a flying knife as he spoke.

"Huh?" The two were tied from the beginning, and Zhuang Feiyang's fighting talent was among the top three that Qin Mo encountered.

Qin Mo's eyes became focused, not only did the speed of the flying knife move slower, but the shape of the flying knife also doubled in size.

In the eyes of outsiders, they saw Qin Mo quickly turning into a shadow, and then saw two flying knives colliding in the air, the sound was sonorous, and sparks flickered.

"Admire, admire! Brother Qin's Mind Cultivation Method is a 'Mind Clock', right? Zhuang Feiyang was caught by Qin Mo and thrown back with a flying knife, so he didn't fight.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, looking at the smile on the other party's face, he also understood.

"Hehe, I can't imagine playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong."

It turns out that Zhuang Feiyang's meditation exercise is also "Mind Clock", and he himself has the "time fruit", so he is more suitable for this exercise.

The "Mind Clock" is actually very simple, but it progresses very slowly, and it is a great test of the cultivator's will.

"Hehe, someone has already practiced this exercise to one hundredth of a second, and I'm still far behind." Zhuang Feiyang said very low-key.

"How is that possible?"

Zhuang Feiyang said: "There is nothing impossible, that person is my teacher." ”

Zhuang Feiyang's teacher is "Emperor Lin Xiu", ranked 8th on the purple list, it is said that he was born with heavy pupils, his spiritual power is different from ordinary people, and he is extremely mysterious in the purple list.

Qin Mo and the people around him were also relieved when they heard it, which of the top ten on the purple list did not have a great adventure.

There is crazy and bold speculation in the virtual world, saying that this "Emperor of the Ages" is a time-traveler from the future, because many things have been accurately predicted by him, and the existence of such a person is a blow to others.

Shortly after the fight between the two ended, someone in the crowd attacked the enemy, and then the prepared two sides began to fight in a group.

Soon, more and more people participated in the group fight, especially many masters who fell off the list were even more angry, and they joined the crowd and beat those who were not pleasing to the eye.

For a while, the entire square became a battlefield, and the scuffle of thousands of people also grew rapidly, turning into a group fight of 10,000 or 20,000 people.

"I'll grass your uncle!"

"You ****, I don't know you, what are you doing with Lao Tzu!" One of the people who watched the excitement was slapped with a panda eye and watched the other party flee.

"You don't pay taxes if you see the excitement, don't come to see the excitement if you don't have the ability."

"Hit, brothers!"

Many people were frightened when they saw this situation and hurriedly retreated, and many enemies in the six regions had already made an appointment, and at this time, they were rushing at each other one by one.

A few minutes later, more than a dozen police cars flew in.

"Dead black cat, don't worry!"

Many people have suffered losses, where can they take care of any super police at this time, and they will find the field first.

Several of the super-police officers looked like they were getting out of control, contacted for backup, and were quickly drowned out of the crowd.

Qin Mo looked at the unstoppable momentum of the spark, and fled in a panic.

It's not that he can't do it, it's that it's too messy.

Bang!

Zhuang Feichen watched tens of thousands of people rioting, grabbed the bench and joined the melee, and beat people when he saw them. However, there were too many people, and I don't know where a bench flew and was ready to smash on the top of Zhuang Feichen's head who had just teleported.

"Ahh You fucking bastards! ”

Syllable!

Suddenly, I didn't know who slapped him, Zhuang Feichen felt that there was something slimy on his face, reached out and touched it, and saw the yellow excrement that was still steaming.

"Which **** stand up for Lao Tzu!" Zhuang Feichen was almost mad, since he came to Kyoto, no one dared to tease him like this.

But he forgot who the people on the scene were, geniuses from all regions of the alliance, who cares what kind of supreme you are, it depends on how you don't like it.

Later, it was rumored that the scuffle lasted four or five hours, and more than a dozen people died, and basically everyone hung the lottery.

In the end, thousands of superpolice were dispatched to stop the riot.