A man dressed in black and wearing a mask slowly walked up to the stands, holding a green spear attached to him, which was in strong contrast to the girl in white who had been waiting on the stage for a long time.

"It's interesting, it's quite low-key. Seeing that Qin Mo actually wore a mask, Xiao Luo said with a smile, and the entourage next to him also smiled in agreement.

In fact, Qin Mo was only recognized as a precaution, because there were too many people present, in case someone had been to the ancient tree a few months ago, maybe he would have been recognized.

"Why don't you use a sword?...... last night" Seeing Qin Mo coming up with a spirit coffin, Su Yiyi was a little surprised.

"You need a sword to deal with it?" Qin Mo interrupted her unceremoniously.

"You!" Su Yiyi's face was gloomy, human eyes can convey the spirit, at this time, she seems to be able to breathe fire with eyes that can ignite Qin Mo's heart.

Su Yiyi took the lead in attacking, flashing in front of Qin Mo from a few zhang away, and with a wave of his long sword, he shook Qin Mo, who was blocking with the body of the spear, back.

This woman's speed is really extraordinary, is this the speed of the Sword of the Wind? Qin Mo held his breath and condensed, not daring to slack off, Ling Yan danced in the cold wind on the stage, and Su Yiyi did not have the upper hand in the slightest in a hundred moves, her swordsmanship was superb, the gun known as the "nemesis of the sword" did not seem to have any advantage, if it weren't for Qin Mo's speed being different from ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have been unable to parry it for a long time.

"Attention. At the moment of a close-range fight, Su Yiyi's voice suddenly sounded in Qin Mo's ears.

Was she reminding Qin Mo or was she demonstrating? Just as Qin Mo was thinking about what was wrong, a strong chill hit his head, and he didn't have time to look up, he directly did a backflip, and when Qin Mo stood firm, the countertop in the previous place had been pierced by several icicles.

This scene shocked Qin Mo into a cold sweat, this woman actually had time to summon such a strong spiritual power in frequent exchanges, Qin Mo really sighed to himself, but Su Yiyi didn't give him time to sigh again, and rushed forward again to fight Qin Mo, but after a simple handover, he left again. The feeling just now came from the top of Qin Mo's head again, can this woman still magic?

Qin Mo directly took the initiative to attack, but wherever he went, he would be occupied by icicles for a moment. Finally breathed a sigh of relief, how could a sword fly in front of him! As soon as his head was deflected, the sword blade flashed an inch from Qin Mo's neck, uncle, this woman is really playing! Isn't it a good exhibition game, could it be that Qin Mo has been annoyed and embarrassed for a long time?

Su Yiyi ushered in with a gun, Qin Mo waved her gun to break her fierce offensive, the two had the same idea, and at the same time, a wind and thunder flashed, and the tips of the guns collided, hitting a circle of wind and waves, breaking the dense icicles on the stage, and the people in the audience felt a strong storm rushing towards them, and the gale hit the high wall in the distance and did not stop, and then swept back to the center of the stage in the opposite direction. I can't imagine that the warrior's martial arts can be so powerful when used properly, so it's time to re-understand the balance between the various martial arts.

Just as the storm was faint and people's eyes widened, an amazing scene appeared on the stage: the two were still holding guns and confronting each other, but the man in black had a sword inserted in his right shoulder, which was the sword that Su Yiyi had just thrown, how could it pierce the body of the man in black in the blink of an eye!

Qin Mo's gaze gradually moved downward, looking at the blood-stained sword that pierced through his body, his right hand holding the spirit was trembling, and he no longer had the strength to hold it steady, and when the spirit spirit fell, he changed his left hand to catch it and stood on the ground to support his crumbling body.

There was an uproar at the scene, Su Yiyi had actually reached the level of holding a gun and a sword, that is, using gun skills and sword skills at the same time, and using mental power to control the sword to fight together, if it wasn't for the aftermath of the flash of wind and thunder just now that hindered the sword flying behind him and made it deviate slightly, I am afraid that the hit should be the heart and other vital points.

Qin Mo's body fluctuated violently, panting heavily. Su Yiyi also seemed to be frightened, she didn't expect it to be so serious, when the duel flashed just now, she only felt that Qin Mo's momentum was too strong, and wanted to use the sword to distract him, but he was too focused and didn't pay attention to the movement behind him, and in the late stage of the confrontation, Su Yiyi no longer had the extra mental power to control the flying sword, which led to the current situation.

"That's it, I'll let Xiao Wei heal you. Su Yiyi's hand holding the gun was also put down.

Just when everyone thought that the competition was over, a blood-colored barrier instantly rose in the space around Qin Mo, and the sword on his body fell to the ground, knocking Su Yiyi, who was walking unsuspectingly, to the ground, and the gun also fell to the side.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't fight? Su Yiyi, who was sitting on the ground, obviously softened his attitude, and looked at Qin Mo as if he was serious.

"Pick it up!" Qin Mo held the gun in his left hand and pushed forward, pointing at Su Yiyi and yelling.

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing, Su Yiyi looked aggrieved, she really didn't mean it, this daddy's birthday banquet was just to be happy, she didn't expect such unpleasantness, she looked at Master Su, as if asking for help.

"I'll tell you to pick it up!" Qin Mo's voice resounded through the high wall again.

Master Su's face was solemn, and finally nodded at Su Yiyi, since he wants to fight, maybe this is the dignity of a warrior.

Su Yiyi made a move, and the gun returned to his hand from the ground next to him. At this time, Qin Mo made an astonishing move, he actually took off the head of the gun and put it in the Qiankun bag, only holding a gun in his hand, everyone thought he was crazy, how to fight with a piece of wood, funny.

When Su Yiyi got up, Qin Mo came to her from dozens of meters away, Ling Zhen picked up, stabbed twice, and then turned around, Ling Yan swept around her waist one after another, this speed was more than twice as fast as before, Su Yiyi was difficult to deal with, and finally was hit in the abdomen by that sweep, and before she could land when she flew out, Qin Mo appeared behind her ghostly, and a shot completely hit her back, and she screamed in pain.

Su Yiyi was in a hurry, swung the gun and slashed to the back, who knew that after a while, Qin Mo appeared behind her again, the green gun barrel was pierced through her armpits and back, Qin Mo grabbed the part of her back with one hand, and locked Su Yiyi's arms tightly, unable to move.

"Let go of me!" Su Yiyi twisted his body desperately with his back to Qin Mo, but he was never able to break free.

He gently flicked the Lingyan's head, Su Yiyi obediently turned around, and Qin Mo's left hand still grabbed the Lingyan from behind her to blockade it. Su Yiyi frowned, bit his lower lip and showed his teeth slightly, and stared at the masked man in front of him with a pair of hateful eyes. Qin Mo looked at her quietly in front of her like this, her every expression was so beautiful that she couldn't say anything, making the corners of Qin Mo's mouth unconsciously raised.

This move made Su Yiyi bow his head in shame, he just wanted to use his eyes to make her lose obediently, which was more effective than killing her, maybe this is called the gaze of the strong.

Suddenly, a strong wind came, Qin Mo turned around sharply and flew out with a kick to kick away the sword that was trying to sneak attack again, and then pulled out the spirit and pushed Su Yiyi away.

"It doesn't work, Miss. Qin Mo began to provoke again, "Are you still coming?"

"Come!" Su Yiyi pulled out the sword on the ground and rushed towards Qin Mo.

Icicles fell in the field again, even bigger than before, angry, this time the eldest lady was also angry, someone dared to let her suffer such humiliation in front of so many people, there was a snow storm around her body, and everywhere she went became a land of icicles.

"Are these two going to dismantle the stage?" Master Su was a little anxious, he admitted that it was getting more and more exciting, but he was really moving.

"Don't be afraid of a small fight. Su Yushuang on the side was very leisurely snorting melon seeds, only she knew in her heart that Su Yiyi's tricks were all taught by her, and it was very clear what level she could use.

Soon, there were many ice peaks on the stage, and there was no open area, and people watching the performance had to turn their heads from time to time to see the movement inside.

Qin Mo stopped, he found that he couldn't use the spirit at all, there were icicles all around, how could he swing the spear?

"Don't you take out your sword yet?" Su Yiyi's arrogant voice came from above.

At this time, Su Yiyi was standing on an icicle, his white clothes fluttering, his black hair fluttering, and everyone present was a little drunk.

The sky on the ice peak suddenly darkened, and there was a whirlwind gathering in the sky, and after a thunderclap, the ice and rain fell solemnly, pointing directly at Qin Mo who was trapped in the icicle.

It was really ice rain, Qin Mo clearly saw that the ones that hit the blood martial arts suit were solid ice needles. The ice and rain that came from the sky blocked Qin Mo in that small space, and he suddenly felt that he was in a cold hell, although he was not stabbed on his body by the protection of the blood martial arts suit, but he was really cold and shivered, and even felt that his bone marrow was frozen, which was far more uncomfortable than taking a sword.

This time in the Tianlin Sword Rain, Su Yiyi used ten successes, no matter how thick his blood martial arts suit is, as long as it is still a third order, it will definitely be able to break him to the point that his body is incomplete.

Everyone present sweated for the man in black, this eldest lady of the Su family was too ruthless, such a torturous martial art even the most tenacious warrior could not parry, and secretly sighed that the Su family's martial arts were profound and profound.

Qin Mo was so cold that tears flowed out, and before he fell, he was already frozen, kneeling and hugging him, he was already so frozen that he couldn't take any more action, if she could hear it, Qin Mo really wanted to shout and admit defeat, but there was a howling snowstorm around him, no matter how he shouted, no one would hear it, but Miss Su didn't seem to intend to spare him like this, and the hatred only increased.

Speaking of sound, if you want people to hear it...... Qin Mo suddenly perked up, got up with difficulty, and slashed the spirit down and sank it to the ground. Closing his eyes and meditating silently, looking for the secret power hidden in the depths of his heart, he could vaguely feel that it was a cluster of small fluctuations, which gradually gathered into a clear mark under Qin Mo's call.

Long time gone, my friend.

Within the icicles, there was a sudden sound of a different kind, wandering, gathering, just a moment, the Su family sounded a piercing scream everywhere, like hearing ghosts crying and crying, ten thousand wailing, the sound moved for nine days, and the air penetrated the four fields.