Looking Yi Mingfeng up and down, Jian Wanchen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, but his heart was turbulent. net

The other people in the Jian Mansion didn't notice the situation just now, but he felt it.

With the six senses that had just entered the Heavenly Realm, Jian Wanchen sensed a hint of clues, but he couldn't explain it clearly. I just felt that at that moment just now, the surrounding earth qi had undergone a huge change, but it was silent, spreading out from the middle-aged man's fingers.

This kind of induction is very subtle, and Jian Wanchen is also uncertain, just staring at Yi Mingfeng in a daze, wanting to see this middle-aged man to the end.

"Senior, thank you for your help!" Jian Yueji hurriedly bowed and thanked him gratefully.

Next to him, Zuo Xitian also bowed, both shocked and admired, although he had seen Yi Mingfeng against several martial master-level powerhouses, and knew that he had a strength as deep as the sea, but every time he saw him make a move, he had an unpredictable sense of awe.

"The defense array in Xicheng is very peculiar, it is the handiwork of the leyline array master, and I have only slightly changed it. Yi Mingfeng waved his hand.

A group of strong people in Jian Mansion were stunned for a moment, and their scalps were numb, it was really this middle-aged man who made a move? What is the origin of this person.

"This, you ......" The head of the Jian Mansion coughed lightly, and just wanted to speak, but he noticed Jian Yueji's eyes, his heart jumped, he understood what his beloved daughter meant, and immediately remained silent.

At this time, Yi Mingfeng turned his head, looked at Qin Mo, and said with a smile: "Boy, this is another test for the teacher. A strong man at the level of a martial arts king is a good opponent. With your current cultivation in the two stages of the Heavenly Realm, just pick an opponent and experience the intensity of the King War. ”

Qin Mo's mouth opened slightly, and he secretly smiled bitterly, this master looked smiling, but in fact, he was stricter than anyone else.

It was really a difficult test for him to challenge a true martial arts king with the cultivation of the second stage of the Heavenly Realm.

Qin Mo couldn't help but think of the beginning, on the suspended glacier, following Yi Mingfeng to cultivate the technique of the Ancestral Formation, which was actually an extremely demanding cultivation.

Next to him, Jian Wanchen's eyes bulged, his throat rolled twice, and he was almost choked by his own spit. What?Heavenly Realm Second Stage?Qin Mo's cultivation has reached the Heavenly Realm Second Stage?

Around, a group of people in Jian's Mansion were dizzy and almost stumbled down. They all felt that they had a problem with their ears, if they were not mistaken, Qin Mo's cultivation two years ago was the pinnacle of the realm, right?

At that time, Qin Mo's cultivation degree had already surpassed the entire Xicheng, and even the entire Zhentian Kingdom. Many people predicted that if this son cultivated too much in the early stage, he was afraid that his realm would not be stable, and after he entered the adverse fate realm, his cultivation level would definitely slow down greatly. It is likely that he will be stagnant for more than twenty years before he can succeed in the Heavenly Realm.

However, it's only been two years, and this kid doesn't know where he has returned from cultivation, and he is already a peerless powerhouse in the second stage of the Heavenly Realm? If this is the case, the entire Zhentian Kingdom will set off boundless waves, and I am afraid that Emperor Luan's line will really panic and do whatever it takes to wipe out this young man.

For a while, the eyes of a group of powerhouses in the Jian Mansion looking at Qin Mo were a little weird, full of disbelief.

"Boy, hurry up and choose your opponent. That person is the commander of Xiling, although he has the natal royal weapon, and the spirit and body are one, but his cultivation is only the third stage of the king realm. It is already a bit difficult to confront the opponents in the late stage of the three king realms, not to mention that there are three early stage of the king realm and one opponent in the middle of the king realm. ”

Seeing that Qin Mo was still contemplating and observing, Yi Mingfeng smiled and spoke, his insight was so amazing, he could see the reality of the battle situation at a glance.

"Yishi, you ......"

Qin Mo couldn't help grinning, this master was really a little ill-intentioned, challenging the opponent of the King Realm was an extremely difficult test in itself. Yi Mingfeng was still on the side, disturbing his mind with words, just to see him embarrassed.

Bang!

The body shook slightly, and the true flame in Qin Mo's body rotated slightly, and a little sword light immediately flashed around his body, fusing with the true flame to form a layer of sword light to protect the wall. The texture of this kind of sword, like a gemstone, circulated with a strange brilliance, which was extremely dazzling, and Jian Wanchen and the others were suffocated for a while.

Sword mang's wall guard!?

Jian Wanchen's head exploded directly, he understood what this kind of body protection true flame represented, this is the point where the kendo attainment has reached the point of extreme profundity, the sword qi and his own true flame are perfectly integrated, and the form is outside, and the power of body protection can be formed.

This kind of sword wall protection is related to the cultivation of the true body, but more about the comprehension of the way of the sword.

Looking at Xiling Battle City, for thousands of years, Jian Wanchen had never heard of anyone who could cultivate this kind of sword and light wall.

"You, Qin Mo ......" Jian Wanchen's eyes were glazed, as if he didn't know this young man at all.

Sou!

Qin Mo's body moved, flew up, passed through the spatial shield, and rushed towards the king battlefield in mid-air.

At this time, among the seven great martial arts kings, there was a thin old man who sensed it, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Mo's figure and sensed the qi of the Heavenly Realm powerhouse.

"Hmm, the powerhouse of the Heavenly Realm, also come to die?"

The thin old man sneered, the seven kings besieged Yi Wumad, but he couldn't fight for a long time, he was in a state of anxiety, and he happened to see the figure of a strong man in the heavenly realm, and immediately shot a volley, wanting to kill him to vent his anger.

Bang!

A palm slapped out, and a black palm power soared, although this space was stable, but it still blasted out a trajectory that was almost a passage.

The palm is full of power, containing the suffocating will of the king, but the aftermath of the strength is enough to crush a strong man in an adversity realm in an instant.

"Broken!"

In mid-air, Qin Mo was flying, one foot stepped forward, his right hand was on the scabbard, and he made a gesture of drawing his sword, which was the gesture of [Phantom Heaven Drawing Sword Technique].

After experiencing the origin of the enlightened sword soul of [Guizhen Pond], Qin Mo's comprehension of this sword technique has taken another step, and he no longer needs to gather momentum, he can already use this sword at will.

Airplanes!

A sword light flashed up, and a flying flying hung appeared in the sky, incomparably bright, facing this palm power.

Break with a sword!

The sword light did not dissipate, but absorbed a trace of Wusen's palm power, and the sword momentum changed and became weird and erratic, but it had an incomparable sharpness.

Sou!

The sword light penetrated through the palm and shot at the thin old man with a faster speed.

"What? cut off my palm!" the thin old man's eyebrows twitched, and he instinctively felt something wrong.

However, this sword light was really too fast, as fast as a glimpse of floating light, and it was at the place where it was close at hand in an instant, and he was not allowed to make any other reactions at all, so he could only raise his sleeves, and this time he used ten percent of his strength and slapped away fiercely.

In an instant, Wu Sen's palm burst open, forming a treacherous domain in front of the thin old man, containing extremely strong corrosiveness, and any power penetrating into it would be corroded and weakened layer by layer, until it was invisible.

"Die!" The thin old man's eyes were beating, and he didn't pay attention to the Heavenly Realm powerhouse at all, but as a martial arts king, it was a shame to let this sword light and body collide with his flesh palm in full view.

However, the next moment, the glint in the eyes of the thin old man froze, and in its place, there was a look of shock.

Tear and pull!

Wusen's weird field was divided into two, and it was still cut in half by that sword light, and the power and degree of this sword light surged by three percent compared to just now.

Then, the thin old man's expression changed again, and he was shocked, he saw Qin Mo's appearance clearly, he was actually a young man who was as delicate as the wind.

It's just that the young man's eyes were beating with a light that soared into the sky, like a divine sword unsheathed and straight into the sky.

"[Evil Shadow Sword Step]!"

In mid-air, Qin Mo did not perform any peerless skills other than sword skills, the [Evil Shadow Sword Step] and the [Phantom Heaven Drawing Sword Technique] were cast at the same time, and his entire person was almost fused with the [Crazy Moon Earth Que Sword].

Shout!

The sword light flashed, Qin Mo and the thin old man staggered, and blood shot out in mid-air, accompanied by the fall of two severed fingers.

"Ah......h

The thin old man screamed, holding his right hand, his face was painful, his index finger and middle finger were cut off by a sword, even the True Flame Shield of the King Realm, in front of this sword light, it was like paper paste.

This scene made countless people watching the battle from a distance stunned, and many people exclaimed just now, where did this Heavenly Realm swordsman come from, and he dared to stir into the king-level battlefield, isn't this a moth fighting the fire to find death?

However, in the blink of an eye, the two fingers of the thin old man were cut off, and this scene was like a dream, completely subverting the cognition of countless martial artists.

"That person, that teenager is ......"

"Is it Qin Mo of the Thousand Yuan Sect?"

"Xiling is the first person of the younger generation, didn't he encounter an accident?

At this time, many people recognized Qin Mo, and bursts of exclamations sounded, and some people who had crossed paths with Qin Mo even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen it wrong.

Bang!

In mid-air, a cloud of sword rays stretched out, turning into a sword wheel, hovering behind Qin Mo, and the phantom of a sword rotated, like a throne of ten thousand swords.

(End of chapter)