By noon, the qualifying battle had not yet reached a quarter of the way, but the players behind were feeling the pressure. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The combat power displayed by these young men is so powerful that many players regard them as imaginary enemies, simulating confrontations in their minds, and they don't even have a chance of winning.

In the afternoon, in the forty-fourth battle, it was Qin Mo's turn.

"Hey, brother, it turns out that your name is Wei Jian, and the number of battles you have is not very lucky! However, don't worry, my luck has always been very good, and if you are by my side, you will definitely be able to taint my good luck!" Zuo Xitian had already woken up from his meditation and shouted there.

Qin Mo shook his head secretly, but without speaking, a ray of light swept through the ring, and he was teleported.

Airplanes!

On the huge ring, countless swords flowed, intertwined into a pair of blade wings, fanning behind Yang Wucheng, his body hung in the air, looking down at Qin Mo who had just appeared with a condescending posture, with boundless killing intent on his face.

"Unexpectedly, I spent the whole night last night thinking about how to kill you if we met in a ranked battle. God opened my eyes, I met you in my first battle!"

Yang Wucheng's slender eyes were erected, demonic and cold, he thought of Qin Mo and the Heavenly Snake Princess standing side by side, that intimate appearance, he couldn't wait to drain the blood of this human race, throw it into the pit of ten thousand snakes, and suffer from ten thousand snakes devouring his heart and die.

Among the powerhouses watching the battle in the outer city, many young powerhouses were also full of murderous intent, wanting to put Qin Mo to death. This nameless Terran swordsman unknowingly snatched the heart of the Heavenly Snake Princess, and he should be cut with a thousand knives.

As for the older generation of powerhouses watching the battle, they didn't care about the rumors of Qin Mo and Princess Heavenly Snake, but they also paid attention to this battle.

Because of rumors, although Yang Wucheng, the three young geniuses of the Heavenly Snake Clan who participated in the war this time, cannot be compared with Princess Heavenly Snake and Yang Lin, it is said that his strength is so strong that he is also the top ten young generation of the Heavenly Snake Clan.

On the stands of one of the peaks in the outer city, several big demons of the Yang clan nodded with satisfaction, goshawks fighting rabbits, and they had to do their best, Yang Wucheng was very correct in this performance. Kill your opponent with a thunderbolt and don't leave your opponent any chance to take advantage of.

Outside the ring, Tianteng Sect Mo Lao was a little worried, this tricky sword was very dazzling in the outer city battle, but the inner city battle was two completely different things, there were too many incomparably strong opponents, and if you were not careful, you might be defeated, or even killed.

"I hope this young man doesn't underestimate the enemy, and he doesn't hold it up, and uses his real strength to face it. Mo Lao thought about it like this and announced the start of the battle.

"Snake Wing Knife River!"

The moment the battle began, Yang Wucheng made a move, and the blade wings shook wildly, turning into countless snake scales **** out, converging into a river of swords, like a sky-swallowing python attacking directly.

The entire space was torn apart, and countless knives were hidden or revealed, their trajectories were difficult to fathom, and they formed an irresistible knife momentum.

The eyes of the young geniuses who were watching the battle tightened, in the battle outside the city, the strength shown by Yang Wucheng was strong enough, condensed into a complete sword spirit, and cultivated the peerless sword skills of the Yang clan of the Heavenly Snake Clan, and the comprehension of the sword path had been perfected.

Such a knife hand is extremely terrifying, and it is regarded as a fierce opponent by many players, but it is unthinkable that the strength that Yang Wucheng showed in the battle outside the city is simply the tip of the iceberg.

At this moment, thousands of swords turned into a river of swords, stacked wildly in mid-air, forming a terrifying sword momentum, which is the embodiment of knife skills, sword spirit, and knife momentum reaching a peak.

Such as the terrifying power, so that more than half of the young powerhouses watching the battle are unwilling to confront this sword skill head-on.

With this knife alone, Yang Wucheng has the strength to rank among the top 100 [Yuelongtai].

Tear and pull!

A crisp tearing sound sounded, reminiscent of the crisp sound of a cloth being torn, and in the swirling sword river, an extremely thin and faint sword mark slashed through, but it split the knife river into two.

Bang...... , Countless swords shattered, Qin Mo used his palm as a sword, easily cut through the sword momentum formed by the [Snake Wing Sword River], and walked over, not affected by the sword qi at all.

Puff puff puff...... , Qin Mo's body was shrouded in a faint brilliance, no matter how sharp the sword qi was, it was difficult to penetrate that layer of body protection true flame.

"Oh no! it's ......."

In an instant, Yang Wucheng's neck was cold, and a suffocating danger hit his heart, and he instinctively shook his blade wings and flew back.

Airplanes!

Another extremely thin and faint sword mark slashed, this time, Yang Wucheng saw Qin Mo's movements clearly, this young swordsman waved his arm, extremely freehand, and slashed out an invisible sword power that was difficult to capture.

The sword marks flashed, and one of Yang Wucheng's blades immediately snapped, and the cut surface was extremely flat, and his entire body suddenly lost his balance, trying to stabilize it, but he still rolled in the air.

There is no way, this sword is too fast and too elusive to capture its castration.

On the other side, Qin Mo walked slowly, his degree seemed to be slow, and in just a few steps, he had already approached within thirty zhang, and his arm sword qi was uncertain, exuding a suffocating sharpness.

A breath of death swept through Yang Wucheng's body like a raging wave, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave. He had a hunch that the young swordsman's next sword would be a killer sword, and he would be slashed with one sword.

This kind of premonition is very unreasonable, it is an instinct of the Heavenly Snake Clan, if it was before, Yang Wucheng would not believe this premonition at all, and he would snort at it.

He didn't believe that the sword skill of this tricky sword was so powerful, but now, Yang Wucheng was inexplicably frightened, and it was a panic for any creature to have a premonition of his own death, especially if he died in the next moment.

"Storm!"

Yang Wucheng's expression was hideous, his eyes were straight into snake pupils, and the blade blades behind him immediately burst open, and with the saber in his hand, after a pause, he rushed forward and slashed, bursting out of the wildness of killing and annihilation.

This kind of sword momentum is fifty percent more powerful than the [Snake Wing Knife River] just now.

Ahead, Qin Mo's steps remained unchanged, still moving forward slowly, and at the moment when the blade was close to his body, his arm was cut out like a sword.

The sword light floated up, it seemed to be very slow, in the eyes of many strong people watching the battle, this sword was slow to the extreme, it seemed that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could pinch the sword light and gently knock it off.

However, this sword light easily submerged into the sword momentum in the sky, swimming in the gaps of countless swords, and stabbed towards Yang Wucheng little by little.

Many of the older generation of powerhouses were cold, but this sword light was not slow at all, but it was extremely fast, just giving people the illusion that it was slow to the extreme.

This is the fusion of the mystery of the fast sword and the slow sword, and it is the embodiment of the two sword intents to the extreme.

Burst!

A blood streak appeared in the center of Yang Wucheng's eyebrows, and quickly expanded, and then the blood arrow spewed out, soaring up, his head split in half, and then the whole body also split, turning into two halves of a snake corpse and falling to the ground.

"Trick sword, win!"

In the referee's stand, when Mo Lao announced the result, his face was full of shock, he thought that in this battle, the sword needed to use real strength to win.

Unexpectedly, the young swordsman still did not draw his sword, and slashed his opponent with a crushing attitude.

"Hmph! ”

Qin Mo stood in the ring, did not leave immediately, looked down at the inner city below, his eyes moved, and a sword light appeared, which actually penetrated the barrier of the ring and slashed down.

Bite!

In the inner city, Yang Lin waved his arm and slapped continuously, shattering this sword light, but his face changed suddenly, blue danced, and cold killing intent surged.

"Is this a provocation to my Yang clan? Hmph, the person who is the favorite of the princess of the Heavenly Snake? After escaping the previous pursuit, he didn't even hide far away, and he dared to kill my Yang genius in public. Damn!"

Compared to Yang Lin's murderous undersurge, the other young geniuses in the inner city were extremely dignified, and Yang Wucheng was so easily killed, such a result was too amazing.

For the outer city battle of the eight outer cities, many young and strong people present have investigated, and compared to the other seven cities, the outer city battle of the southeast stone city is considered to be the weakest city. Originally, the top ten in Southeast Stone City did not have many young players paying attention to it at all.

However, so far in the ranked battle, whether it is the Blue Flame Demon Lion, the Bone Clan's Bow Thorn, or the Trick Sword just now, they have all shown extremely terrifying combat power.

"It is said that from the battle in the outer city to the present, the sword has never been drawn, which means that this young swordsman has never used his true strength. ”

"The strength of this young man is indeed strong, but at present, it seems that there is still a big gap compared to those young men. ”

"The ranking battle has just begun, and defeating Yang Wucheng is nothing, it can only be said that the sword has the strength to rank among the top 100. Whether it is a dragon or a snake can only be determined when it meets the predicted top 50 players. ”

The powerhouses watching the battle had different opinions, this young swordsman was indeed a big dark horse, but it remains to be seen whether he can really make waves in the ranked battle.

After all, there are really strong people in the inner city war, and those young men have reached the extreme of the same realm, and it is extremely difficult, or even almost impossible to achieve, if you want to compete with the peak powerhouses of the younger generation.

"Good girl, Brother Tricky Sword, I didn't expect you to be so powerful! I'm about to catch up with me......" Zuo Xitian was speechless and exclaimed.

Qin Mo smiled secretly in his heart, after this guy showed his true strength, he was more and more adept at putting gold on his face. Thinking of the Qianyuan Sect, Qin Mo wanted to ask about the sect, as well as other fellow sects and friends, but he opened his mouth and finally didn't ask.

Now his identity is a thorn in the side of many strong people, and if his true identity is exposed, it will cause boundless trouble.

However, although Qin Mo didn't ask, Zuo Xitian couldn't hide his words, so he opened the conversation, and talked about some recent situations about Xiling Battle City and Qianyuan Sect. 8