Chapter 538: Fierce Battle

On the high platform, the high-level expressions of the major forces were different, but the faces of these big masters all had the same shock.

"Qin Mo ......" Huo Lin, the head of the Eastern Division's Mansion, twitched his face, his forehead was beating, and his hands involuntarily clenched the armrests of the seat, calming his agitated and jealous emotions at the moment.

Yes, jealous!?

Huo Qi couldn't imagine that from a congenital teenager, there would be a feeling of jealousy. Before, he only regarded Qin Mo as a threat, but he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, in the past hundred years at the helm of the Eastern Division's Mansion, Huo Lin has seen countless geniuses, and the genius martial artists who were once regarded as a threat by the Eastern Division's Mansion are also unknown.

But now, those threats that were once no longer threats have been lost in the long river of time.

In Huo Lin's opinion, Qin Mo's fate was the same as those geniuses who were annihilated.

Anyone who insults the face of the Dongshi Mansion will not die a good death!

But now, the strength shown by Qin Mo made Huo Lin feel deeply jealous, and he had only one thought in his heart - to strangle it as soon as possible while this son had not yet grown up!

At the same time, in the eyes of some people here, they all glanced at the same gaze, and the forces they belonged to were not so friendly with the Thousand Yuan Sect.

On the other side, Jian Lao took a deep breath and looked intoxicated.

"This sword, it's really good! It is rumored that in the Xiling Qianyuan Sect, there was a sword skill called [Dayi Zhou Tianjian], which was mysterious and exquisite, and no one really practiced it. Unexpectedly, this kid Qin Mo actually stepped into the door......"

The old sword muttered to himself, suddenly felt a little thirsty, and wanted to drink a glass of wine, seeing this sword skill, if there is no wine to match, it is a pity.

However, Jian Lao Xuan put this idea behind him, because the two of them in the ring fought fiercely again.

Countless ice edges swirled wildly in the ring, forming all kinds of ice weapons around Huan Ze's body, circling endlessly.

On Huan Ze's body, a piece of ice armor was condensed, making his whole person bloom with a cold light, like a beautiful ice sculpture.

Suddenly, Huan Ze's whole person's momentum rose again, reaching a trembling point.

"Come on, Qin Mo, fight to your heart's content!" Huan Ze waved his hands, and thousands of ice weapons swooped away.

Dingdingding...... , Qin Mo's wrist shook wildly, and he moved his sword to the extreme, colliding with these ice weapons.

In an instant, the sword light in the ring was overflowing, and the cold light was in full bloom.

Thousands of ice weapons, the power contained in each ice weapon is comparable to the full force of a strong person in the late stage of the grandmaster, coupled with the cold that is difficult to resist, even the strong grandmaster is afraid of it.

This attack method is exactly the unique combat method of the Ice Hell Body, and in the face of such an attack, the powerhouses of the same level will only fall into a situation of fear and despair.

Qin Mo was also very embarrassed to deal with at the beginning, although the fusion sword style of the Great Dao Killing Sword and Defending the Sword was extremely powerful, but after all, he was not skilled in his first attempt.

However, with the skillful use of this sword move, Qin Mo's sword momentum gradually became stronger, enough to resist the overwhelming ice weapons.

Gradually, with the thorough mastery of this new sword style, Qin Mo injected ninety percent of the innate sword rays into it, and one after another sword momentum swept into the air, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

At this time, in the ring, the rolling sword light rushed towards the four directions like a torrent, knocking one ice weapon after another into the air.

Huan Ze had a cold smile on his face, and the ice weapons around him continued to condense and shoot towards the front.

In such a fierce battle, the surrounding crowd of spectators all held their breath, their eyes widened one by one, and they did not want to miss any detail.

The crowd present are all strong people above the congenital level, and they all have considerable opinions on martial arts, the so-called insiders watch the doorway, they clearly understand how rare it is to be able to watch this battle.

The two warring parties in the ring are monster-level existences in their respective realms, and their comprehension of their respective martial arts has reached a point where ordinary people can hardly hope for them.

The enlightenment of such a battle for a warrior is immeasurable. If you don't think carefully at this time, you miss any detail, and you will regret it for life.

......

In the distance, a hidden spot on a floating island.

"Uncle, Qin Mo, this kid's comprehension in the [Thousand Illusion Soft Fingers] is almost catching up with Uncle Ben! Fighting the Holy Body, it's really a dog-like physique!" The tall man glared at him, scolding in his mouth.

"You son, you finally know how Lord Benhu feels, right?" Next to him, Yincheng sneered, thinking so much in his heart, but he was silent.

The tall and short man muttered a few words, then frowned, and said in surprise: "Strange! This kid's [Eight Methods of Forging Gods] has been cultivated, and the three bodies have been integrated, why don't you use that thing? If you use that thing, your combat power can at least double. ”

"Hmph! This kid is looking for a breakthrough, putting himself in a desperate situation, stimulating his body, in order to break through the innate realm!" Yincheng squinted his fox eyes, and his eyes danced with wisdom, "This kid is like this, that silver-haired kid is also suppressing his strength and seeking a greater breakthrough! I really can't imagine that so many peerless geniuses have emerged in this generation of the human race......"

......

The other side.

In the rest area of the Dongcheng players, the five young grandmasters who advanced to the quarterfinals were all watching this battle, and the five of them had different expressions.

Among them, the most peaceful is the Pang family's Pang Buyang.

"Young Master, your wine. The housekeeper of the Pang family appeared and brought a pot of wine.

Pang Buyang lifted the lid, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction: "Looking at this battle, it would be a pity if there was no wine to accompany it......"

The housekeeper of the Pang family looked at the stands, showing a shocked look, as the housekeeper of the Pang Mansion, he is also well-informed, and he can see how terrible the strength of the two warring sides in the ring is!

Fortunately, after this battle, no matter who wins between these two, it will be a miserable victory. It will not pose a threat to you. The butler said with a smile.

Hearing this, Pang Buyang frowned slightly, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, the strength of these two people certainly makes me admire." However, it's just appreciation. Ninety percent of the innate sword mang, nine layers of cold ice true intent, can't provoke my fighting intent. Hmmm......"

As he was speaking, Pang Buyang raised his head and looked at the ring, a look of shock appeared on his face.

......

In the ring, sword light crisscrossed and slashed thousands of ice weapons, turning them into inches of ice.

However, the shattered ice edge did not dissipate, but hovered around Huan Ze's side, gradually, forming two ice tornadoes.

Thundered...... , two ice tornadoes as high as 100 feet, hovering wildly, like two roaring ice dragons, wanting to soar in the sky.

The cold air emitted by those two ice tornadoes made the surrounding crowd feel cold even through the ice cage. This kind of cold air is beyond the scope of the innate and strong grandmasters, and people have a feeling that even if they are stained with a trace of this cold, they will be frozen into ice sculptures.

Ten percent of the ice!?

In the crowd, some people had a shuddering guess in their minds.

Huan Ze stared at the two ice tornadoes and muttered, "It's finally done, this is the first time, to complete one of the killing moves of [Xuanbing True Skill] - Ice Dragon Double Spinning Break!"

"Qin Mo, if you can take this blow, this battle will be my loss!"

On the opposite side, Qin Mo stood with his sword in his hand, his robe was torn, and his whole body was covered with small wounds. The wounds were not bleeding and were covered in thin ice.

This appearance can only make people think of four words - the end of the strong crossbow!

However, Qin Mo's expression was still calm, staring at the two ice tornadoes, a trace of excitement and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

"Is it true that it is ten percent cold, this guy has been brewing for so long, and finally broke through the true intention of cold ice to ten percent ......"

After the fierce battle just now, Qin Mo sensed that Huan Ze's icy true intent had reached the peak of ninety percent, and he was only one step away from breaking through and reaching the ten-percent realm.

Huan Ze's previous terrifying offensive was all gathering momentum, in order to hit the barrier of ten percent of the icy true intent.

And Qin Mo was also waiting, he was waiting for Huan Ze to break through, in the face of the more powerful Ice True Intent, stimulate his body, and impact the barrier of the Grandmaster Realm.

"It's okay, I can finally try how much I can improve after activating 'Blood Qi Boiling'!"

Qin Mo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes danced with golden flames, and a monstrous battle intent burst out, with him as the center, surging towards the surroundings.

The true flames and sword rays that were beating around him quickly condensed into a breath of energy, like a golden python circling around his body.

Rumble!

In an instant, Qin Mo's momentum continued to soar, the [Crazy Moon Earth Que Sword] trembled wildly, and in the sword body, a golden pattern loomed.

That is, the owner of the golden sword mark, a sword mark imprinted in the divine sword!