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Whether it was the outer city or the inner city, many of the strong people watching the battle had gloomy faces and were very concerned about this battle.

From the out-of-town battle to the ranked battle, the claw continuously tortured and killed the opponent, and the spirits of the deceased were all in a sealed state. This kind of behavior has aroused the anger of many forces, and many sects in the Western Regions and the Northern Regions have issued wanted orders, once the battle of [Yuelongtai] is over, they will immediately encircle and kill the claws.

It would have been great if Claw had been killed by the Sword of Trickery in this battle.

Of course, for many people, it would not be a bad thing if the sword was killed in this battle.

"The aura of this claw is very weird, quite dangerous!"

In the inner city, Kill Pohai's face was slightly gloomy, his brows furrowed, and his reaction made the hearts of Zuo Xitian and the others hang.

With such a monster-like strength as killing the sea, it is even said that the claw is very dangerous, so wouldn't the battle of the treacherous sword be in big trouble?

"It's really dangerous, but ......" Kill Pohai shook his head, without words, he believed that with Qin Mo's strength, he was enough to deal with this battle.

Outside the ring, on the referee's bench.

Tianteng Sect Mo Lao frowned, his lips squirmed, and he said: "Little sword boy, you have to be careful, the aura of this claw is very strange, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

During the battle in the outer city, Mo Lao was in charge of the battle in the southeast stone city, and then he was responsible for serving as the referee of the qualifying battle. Observing the three battles of "Zhu Claw" in a row, Mo Lao smelled an unusual aura, but he couldn't say it, in short, with his martial saint's intuition, this Zhu Claw was quite dangerous.

Hearing this, Qin Mo couldn't help but be stunned, but he was a little grateful, and there was no trace of his chin.

"Actually, I'm also worried, if I can't meet you in the ranked battle, it will be a little regrettable. Qin Mo's eyes lowered and he spoke lightly.

Standing in the same ring as Zhu Claw, Qin Mo was already convinced that the person who had extremely killing intent towards him when he first entered the outer city was the guy in front of him.

It's just that Qin Mo is very strange, why does Zhu Claw have such a strong killing intent towards him, is there another reason? Or is this person himself a demon with a thirst for killing?

"Hahaha...... Die!"

Boom......

The sky was full of gray energy, and the claws waved their arms, and the pair of sharp claws swirled wildly, and its strength was actually forming an amazing gray cyclone, filled with the roar of ghosts and wolves, and there was a strange power that took the heart's heart.

In an instant, this gray cyclone had already arrived, pouring down from the sky above Qin Mo's head, like a fierce beast, about to completely devour it.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, he felt a strange suction, not only for the physical body, but also for the divine soul.

"Huh, is this the Soul Vortex?" Yincheng's thought suddenly sounded, but there was not much panic.

Bang!

Qin Mo threw a punch, and it was the peerless boxing technique obtained from the [Shantideva], and suddenly, the fist momentum rushed up, like a long rainbow through the sun, rushing straight into the gray air vortex, blasting it alive.

The weather exploded, and the figure of the claw flew out upside down, "Exploded my dementor vortex?" His eyes widened, full of madness, and then with a strange scream, his body swirled in the air, waving his claws and striking again.

Countless claw shadows crossed the sky, and bursts of ghosts and wolves howled one after another, that kind of incomparably strange aura, even the spectators outside the ring could deeply experience and feel a chill to the bone.

Many young powerhouses tensed their bodies, creating an illusion, as if looking at these claw shadows, their souls were about to be torn apart.

"Fist Dingshan River!"

The body did not move, Qin Mo's arms were spread, and punch after punch was smashed, and the majestic fist that crushed the mountains and rivers burst out, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers.

No matter how weird and fierce the claw shadow of the claw was, it was smashed open by this powerful fist, and it was difficult to break through Qin Mo's defense.

This kind of battle made the young strong men who watched the battle feel suffocated, and the body of the "claw" was so fast that many young geniuses could not keep up with the naked eye.

In the face of such an offensive, some young and strong people were like ashes, feeling that if they were replaced by themselves, they would be killed in an instant.

However, the tricky sword actually cracked the attack of the claw with a powerful fist, and the tricky sword was obviously a swordsman, and his fist skills were so clever that it reached the point of shocking the world.

In the eyes of the older generation of strong people, they can see more things, and the reason why the offensive of the claw is not effective is not only that it is suppressed in terms of martial arts, but also that its strange power cannot pose a threat in front of the treacherous sword.

"What a domineering fist! What a mighty qi, is this tricky sword really a swordsman? Why is his fist skill so high?"

There are martial saints who are amazed, and they love talents, and they want to wait for the battle of [Yuelongtai] to pass on their lifelong boxing skills to this young martial artist.

"Roar!"

With a terrible roar, the claw stepped back again, with several fist marks on his chest, his clothes were shattered, and his expression was hideous and frenzied, like a ghost.

"You...... You dare to hurt me, as a swordsman, you don't fight with a sword, what do you mean!?"

The claw roared in the sky, the clothes on the upper body were shattered, the chest was bare, and the fist prints slowly disappeared.

On the other side, Qin Mo frowned slightly, his fist was infused with seventy percent true flames, but he only let Zhu Claw suffer skin injuries. Moreover, the self-healing power of his body was so strong, and he recovered so quickly, his self-healing power was comparable to his battle holy body.

"Strange! The punch just now doesn't feel like hitting a living person......

As soon as his body moved, Qin Mo stepped forward and continued to swing his fists to fight, this round of boxing was not only majestic and domineering, but also doubled.

As the fist unfolded, a circle of vortices formed around it, like wind and clouds converging, creating a terrifying whirlwind.

This fist was like a hurricane converging, and the center of the hurricane was Qin Mo's fist, attracting and pulling everything around him, towards his fist.

Such a punch is to force the opponent to hit hard!

Suddenly, all the spectators changed color, not only because of Qin Mo's domineering fists, but also because of the pair of sharp claws that were clawed.

Click, click, click......

The pair of sharp claws disintegrated, turning into two whip-shaped long blades, circling and winding, like snakes towards Qin Mo's fists.

And the claw kept retreating, waving two long blades, constantly fighting with Qin Mo. He was extremely treacherous and extremely shrewd, and after the collision just now, he knew that if he fought Qin Mo in close quarters, he would only lose himself.

In the face of such a rigid fist, it is the best policy to distance yourself and overcome rigidity with softness.

Dingdingding......

A series of shuddering collision sounds, Qin Mo's fist light, covered with a layer of true flames, collided with the pair of whip-shaped long blades, and constantly burst out pieces of broken blades.

However, the fragmented blades swirled and soon became one with the long blades again, intact.

For a while, in mid-air, the two long blades swung faster and faster, enveloping the entire ring, and Qin Mo's figure was gradually annihilated, and he could no longer be seen.

"It's ......"

"Natal Divine Soldier!?"

Many of the great masters who watched the battle changed color in unison, and saw the terrifying thing about this pair of weapons, which was actually the natal divine weapon tempered by the warrior.

How is it possible for a strong person in the adversity realm to refine a natal divine weapon?

The faces of countless strong people changed suddenly, unbelievable, in the history of martial arts, the tempering of natal divine weapons must start at least from the middle of the Heavenly Realm, and generally speaking, it is from the late stage of the Heavenly Realm that martial artists will try to refine their natal divine weapons.

Because the cultivation of the natal divine weapon not only takes an extremely long time, but also has all kinds of dangers, the slightest carelessness may cause the previous achievements to be wasted, and eventually damage the foundation of the martial arts, resulting in the stagnation of the realm.

For a young genius, at the Heavenly Realm level, he will not choose to refine the Natal Divine Weapon, but will continue to cultivate, improve his cultivation, and when the realm enters slowly in the future, he will consider the sacrifice of the Natal Divine Weapon.

For example, if the commander of Xiling, Yi Wumad, had not considered the safety of Xicheng, he would not have chosen to stagnate in the Heavenly Realm for a hundred years, and instead sacrificed his natal divine soldiers.

Now, there is a Natal Divine Weapon, which appears on a young powerhouse at the peak of the Adverse Destiny Realm, and it still looks like a complete Natal Divine Weapon, how can people believe this fact?

However, no matter how shocking the world is, Zhu Claw has a natal divine weapon in his hand, and can use it freely, and his combat power is far beyond the level of adversity.

"Oops! Brother Trickery is in danger!"

Zuo Xitian and the others changed color, exclaimed in surprise, and shouted in unison, asking Qin Mo not to hold on, and simply abstained and admitted defeat. However, no matter how loud their voices were, it was difficult to penetrate the barrier of the ring and reach Qin Mo's ears.

In the inner city, Yang Lin's eyes were full of smiles, he glanced at the Princess of the Heavenly Snake not far away, and said with a smile: "Is this the man you fancie? If you are not acting, you really secretly promise that after this battle, you will end up for him." ”

Hearing this, Princess Heavenly Snake's beautiful eyes drooped, and the satin black covered her eyes, and said softly: "This battle is not over yet, isn't it too early to draw conclusions?"

Yang Lin smiled coldly and stopped talking.

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