Boom Boom Boom ......

The palm momentum was in the air, frantically absorbing the qi of the surrounding leylines, constantly expanding, and in an instant, a sawtooth palm print with a diameter of 100 zhang was formed, which rotated violently and attacked towards Qin Mo.

"[Great Dragon Panzhang]!?"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd changed color, and immediately recognized it, swishing...... , the figure moved, and a large area was vacant.

"Boy, take my palm!"

Meng Kun's palm cover pressed down, but he deliberately controlled the power, making the speed of the sawtooth palm print **** very slow, but this palm technique is very peculiar and terrifying, the more it rotates, the more it continues to absorb the power of the leylines, and it continues to expand, as if it can expand infinitely, until it envelops a piece of heaven and earth.

In the face of such a terrifying palm momentum, the average innate powerhouse did not dare to take it hard at all, so he could only retreat and avoid the edge for the time being. This is also Meng Kun's intention, to force Qin Mo to flee in panic in one palm, so that this boy with a frog at the bottom of the well knows how high the sky is and how thick it is.

"It's really one of the peerless masters of the Dragon Helm Pavilion [Great Dragon Panzhang], I can't imagine that Meng Kun will practice this amazing palm technique to such a realm!" someone whispered, very shocked.

Many strong people in the crowd shook their heads secretly, they knew some of the details of the [Great Dragon Panzhang], to deal with this kind of palm momentum, they must respond at the first time, otherwise, this kind of palm momentum will frantically absorb the power of the leylines, and it will become more and more terrifying.

Now, under Meng Kun's deliberate control, the five breaths have passed, and if Qin Mo is hard connected, he will be seriously injured at least and killed at worst.

Airplanes!

At this time, Duan Han on the other side also made a move, his arm shook, the silver scimitar came out of the sheath, and a knife light suddenly appeared, and the sword was like a tornado, straight through the sky, forming a silver mangley tornado, slashing towards Emperor Yanzong.

This kind of sword momentum is incomparable, and it is very different from the sword king of Falling Moon Peak, full of terrifying domineering.

All around, the faces of some sword geniuses twitched, Duan Han's sword, swaying freehand, fused the innate sword and sword skills almost perfectly, such a sword path attainment, has surpassed them.

Looking at the battle that broke out in two places at the same time, some of the sect seniors present secretly shook their heads and couldn't help sighing, it seems that the two geniuses that the Thousand Yuan Sect had cultivated with great difficulty were likely to fold here today.

On the other side, Elder Lin of the Dragon Steering Pavilion sneered, staring at the Gu Peak Lord and the others, and locked them with a terrifying aura, making it difficult for the Gu Peak Lord and the others to rescue.

Bang!

At this time, this type of [big dragon pan palm] is completely formed, the diameter of the palm is thousands of zhang, covering the clouds and the sun, in the palm of the hand, you can see the image of a dragon boat, as if sailing in the huge waves, to knock all tangible things into it.

Facing this palm, Qin Mo stood in place, very calm, and even had some small expectations in his heart.

"This is the first time I have faced a genius of the same level with first-class super qualifications in the true sense, just to verify my current strength!"

As soon as his mind moved, Qin Mo's index finger and middle finger were brought together, and his fingers gathered into a sword, the golden true flame in his body surged wildly, and the power of the sword soul in his heart swelled, and then he waved his arm and struck out with the [Great Dao Killing Sword].

With a bang, the space shook, and countless people saw that when Qin Mo's arm swung out, a transparent sword light gushed out, and it was only more than three zhang long at first, compared to that huge palm, it was basically the difference between an ant and an elephant.

However, in the next moment, the transparent sword surged wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred zhang long, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached a thousand zhang.

A thousand sword rays crossed the sky!

In mid-air, I saw a huge sword light levitating, very transparent, and the sword shape was very simple, but it was an infinite sword intent, which oppressed the crowd and breathless.

Then, the sword slashed down, slashing at the big dragon's palm, like cutting tofu, cutting the huge palm momentum, the sword momentum did not stop at all, and it fell straight down.

"What!?"

Meng Kun was shocked, looking at the sword like a mountain, straight down, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and it was difficult to maintain his composure, because he felt a sense of near-death danger.

With a loud roar, Meng Kun used the [Great Dragon Panpalm] to the extreme, and slapped ten palms one after another, wanting to blast this sword light away.

However, everything was in vain, this sword of [Great Dao Killing Sword] was too condensed to be shaken at all, and it fell straight down.

The next moment, there was a loud noise on the ground of the gray vine, and this sword slashed to the ground, not slashing the ground of the wooden vine, but the sword intent shattered, forming a hurricane-like momentum, sweeping in all directions.

Burst......

Blood spurted wildly from Meng Kun's mouth, and he flew out upside down, and in the moment just now, he still retreated, dodging the terrifying edge of this sword, but he was still swept away by the sword intent.

Bang...... , Meng Kun fell from mid-air, and suddenly became a rolling gourd, churning on the ground for hundreds of meters before he stopped his body and passed out.

"Can't catch a sword?" Qin Mo's eyes widened, looking extremely surprised.

Looking at the young man's stunned expression, while the crowd present was shocked, they also felt very speechless, and they all thought that Qin Mo deliberately showed such an expression, just to squeeze Meng Kun's disrespectful words just now.

In fact, Qin Mo was really surprised, because he had estimated Meng Kun's strength, the latter was more than a little better than him in terms of cultivation, and since he was an immortal genius of the Dragon Steering Pavilion, he must have cultivated the sect's Zhenzong Peerless Sect.

If he was to fight with it, Qin Mo would do his best to meet the battle with the [Dayi Zhou Heavenly Sword], and he would need more than 100 moves to really distinguish the winner from the loser.

But he didn't expect that with a sword, he broke the [Great Dragon Disc Palm] and defeated Meng Kun.

"Hmph, stinky boy, what are you surprised about, it's normal. Yincheng's mind sounded, and the fox obviously knew why.

Qin Mo's heart moved, and he was about to ask, but he heard a bang, and on the other side, the battle between Emperor Yanzong and Duan Han had already been decided.

Not far away, the fine qi was scattered, and Emperor Yanzong's palm was vertical, forming a huge handprint, as if swatting a fly, smashing the Silver Moon Knife to pieces.

At the same time, this majestic and unrestrained big handprint, in the process of falling down, rubbed Duan Han, causing the latter's wrist holding the knife to bleed, staggering back, extremely embarrassed.

The battle between the two, from the beginning to the end, was actually only a three-in-one, and Duan Han's sword momentum couldn't stop such a mighty and incomparable handprint at all, and he was directly pushed and slapped away.

For a while, the crowd in the corridor of Fujishima fell into a brief silence, and then there was a commotion, and soft discussions came and went.

All the people present are geniuses from various forces, senior masters, and they are very self-contained and will not shout, but the shocked expressions on their faces are difficult to hide and overflowing.

Dragon Helm Pavilion Meng Kun and Falling Moon Peak Duan Han were all completely defeated within three moves?

You must know that among the young geniuses who participated in the "Smoke and Rain Killing Realm" this time, Meng Kun and Duan Han's cultivation is not high, but the age of these two teenagers is young enough!

Meng Kun has just turned 16 years old, cultivation is the peak of the congenital fifth stage, Duan Han is 17 years old, cultivation is the innate seventh stage, according to rumors, the two of them just entered the first strength leap period of the martial artist a year ago, and within a year, the cultivation will jump to the third stage, and the future martial arts journey is extremely bright.

Many people speculated that in another two years, Meng Kun and Duan Han might break through the barrier of the innate peak, and once they succeeded, they would immediately refresh the Earth Vein Heavenly Tower and rank among the monster-level geniuses.

Therefore, even if the cultivation of the two of them is not very profound, no one dares to despise them, these are two hidden dragons, as long as they are given a few years, they may soar into the sky.

However, now the two hidden dragons were defeated like this, and they didn't even survive three moves.

"Senior Brother Yanzong's palm is also so powerful, I always thought that you were good at boxing skills. Qin Mo looked at the bald boy and said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Mo, you're here to squeeze me again. I thought I would see the edge of your newly-forged sword. Di Yanzong smiled faintly.

Hearing this, the hearts of the crowd present were shocked again, that is, these two disciples of the Three Thousand Sects outside the city did not use their true strength at all.

"You two little cubs, you dare to indiscriminately hurt people on Fuji Island, the old man will teach you a good lesson for your teacher!" Elder Lin's face turned pale, and he roared, and the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and a terrifying field spread, attacking Qin Mo and the others.

Seeing this, the lungs of the Gu Feng Lord and the others not far away were all angry, the old puppet of the Dragon Steering Pavilion was really shameless, his juniors were invincible, so he wanted to take matters into his own hands and bully the small with the big, which was shameless.

At this moment, on a gray vine pavilion in the distance, there was a cold laughter, and the sound wave vibrate, bombarding the field that Elder Lin had unfolded, like a sword piercing the leather, and suddenly, the power of this field disappeared, and the surroundings returned to normal.

"You Dragon Helm Pavilion are so majestic! In the Fujishima corridor, you want to wantonly seriously injure a member of my Xiling Guard, is there no one in my guard camp?"