"Huh!?"

On the high platform, Huo Ran, a core elder of Falling Moon Peak, stood up, looked at Qin Mo's figure in the distance, and his eyes danced with fiery killing intent: "Qin Mo, if you dare to kill the core disciples of our sect in public, Falling Moon Peak will never let you go!"

After speaking, the core elder brushed his sleeves away, and stopped watching the rest of the competition, leading the people of the Falling Moon Peak Gate to leave quickly.

Looking at the backs of everyone in Luoyue Peak, Huo Lin of the Eastern Division Mansion squinted, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

The departure of the powerhouses of Falling Moon Peak did not affect the mood of the floating island crowd, and countless people were still immersed in the battle just now.

In fact, the next battle has nothing to do with Falling Moon Peak, and the top genius under the door is killed in public, and if he continues to stay, he will only become the laughing stock of the crowd.

At this time, around Qin Mo, the Gu Feng Lord and others had already hugged each other, and everyone was surprised. They couldn't imagine that Qin Mo's combat power was so terrifying.

"Young Master, I know you will definitely win!" Qin Yunjiang said, with incomparable confidence in the eyes of the thick-eyebrow young man.

"Good girl, Brother Mo, your sword is so cool! It almost scared me to pee, what kind of sword skill is it, I haven't seen you perform it before!" Dong Dong shouted excitedly, put his arm around Qin Mo's shoulder, and announced to everyone around him that Qin Mo was his friend.

Gu Feng Lord and the other sect elders were all full of smiles, and they patted Qin Mo on the shoulder, but they didn't say anything.

In this Eagle Falcon Wing Trial, from the innate group to the Grandmaster group, Qin Mo's performance was already too amazing, far exceeding the expectations of the elders of the Thousand Yuan Sect.

At this moment, Gu Feng Lord and the others had nothing to say, any words of encouragement, any words of praise, were unnecessary.

On a high platform.

Jian Lao exhaled, as if he had drunk a glass of wine, leaned back comfortably on the chair, and then his face sank, and he glared at Xu Baiyuan fiercely.

"Sword Elder I, I was wrong, I was wrong, can't I succeed? When the Eagle Falcon Wing Test is over, I will ask Xiao Mo to take the blame and let him be your disciple. Xu Baiyuan cried with a sad face and apologized repeatedly.

Jian Lao still had a calm face and was silent.

"Sword Elder Brother, what is going on with Brother Mo's sword momentum just now? The old slave was clumsy and didn't see the depth. ”

Behind him, the old man in the gray robe spoke up and helped Xu Baiyuan out of the siege in time, allowing the latter to take a breath.

"That kind of sword momentum, in fact, there is nothing ......" Jian Lao smiled, he said nothing, in fact, the meaning of his words is indeed very something.

"Before this kid, in the battle with that iron rock in Dongcheng, the finger technique he used was a sword movement method, which could make the power of the sword surge. The sword just now, to put it bluntly, is to use this finger technique to urge ninety percent of the innate sword rays, and then inject the true flame of the whole body to break through the opponent's defense and kill the enemy with one blow. ”

"The kid who made the knife is certainly far superior to Qin Mo in cultivation, but in the realm of innate swords, he is indeed inferior to Qin Mo. Therefore, once the defense is broken, ninety percent of the innate sword rays enter the body, and the true flame burns the internal organs, and it dies into ashes. ”

When Jian Lao said this, he sighed and muttered, "This kind of technique is not ......."

Xu Baiyuan and the gray-robed old man couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this kind of skill is really nothing, but how many people can do it?

The other is in the attic of the floating island.

The black-robed woman's pair of jade hands were placed flat in front of the bookcase, and her fingers moved, but she finally did not lift the pen, and added a new name to the white jade book.

Next to him, Dongshenghai saw this scene, his face turned pale, he couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly covered his mouth, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Damn Xiaomo, I caused my brother to vomit blood!"

The corners of Dongshenghai's mouth were bleeding, he shouted vaguely, and he had no choice but to lift the pen, and on the "Strange List", he crossed out Qin Mo's name, turned to the first few pages, and added Qin Mo's name again.

"Damn boy, in the next battle, if you don't use all your strength, brother, I'm not done with you. "Dong Shenghai was furious, it was the first time that he had vomited blood for one person so many times.

On the other side, Mr. Leng shook his head with a smile, looking at Qin Mo who was surrounded by a group of people from a distance, his face showed deep thought. More than a year ago, he didn't expect that such an amazing and brilliant character would appear in a small burning town.

"After the Eagle Falcon tries out its wings, you have to have a good friendship with Brother Mo!" the corners of Mr. Leng's mouth curled up, revealing a beautiful smile that made women jealous.

......

After the first battle between Qin Mo and Lu Hanyang, the next competition in the top 16 showed a strange phenomenon.

It seems that under the impact of Qin Mo's battle, the remaining players have exploded with amazing combat power, constantly refreshing the cognition of the crowd.

Donglie Battle City, Tieyan, against Xiling, Sealed Halberd.

In this battle, Tie Yan showed a terrifying fist, three punches in a row, each punch was like a rock dragon coming to the world, directly blasting the halberd away, and the victory was extremely crisp.

Such a fiasco hit the Halberd deeply, and after this battle, it left the floating island and disappeared.

In the next battle, Donglie Zhancheng Ink Thorn will face Xiling Meng Yiquan.

This battle, originally countless people thought that it should be a dragon fight. Because, both of them advanced to the top 16 with a complete winning record, and they have extremely terrifying strength.

This time, the strongest dark horse in the Grandmaster Group, Ink Thorn, the future boxer Meng Yiquan of Xiling Battle City, this battle has made countless people look forward to it.

However, at the beginning of the battle, it was one-sided, and the ink thorn showed monster-like combat power, and it was actually within ten moves, and it blasted Meng Yi's punch.

In another battle after that, Sheng Lengfeng of the Eastern Division Mansion faced Qingzhu, a young man in green shirts.

In this battle, the crowd of spectators did not dare to speculate, worried that Qingzhu, like Qin Mo, was another innate monster killed by the innate group.

In fact, this battle was indeed tragic, and Qingzhu relied on a green bamboo pole to burst out of the strength of the late stage of the grandmaster, and it was inseparable from Sheng Lengfeng.

However, in the end, Qingzhu was unable to continue due to insufficient cultivation, and his whole body was covered with wounds, and he was defeated.

......

The result of the battle between Sheng Lengfeng and Qingzhu made the warriors in Xicheng very frustrated, because until this battle, only Jian Yueji and Qin Mo had reached the top eight.

Meng Yiquan, who was favored before, was also defeated.

If there were six Dongcheng Young Grandmasters in the quarterfinals, Jian Yueji and Qin Mo's situation would be too bad.

Many people muttered in their hearts, if in the quarterfinals, it is not good to be grouped, and Jian and Qin are in a group, which is a scene that no Xicheng martial artist wants to see.

"Huan Ze, you kid have to work hard!

"That's right! Huan Ze, even if you can't win, you have to hurt Deng Jiefeng, and the hope of our Xicheng is pinned on you. ”

For a while, the surrounding Xicheng warriors cheered up Huan Ze, hoping that the silver-haired youth could win. Even if he can't win, he must injure Deng Jiefeng and relieve the pressure on Jian Yueji and Qin Mo in the quarterfinals.

In the ring.

Deng Jiefeng's face was gloomy, and he listened to these high-pitched cheers.

"Hurt me, beat me, you people are naïve. Deng Xie Feng sneered, "Every time the Eagle Falcon tries its wings, the Deng family has always been one of the top four, and this time will be no exception." ”

Thinking like this, Deng Xie Feng lowered his head and looked at a mysterious mark in his palm.

This mysterious mark is a terrifying powerhouse allied with the Deng family, and the power imprint that penetrates into his body can exert unimaginable power, which is enough to double his combat power.

Clenching his palms, Deng Jiefeng's heart was settled, and he secretly sneered: "Look at it, how terrible it is for my real combat power to explode! The battle of the top 16 is the battle for my Deng Jiefeng's rise!"

Looking up, watching the silver-haired young man Huan Ze come on stage, and slowly walked to the other side of the ring, Deng Jiefeng laughed fiercely: "It's really grinding and chirping, like a girl! Hey, dead face fish belly, hurry up and start the competition, let me end the fight immediately." ”

"End the fight immediately!?"

On the other side, the silver-haired young man Huan Ze laughed, like the cold of ice and snow, and where he stood, a layer of frost had quietly formed.

"That's a good proposal......

As he spoke, Huan Ze raised a hand and swung it out violently, and in an instant, an ice storm swept out, like a torrent of ice, sweeping the entire ring.

Around the ring, the crowd that was a little closer immediately covered their hair and eyebrows with a layer of white frost.

Thundered...... , The storm came and went quickly, and when it stopped, the whole ring was already covered in silver makeup, and an ice sculpture stood in the center of the ring, which was Deng Jiefeng.