Knowing the power of the sword soul, the sword soul began to gradually condense, so that Qin Mo's previous sword seat phantom had completely turned into substance, and transformed into substantial lethality, fusing with Qin Mo's own sword qi, making its lethality skyrocket. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

Bang......

The sword intent in the sky exploded, Qin Mo's sword blade spread, the sword momentum was condensed, and a overwhelming pressure was frantically condensed.

【Jianyue Zhenhai】!

The sword that soared like a giant mountain slashed straight down, pulling out a whistling tail flame in the sky, the pressure of this sword was so great that it was out of the realm of heaven and approached the realm of kings.

"What kind of sword skill is this, what kind of sword intent?!" the thin old man was furious, feeling a great crisis.

A Heavenly Realm powerhouse will cause oppressive force to a martial arts king, if it was before, the thin old man would not believe it at all. Even if the opponent is a peerless genius, the gap in cultivation is there, the barrier between the Heaven Realm and the King Realm is insurmountable, and the thin old man does not believe that he will be subject to a Heaven Realm powerhouse at all.

But now, when the sword weighed more than 10,000 pounds was pressed, the thin old man actually had an irresistible palpitation, and his fighting instinct told him that this sword might be difficult to resist.

"Hmph! Death to the old man!"

However, the thin old man still chose to fight hard, he was careless for a while, and two fingers were cut off, which was a great shame. If you retreat now, after returning to the capital of Emperor Zhen, you will become the laughing stock of Emperor Luan.

With a roar, the thin old man waved his palm, this time, he was extremely careful, and he also used twelve percent of his strength, and Wusen's palm turned into a curtain and rolled towards this heavy sword light.

"Let's try it. ”

The True Flame in Qin Mo's body was running wildly, fusing with his own sword qi, urging the sword momentum of [Jianyue Zhenhai] to the extreme. In terms of his own cultivation, Qin Mo asked himself that even if he had a Fighting Holy Body, it would be impossible for him to cross the gap of so many stages and challenge a peerless powerhouse in the early stage of the King Realm.

However, at this moment, Qin Mo was condescending, and he was pressed down with the heavy sword momentum of [Jianyue Zhenhai].

With the collision just now, he had already tried out, although the cultivation of this thin old man was in the realm of kings, but the martial arts of cultivation and the mastery of the mysteries of martial arts were quite far behind him.

The so-called high combat power, cultivation is of course a vital part, but martial arts, martial arts, and combat instincts are also indispensable.

Bang!

In an instant, this sword was pressed down, smashed down like a giant mountain, and bombarded the palm curtain of Wusen's sky, bursting out a circle of shockwaves like waves, spreading wildly towards all sides, blocked by the surrounding spatial barriers.

At this time, under the impact of the aftermath of the circle, the surrounding crowd of spectators could clearly see the outline of this spatial barrier.

At the same time, countless people exclaimed, many of them screamed, and the situation on the battlefield did not deteriorate, and even surprised people. Again, it's just as impressive.

Many people widened their eyes, their eyes followed the sword-wielding figure of the young man, and they all had a big doubt, is this young man really Qin Mo?

More than two years ago, this young man confronted the genius of a huge sect in the Northern Regions, and it was clear that it was the peak of the realm. Even so, at that time, Qin Mo was already a young generation who was proud of the entire Xicheng and even the Zhentian Kingdom with the cultivation degree of a god.

However, at this moment, the cultivation shown by this young man is already the second stage of the Heavenly Realm, and the combat power that has exploded is actually able to fight with the king of martial arts!

"Qin Mo. Is it really him?"

"Is it really the boy who went on an adventure in the reef with us?"

"It's really him, I have worked with Mo Shao against several bully sects on the other side of the reef sea, and I will never admit my mistake. ”

In the crowd watching the battle around, many young powerhouses exclaimed, shocked inexplicably, of course they remembered Qin Mo, when they were adventuring together in the reef sea, this young man was already comparable to the supreme genius of Xiling Battle City, and he had the heroic appearance of standing out from the crowd.

It's just that in just a few years, this teenager has not yet gotten rid of the age of a weak crown and has not really entered the youth, and has reached such a height.

Cultivating to the Heavenly Realm, the King of Sword Fighting!?

This kind of battle, for the young generation of geniuses in Xicheng, they can't even imagine how to have such cultivation and combat power at such an age.

Bang!

Usen's palm curtain was smashed open, and a loud rumbling thunder was heard, a sound that not only shocked the thin old man, but also suffocated countless spectators.

Airplanes!

A clear sword roar sounded, and at the moment when the curtain was dispersed, the sword light suddenly rose, incredibly fast, like a thunderbolt, slashing straight at the head of the thin old man.

[Huang Jian Strike]!?

In mid-air, Qin Mo lost his trace, only to see one after another footprints of light appear, and with each step, the space shook, and the ripples of light spread in circles.

Such a trajectory is the trajectory of the sword of the [Brilliant Sword Strike], which is clearly visible, but whether it is the thin old man or the crowd watching the battle from a distance, there is a sense of unavoidable fear.

It was as if this sword had fallen, and there was only one way to do it, and there was no room to dodge at all.

"Oops!" the thin old man roared, a hint of panic in his voice.

At this moment, how could he not understand that he had met a peerless swordsman who had cultivated to the Heavenly Realm!

Swordsman, a swordsman who has reached the Heavenly Realm, is himself the most feared type of martial artist among the Heavenly Realm powerhouses.

The sharpness of the sword intent of the Heavenly Swordsman gives it unparalleled attack power, and fighting with such a swordsman requires extreme care, and if he is not careful, he may be stabbed by a sword and die of hatred.

Therefore, in the duel between the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm, if they encounter a swordsman, they will be very careful, even if their cultivation is higher than that of their opponents, they must not be careless, otherwise, if they are cut through the True Flame Shield, they may be fatally injured, thus completely reversing the tide of battle.

However, this thin old man didn't take it to heart at first, the Heavenly Realm swordsman was terrifying, and his cultivation was definitely a real king realm. A cultivation level higher than a whole realm, the True Flame Shield condensed with this is enough to resist the slash of any Heavenly Realm swordsman.

However, the skinny old man overlooked one thing, one thing that countless people would ignore.

That is, at the level of the Heavenly Realm, the power of the sword soul is condensed, and the comprehension of the way of the sword has reached an incomparably profound level.

Such a Heavenly Realm swordsman, his sword strength is so strong that he can definitely threaten the defense of the King Realm powerhouse, and even inflict fatal injuries.

Such a swordsman, at the level of the Heavenly Realm, is enough to be called a sword hero!

And the swordsman in front of him is still a teenager, a teenager who seems to have not yet stepped past the age of a weak crown.

Young Jianhao!?

All peerless powerhouses above the Heavenly Realm know very well what such a title represents, representing a kind of glory, and also representing an unparalleled talent, as well as what terrifying potential it has to reach the realm of a sword hero at the age of a teenager.

"Qin Mo, you are Qin Mo......"

At this time, the thin old man finally remembered that the appearance of this young man was very familiar. Before coming to Xiling Battle City, Emperor Luan had issued a kill order, no matter what, to kill this young man, to see people alive, and to see corpses when he died.

Emperor Luan's edict, if anyone brings Qin Mo's head to see him, after the ten major battle cities are incorporated, he can have the territory of a war city.

Such a reward, sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, no matter who will be moved.

Now, this young man Qin Mo was in front of him, but the thin old man had no intention of killing him and receiving the reward. Because, the thin old man himself is already difficult to protect.

Airplanes!

A brilliant sword appeared, just where the thin old man was close at hand, Qin Mo's figure burst out of the void, this scene made people's scalps explode, such a sword momentum, such a body technique, it was simply invisible, how to resist.

Bang......

The thin old man pushed flat with both palms, maintaining a posture of attacking. In his chest, however, there was a sword hole the thickness of a thumb, piercing through the upper part of the left rib and piercing through the right side of his back.

The next moment, Qin Mo's figure flashed again, and when he reappeared, he was already a thousand feet away behind the thin old man.

In mid-air, the footprints of light appeared, clearly imprinting the trajectory of this sword, so clear, but it was irresistible.

Crash!

Blood flowers shot out from the two sword holes, splashing wildly, and blood spilled into the sky, which contained the color of Wusen, which was a symbol of the true flame refining into the blood, the king realm powerhouse.

"Ah......h

A miserable scream sounded, and the thin old man covered the sky and fled, but he only swept a thousand zhang away, and he felt a terrible sword intent explode in his body, frantically crushing the meridians and internal organs in his body.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the thin old man's body fell straight down, splitting apart in mid-air, turning into pieces of flesh and blood scattered down.

A martial arts king, Fall!

This scene, like a nightmare in a dream late at night, made the necks of countless spectators cold, and the fact that Qin Mo of the Thousand Yuan Sect killed a martial arts king made many people unbearable, and they felt that their hearts were about to explode.

Is the sky of Xiling Battle City going to change?

A young swordsman, descending on the West City?

(End of chapter)