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The door opened, and a beautiful woman stood up, her apricot eyebrows stood up, her eyes stared at Qin Mo, and she scolded repeatedly.

This is a woman in her early twenties, and her face is extremely beautiful, but the evil aura on her face destroys that beauty. At this time, the corners of her eyebrows stood up, like a pair of lancets raised, with a murderous aura on her face.

This is the fourth disciple of the six disciples of the Demon Jiao City Lord, called Feng Lin Yin, and he is the best among the younger generation of the Demon Jiao City. At first glance, her name has a sense of elegance, but Feng Lin Yin is extremely famous in Demon Jiao City, and has abolished the lower bodies of hundreds of men.

It is said that in terms of combat power, Feng Lin Yin is even higher than the Blood Sword Ji, but this time she was in retreat and practiced a peerless martial art in the [Life and Death] battle, and did not participate.

When he came here yesterday, Qin Mo felt Feng Linyin's deep hostility, and he didn't expect her to suddenly break in.

Feeling this woman's cold killing intent, Qin Mo's face turned cold, if he was really in the mood just now, wouldn't he have been disturbed by this woman. If you are another martial artist, you may be distraught and suffer some minor injuries.

"Gather at noon, there is still an hour, you come to disturb my cultivation. What do you mean?" Qin Mo said indifferently.

Feng Linyin's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he sneered: "Cultivation? Your victory in the [Life and Death Pass] is all obtained by killing and breaking through the sea, and your real strength is not more than Er'er." Now the master has summoned you and wants to reward you with a [Demon Jiao Pill], such a **** luck is smashed on the head, and you are not as fast as a dog. What else do you say about cultivation, what do you pretend?"

Between the words, the killing intent in Feng Lin Yin's eyes disappeared sharply, replaced by an incomparably cold light, and the temperature of the entire room dropped steeply to freezing, as if surrounded by countless transparent knives, the blades were aimed at the vital points of Qin Mo's whole body, ready to attack.

This kind of terrifying danger is enough to make the strong person in the adversity realm lose his movement immediately, and it is difficult to resist. This is a kind of field power, Feng Lin Yin has actually condensed a nearly complete field, and it is indeed above the Blood Sword Ji.

Obviously, this woman already had a murderous intention in her heart, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Qin Mo here.

This is the land of chaos, there are no rules to speak of, and no place is completely safe. Qin Mo believed that if he died here now, the Demon Jiao City Lord would never be held accountable.

Airplanes!

A sharp sword qi burst out on Qin Mo's body, it was also the same formless, but there was only one, but it was as soft as a breeze, if there was nothing, like a soft light in the spring breeze.

This sword qi was the [Wind Sword Passing Away] that Qin Mo used with the power of the sword soul when he faced off against the Ghost Mountain. After that battle, Qin Mo has sent and received the mystery of this sword style from his heart, and has truly reached the point where the wind is like passing water, and there is no trace of comings and goings.

This sword is as soft as spring water, without a trace of killing intent.

At this point, Qin Mo realized that his [Wind Sword is Gone] had undergone a transformation, and he had truly reached the highest level of this style of sword technique.

Invisible sword momentum - done!

Feng Linyin, who was standing at the door of the room, instantly changed color, and she felt that in the knife field she had arranged, a crack was broken in an instant, and an extremely terrifying force shot out, but she couldn't catch the trajectory of this force.

"It's ...... , the sword is invisible?!"

At this moment, Feng Linyin's heart trembled, although she couldn't catch the trajectory of the sword momentum, she knew the terrifying nature of this sword momentum.

In the same rank, it is too difficult to converge the sword momentum without a trace, so that the opponent of the same level cannot detect it. Unless the comprehension of the sword momentum far exceeds that of the opponent, this step can be achieved.

However, Feng Lin Yin is a peerless genius, and she can be called the strongest existence in the adversity realm, and it is so difficult to comprehend the sword power far beyond her.

However, the young swordsman in front of him had undoubtedly reached this step, and the invisible force was getting closer and closer, making Feng Lin Yin feel like falling into an ice cave, and his delicate body couldn't even move.

In a short moment, the situation between the two people who stood and sat was completely reversed, Qin Mo, who was originally in the field of knife momentum, and if he was in a desperate situation, he suddenly became a hunter holding a hunting knife, and Feng Linyin became a prey to be slaughtered.

Airplanes!

A sword groan sounded, but it came from nowhere, Feng Linyin only felt a chill on her neck, a wound of a grain of rice appeared on her snow-white skin, and a trace of blood flowed out, along her neck, delicate collarbone, all the way to her chest, along the depression between her towering ****, seeping into the abdomen, and a vague, scarlet trace appeared on her clothes.

At this time, Feng Linyin was almost suffocated, and she felt a sharp thin sword against her throat at the neck, slowly piercing, already reaching her throat, as long as she advanced one more point, it would pierce her throat.

"Rao...... Fate......" Feng Linyin begged for mercy weakly, she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that the excessive vibration of her throat would be pierced by the extremely sharp thin sword.

At the moment when she begged for mercy, the thin sword against her throat swished away, and an extreme tiredness struck, Feng Linyin only felt that her feet were weak, and she immediately collapsed to the ground, soaked in fragrant sweat, and there was a large wet stain on her dress, and I don't know what flowed out.

With a flick of Qin Mo's fingers, the sword momentum shattered, turning into countless fine sword rays, stabbing the sword momentum field into a thousand holes.

Glancing at Feng Linyin's ugly state, Qin Mo frowned slightly, stood up, and said lightly: "If the [Life and Death Pass] is the [Life and Death Pass], Brother Pohai does not join, and the disciples of the Demon Jiao City Lord, I don't know how many of them can get out of the [Life and Death Pass] intact." ”

With that, Qin Mo walked out and didn't look at Feng Linyin again.

I don't know how many people can get out of the [Life and Death Pass] intact?......

What does he mean, with the strength of the senior brother, is he not his opponent?

In Feng Linyin's mind, the big disciple of the Demon Jiao City Lord was an invincible existence among the younger generation. The only one who can compete with it is probably the [Ten Thousand Demon Palace] Killing the Sea, as for the final victory battle of the [Life and Death Pass], it is not that the senior brother is invincible to the Breaking Sea, but that he has a life-and-death battle with the murderous genius of the Tiger Clan at that time, which is not worth it.

The Great Disciple of the Demon Jiao City Lord has always been ambitious, and since he was young, his vision was not in the Demon Jiao Wasteland, but in a large domain, or even the entire Ancient Continent. In his opinion, it is not worth losing both in the [Life and Death Pass] and killing the sea.

Feng Lin Yin also agreed with the senior brother's point of view, the battle of [Life and Death] is just a pedal, and only when you make a splash on the [Yuelong Terrace] and become the leader of a large domain is the time to truly bloom.

As for the [Demon Jiao Pill], although it is precious, however, the Demon Jiao City Lord's eldest disciple will receive a reward from his master every two years, which is not enough to make him desperate.

Feng Lin Yin believed that Senior Brother's ambition would definitely be realized, and he would surpass the Demon Jiao City Lord and become the number one powerhouse in the Demon Jiao Wasteland in the future.

But now, feeling Qin Mo's invisible and terrifying sword intent, Feng Linyin's confidence was shaken. In the battle of [Yuelongtai], if the senior brother is against this tricky sword and the sea of killing, is there really any certainty of victory?

With such terrifying sword skills, the treacherous sword is almost invincible in the same level. Even if you face the sea, you may not be defeated.

......

Regarding Feng Linyin's trembling thoughts, Qin Mo didn't bother to pay attention to it, for such a woman, he was merciful if he didn't kill him.

The meeting place instructed by the Demon Jiao City Lord was in that palace, and when it was close to noon, wisps of incense came out of the palace, which was the aroma of magic medicine and elixir.

Walking to the gate of the palace, Qin Mo took a sip, and his eyes immediately froze, when he studied the [Meridian Flow Injection Thorn Method], he had a special study of the magic medicine and the elixir.

In this wisp of incense, there are at least three heaven-level elixirs, as well as two heaven-level elixirs, and the rest cannot be distinguished.

In front of the gate, a beautiful palace maid stepped forward and welcomed Qin Mo in.

In the palace, on the ancient wooden tables, there are plates of fruits, all of which are exotic fruits of the magic medicine level. Next to it, there is a plate of elixirs, only less than ten pills, each one is like agate, like pearls, crystal clear, as dazzling as jewelry.

On each table, there is also a small wine jug, the spout overflows with wisps of wine, smell it, only to feel the pores of the whole body are relaxed, erupting a trace of aura.

With magic medicine and elixir as dishes, and divine wine as wine, such a banquet is really a bit ridiculously high.

In Zhentian, this level of banquet is probably rare once in thousands of years.

The banquet that Qin Mo remembered the most was the grand birthday banquet held in Xiling Battle City, Xishuai Yi Wumad, but compared with this banquet, there was no comparison at all.

"Mr. Sword, please be seated. The palace maid smiled sweetly and invited Qin Mo to take a seat.

In a moment, after killing the sea and the eight blades, the princess of the heavenly snake came one after another, and they were all shocked when they saw such a banquet.

"Hahaha...... , the predecessors of the Demon Jiao City Lord are too polite, this kind of banquet is deserved, deserved!"

Kill Pohai laughed and sat down, and as he spoke, he picked up a vermilion fruit, threw it into his mouth, and ate it clean in three or two clicks, and licked his tongue around his mouth, like a hungry tiger.

"Hey, Kill the Sea, that's my seat!" Kill Blade walked over, his face dark.