Bang!

The vine tower in the distance shook, and a burly man appeared, wearing black armor, with a murderous aura visible to the naked eye, and then waved his right arm, which was a punch.

In an instant, the crowd in the gray vine corridor seemed to see a black sun rising, which was actually a fist mark, and black true flames surged around, carrying the momentum of thunder, and smashed over.

That majesty was so domineering that it made many big masters change color, and some people exclaimed: "The fifth envoy of the Xiling Guard Battalion, that Hou Devil!"

In the next moment, the Black Flame Fist had already collided with Elder Lin, who was dancing wildly, his hair standing up like steel needles, and he tried his best to resist this punch with all his strength.

Click...... , Elder Lin's sleeves were completely destroyed, but he could withstand this punch, but his arms were constantly trembling, and it was obvious that he was extremely reluctant to deal with it.

"Xiling Guard, Hou Fifth Envoy......" Elder Lin's face changed suddenly, and there was awe in his tone.

At this time, the thousands of geniuses and senior powerhouses present were all quiet, and their eyes were fixed on the burly man on the vine tower, all with awe and jealousy.

The five envoys of the Xiling Guard Camp, for the strong people in the main city of Xiling and the real upper echelons, the five envoys of Hou are almost devilish existences.

And the strength of Hou Wu's envoy, just like his nickname Devil, is just as terrifying.

There are many legends about this man, all of which are enough to make people frightened, and the most awe-inspiring thing is that decades ago, Hou Wuenvoy and Generalissimo Yiwu fought Lily, but they were not defeated.

"Fifth Envoy Hou, what do you mean by this? Qin Mo, this little cub, is certainly a member of your Xilingwei, but this is a grudge between the Dragon Helm Pavilion and the Thousand Yuan Sect, do you want to meddle in the sect's grievances?"

Elder Lin's expression changed, and he was extremely jealous, and then shouted like this.

In Xiling Battle City, the Xiling Guard Camp is of course an extremely special existence, and the members of the guard camp have the power to kill and take it, but there is a taboo that cannot be violated, that is, the Xiling Guard Camp must not meddle in the affairs of the sect.

"Hmph! I have no interest in the grievances between your Dragon Helm Pavilion and the Thousand Yuan Sect!" On the vine tower, Hou Wuenvoy sneered, his eyes turned, fell on Qin Mo, and suddenly shouted: "Qin Mo, a newcomer to the Wei Camp, your behavior just now violated the rules of the Xiling Wei Camp, do you know the mistake!?"

Violated the rules of the Xiling Guard Camp?

Qin Mo couldn't help but be stunned, a little inexplicable, and looked at the five envoys of Hou in the distance. More than half a month ago, after leaving the inner camp of Xilingwei, he had never seen this Hou Fifth Envoy again, and he didn't know what kind of person he was.

At this time, the crowd present was also confused, just now Hou Wuenvoy made a move to save Qin Mo, obviously favoring this young man, why did he suddenly ask so harshly, as if he wanted to severely punish this newcomer from Xi Lingwei.

"Fifth Envoy Hou, I have just arrived, I don't understand the rules in many places, if there are any violations, please let me know!" Qin Mo clenched his fists and said very politely.

Seeing this, Hou Wu's face softened, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Seeing that your kid's attitude is quite humble, I will tell you what is wrong! You remember, the members of our Xiling Guard Battalion are the most taboo to bully the weak, you just held your own strength and attacked the weak at will, this is a big taboo, if you commit it again next time, I will not spare it!

Qin Mo was stunned, reacted immediately, and arched his hand: "Yes! ”

For a while, the powerhouses of the major forces present were a little stunned, and then reacted, all with strange faces, wanting to laugh but couldn't laugh.

Attacking the weak? Isn't it Meng Kun? This is an immortal genius, how can he be called a weakling? When Hou Wuenvoy said this, it was clear that he wanted to favor Qin Mo, and by the way, the disciples of the Dragon Duo Pavilion were not strong.

At this time, Meng Kun happened to wake up from his coma, and when he heard the conversation between Hou Wuenvoy and Qin Mo, he was immediately angry, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out again.

"Okay, you Xiling Guard, you are really majestic, dare to bully our genius disciples of the Dragon Helm Pavilion like this!" Elder Lin's expression was distorted, and he wanted to attack, but he was afraid of the strength of the Fifth Envoy Hou, so he couldn't attack.

"That's right. Our Xiling Guard Camp is so majestic, the old man surnamed Lin, if you are not convinced, let your Longruo Pavilion Master come to me, and I will take over everything. ”

"As for the newcomer Qin Mo, whether he has the qualifications of Xi Lingwei, all opponents of the same level can challenge him and be able to defeat him. I'll call the shots and award the nameplate to the victor Xi Lingwei. ”

The voice of the fifth envoy Hou clearly echoed in everyone's ears, but it made the hearts of many senior powerhouses awe-inspiring, and they were all speculating about what level of devilish cultivation in the Xiling Guard Camp had reached after a lapse of decades.

The young geniuses present had dark faces, and they needed to defeat Qin Mo in order to have the qualification of Xi Lingwei? Doesn't this raise the threshold of Xi Lingwei a lot?

You must know that the assessment for entering the Xiling Guard Camp is certainly strict, but it is not too difficult for a first-class genius to cultivate enough.

However, Qin Mo was able to defeat Meng Kun of the Dragon Steering Pavilion in one move, and the latter was an outstanding first-class super qualification. That is to say, in the innate realm, there are very few strong people who can defeat Qin Mo, even if the disciples of the three thousand sects outside the city are only congenital four stages, but the real combat power is probably already monster-level.

For a while, the young warriors of the major forces were very depressed, and even complained about Meng Kun, what are you doing to find Qin Mo's trouble?

"Alright. The struggle between the younger generations should be resolved by themselves, and the elders should not be mixed up. ”

An old voice came from the vine building, melodious, but it made people feel calm.

Suddenly, the crowd in the corridor of Fujishima saluted one after another, their expressions were extremely respectful, and they knew who the person who spoke was the guardian of the ancient vine giant bell on Fujishima.

In the memories of many strong people of the older generation, when they were young, when they came to Fujishima to participate in the "Smoke and Rain Killing Realm" trial, this guardian already existed, and at that time the cultivation was unfathomable. Now, no one knows how far this guardian's cultivation has reached.

However, one thing is certain, the master of the Heavenly Realm in the main city of Xiling, the generalissimo of Yiwu madness, is one of them, and this bell keeper must be the other.

"Don't mess around before the 'Smoke and Rain Killing Realm' starts, this trial is very different from the past. Marshal Yi discussed with me before, hoping to select the younger generation of geniuses and focus on training. A few days ago, my expectations were one more ......"

"I just hope that the opening of the 'Smoke and Rain Killing Realm' this time can fully stimulate your potential, and in a few years, a peerless young man can emerge, alongside Mr. Yu not long ago. ”

"Now, they are all meditating and pranayama, and when the personnel are gathered, they will start the 'smoke and rain killing realm'. ”

The tone of these words was very calm, but it was infused with a strange power, which was deeply engraved in the hearts of a group of young geniuses.

Many young junjie's eyes were shining, and their eyes were full of infinite fighting spirit, and the words of the bell keeper just hit their hearts.

A few days ago, that mysterious young man, Mr. Yu, showed his peerless edge under the Falling Moon Peak, and defeated the powerhouses of the Earth Realm, Rebellion, and Heaven Realm in a row, which can be described as amazing, making it difficult for all the young powerhouses in Xicheng to match.

Countless people know that in the future sky of Xiling Battle City, there must be this peerless genius, and I am afraid that it will suppress all the younger generations for an era.

However, who is not arrogant as a martial arts genius, who can accept such a fact?

Therefore, in the hearts of all the geniuses who are less than 20 years old in Xiling Battle City, there is an ambition to fully explore their potential before the age of 20, soar into the sky, and catch up with the footsteps of that mysterious and powerful young man.

The bell keeper's words completely ignited the fighting spirit of all the young geniuses present, what about the 20-year-old Heavenly Realm martial artist? The path of martial arts is to face the adverse tide and move forward bravely.

Catching up with Mr. Yu is tantamount to facing the waterfall and going upstream, but it is not necessarily impossible.

"Hahaha...... If these boys know that you are just a congenital four-stage powerhouse, I'm afraid they all want to die!"

Qin Mo touched his nose, he was helpless about such a situation.

At this time, in the rattan building, there were three people sitting upright, one of them was Hou Wue, and the other was Mi Fengmad.

Sitting in the first place was actually the previous bell ringer, who was now dressed in gray, like a sculpture.

"Fifth Envoy Hou, that newcomer to the Xiling Guard Camp is very good. The old man in gray opened his eyes, his eyes were very clear, and he said.

"Qin Mo's kid is good, but it's just good. If you want to meet the expectations of Zhong Lao and Generalissimo Yi, you still have a long way to go!"

Hou Wuenvoy smiled wryly and shook his head, he respected this gray-clothed old man very much. No one knows the surname of this bell keeper, and those who are familiar with it call him Zhong Lao.