The sword strike just now had a certain sword style to ward off evil spirits.

Qin Mo recalled this sword carefully. In the past few days, Qin Mo's evil-fighting sword skills have broken through the fifth level. In other words, now that Qin Mo is about to cut, he will immediately understand an earth-level fifth-level swordsmanship elemental skill.

This temptation is not ordinary.

Qin Mo's heart moved when he thought about it.

In order to curb this idea, Qin Mo never used the evil-dispelling sword manual even once.

But just after the fight with the bald martial artist, Qin Mo unknowingly used the evil-fighting sword technique.

Especially the sword used to kill is the evil sword manual.

Qin Mo's face was dark and he didn't want to recall the move just now.

He didn't want to use the evil-repelling sword manual at all.

"Qin Mo, have you killed one?"

Jiang Rou, who was about to charge forward, saw that Qin Mo killed one person soon after the fight, and her eyes widened.

The bald cult martial artist is not a second-grade martial artist. Judging from the energy and blood, he should be in the first-grade intermediate realm. He has a strong aura and is not an ordinary showman.

How easy is it for you, Qin Mo, to kill a first-grade intermediate martial artist?

Although he is a cult martial artist, he is not very powerful in combat.

But you don’t have to act so relaxed, right?

The energy and blood in the carriage fluctuated slightly, and Zhao Shu obviously did not expect Qin Mo to kill one first.

"Now, everyone is here." Qin Mo muttered.

Originally, there were only six of them, but there were seven cult martial artists to deal with.

Qin Mo has obsessive-compulsive disorder and is especially sensitive to numbers.

The number of people was not correct, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Cheng Xi heard Qin Mo muttering and was speechless. Just because there are not all of them, you kill one first?

Isn't this too exaggerated?

"Qin Mo, leave one for me." Shan Xin shouted, drew out his broad knife, and quickly rushed towards a cult martial artist.

In fact, he realized that the situation was not good. If he allowed it to continue like this, all the first-level cult martial artists would be killed by Qin Mo later, and he would have no choice but to fight against the second-level cult warriors.

The instructor is in the car. If you want to get through this mission in a fool's errand, it's probably unrealistic to hold Qin Mo's thigh to gain merit points.

We must find an opponent while there are still first-grade cult martial artists.

Hong Meng and Jiang Rou also reacted, and immediately found their targets, both of which were first-level.

There were only two second-grade cult martial artists, and no one dared to attack them.

The cult martial arts masters are not very powerful in combat, but they are of the second level after all. They do not have the courage to choose the second level at the first opportunity.

In an instant, Qin Mo and the silver-haired woman were the only ones left without an opponent. It was obvious that they were automatically assigned to the remaining two second-grade martial arts masters.

"One for each of us." Qin Mo touched his nose and looked at the silver-haired woman beside him.

Jiang Xiaohuang shook his head and said: "Leave both of them to you, I will assist you."

After saying that, without waiting for Qin Mo to retort, Jiang Xiaohuang untied the guqin from behind. Special vitality overflowed from her hands, holding the cyan guqin in the air. The vitality condensed on her slender white jade fingertips.

"Magic Sound Master." When the two cult martial arts masters, Xu Zhuhou and Fan Yong saw Jiang Xiaohuang's actions, their eyes instantly became serious.

boom!

The two of them took action almost at the same time, turning into an afterimage and rushing over.

"So fast." Qin Mo's pupils shrank, not daring to be careless. His vitality attached to his feet and he moved quickly. He placed the long sword across his chest, communicated with the book of vitality, and activated the Qingcheng Sword Technique. A fierce and fierce sword intent came from Qin Mo.

The ink emanates from the body.

Although Qingcheng Sword Technique is only a yellow-level mid-level elemental skill, Qin Mo's combat power is astonishing after he has cultivated it to the fourth level and then assisted it with weapons made of A-level alloy.

The old man used a pair of alloy gloves, which looked rough and dull. The color was acquired after countless blood stains. The middle-aged martial artist used circles of silver iron rings as weapons and put them on his arms.

, but it is black and bright.

"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." Seeing Qin Mo swinging his sword, the old man's footsteps sank, he made a fist seal with one hand, and Qin Mo's sword blade roared.

boom!!!

The fists and swords were exchanged, and there was a loud explosion.

The power overflowing from the glove was fierce and powerful, biting Qin Mo's right arm like a poisonous snake, trying to tear his muscles apart.

"If you take my Viper Dark Fist forcefully, even a second-grade martial artist will be injured." The old man's eyes flashed coldly, knowing that Qin Mo would definitely be injured if he took his move.

But the next second, Qin Mo took two steps back and stood still.

He casually waved his right hand holding the sword twice, causing Qin Mo's bones to crack twice.

The old man's pupils shrank, as if he didn't believe this scene, "How could it be? He is a first-grade martial artist, and he took my fifth-level poisonous snake secret fist without getting hurt?"

Tempered!

The old man understood that Qin Mo must have tempered his body.

Without tempering his body, Qin Mo, a first-grade martial artist, might be ambushed by his hidden strength and his arms might be damaged.

Not only is it a tempered body, seeing how easily Qin Mo can neutralize his poisonous snake dark energy, he must be made of copper skin and iron bones.

Their cult martial arts masters, even the second-grade martial arts masters, may not be tempered to the bronze skin and iron bone realm.

Ordinary students from Wuhan University can only temper copper skin at the first level.

Not an ordinary Wuhan University student.

The old man became nervous. He glanced at the license plate of the nanny's car out of the corner of his eye and was shocked.

Imperial Capital.

Could it be from the Imperial Martial Arts Academy?

"They must be students from the Imperial Martial Academy. They probably won't last long." Fan Yong glanced at Cheng Xi, Jiang Rou and others who were fighting beside him, and then stared at Qin Mo fiercely.

When those few cultists were killed, they were surrounded and had no chance.

Escape and wait for the grandmaster in the car to come out, you will die.

Dragging him down and waiting for the other students to deal with the siege by the cultists would be equally disastrous.

"Let's do it together, the body is tempered to the first level, use strength and Yuan skills to suppress him." When the old man Xu Zhuhou spoke, he stepped on the ground violently, and his whole body was like a cannonball.

Facing them, Qin Mo only had the advantage of tempering his body. In terms of strength, speed, and Yuan skills, he was not as good as them.

What's more, they are two people facing one person.

"Do you want to join forces!" Qin Mo showed a cautious look, but his heart was calmer.

In terms of strength and speed, he is indeed not as good as the two second-grade ones.

Boom——

At this moment, the sound of the piano was like running water, and Jiang Xiaohuang's hands flicked like butterflies through flowers. The unique music turned into vitality visible to the naked eye, which spread at the speed of sound and adhered to Qin Mo's body, entering his body, limbs, and meridians.

,brain……

This is auxiliary music!

Qin Mo felt that his strength suddenly increased.

"The righteous rhythms can greatly improve the strength, speed and physique of a martial artist." Jiang Xiaohuang's arrogant and indifferent lips curled up slightly, "And the righteous rhythms I play can improve your basic four items by 80%.

0.8 increase.”

Eighty percent!

Qin Mo's heart was shaken as he listened to Jiang Xiaohuang's clear voice.

"This!" Before he had time to carefully comprehend the effect of the magic music master's improved musical strength, the old man Xu Zhuhou and the middle-aged martial artist Fan Yong attacked his head and legs respectively.

Qin Mo immediately swung his sword to communicate with the book of vitality. The sword was like a blue rainbow, and he slashed at Xu Zhuhou and Fan Yong with two consecutive swords.

Keng!!!

The sound of metal vibrated, making explosive sounds on Xu Zhuhou's gloves. Pure power and speed, but this time, different results showed, Xu Zhuhou was actually repulsed.
Chapter completed!