He flicked his finger, and with a crisp "ding" sound, the Aurora Sword fell to the ground.
Such a powerful sword was defused by this person in an understatement.
"Is it Senior Ding?"
"No. 17 on the list of true legends, Ding Yao!"
The disciples present all changed their colors.
The person who came was an old man with gray hair and three long beards.
He was dressed in white robes, with his feet in the void, and looked quite like a master.
A strong aura suppresses all directions and is intimidating.
Seventeenth on the list of true legends, Ding Yao!
The earliest disciples of the sect have been practicing for more than a hundred years.
Many of these people have already become elders and senior officials full-time.
However, according to the rules of Fulong Sect, once you move to a high-level position, you lose the qualification to compete for the candidate of the sect leader.
Ding Yao still remains at the disciple level, which shows that he is quite optimistic about his future.
Only people with strong luck and deep potential can have this kind of confidence.
Ding Yao once made a vow that within ten years, he would definitely rank among the five true legends.
And at the level of the Five True Inheritances, the candidate for the sect leader is not far away.
Therefore, Ding Yao has been taking precautions to develop his own personal connections.
The former Ye Nantian and the current Ye Guang were all his connections.
Anyone who dares to touch his connections will declare war on him.
How could Ding Yao tolerate Qin Mo?
When he showed up, his murderous aura level was fully maxed out, and it was obvious that he would not forgive Qin Mo easily.
"Senior Brother Ding, you have to make the decision for me!"
Ye Guang knelt on the ground, his eyes red, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Who in the true circle doesn't know that I have carried you with me alone. Anyone who dares to touch you is provoking me, Ding Yao."
Ding Yao's face was gloomy.
"Isn't that right? This guy obviously doesn't give Senior Brother Ding face!"
Ye Guang slapped his thigh fiercely, feeling humiliated for the other party.
"Okay, you stay aside and watch me teach this kid a lesson."
Ding Yao waved his hand and said.
"Senior Brother Ding takes action, this boy will definitely die."
Ye Guangyin smiled coldly and stepped aside.
Everyone's eyes were also focused on Ding Yao and Qin Mo.
One is a senior with deep qualifications.
One is a newbie who is new to True Legend.
Such a disparity made everyone not optimistic about Qin Mo.
But Qin Mo looked calm, even a little eager to try.
He also wants to know, what level is No. 17 on the True Pass Ranking?
From the perspective of realm, Ding Yao has already entered the life-threatening realm, which is more than one level higher than Qin Mo.
But the level of realm cannot represent everything.
The embodiment of actual combat capabilities is comprehensive and comprehensive.
Various means, such as magic weapons, telekinesis, talismans, formations, etc., can affect the battle situation.
It’s not like Qin Mo has never killed anyone in the life-threatening realm.
Let’s not talk about it remotely, just take the Sword Emperor as an example. He was still a genius on Dragon Island, so wouldn’t he die completely?
The Ding Yao in front of him may not be as good as the Sword Emperor.
"Ye Guang wants to kill me, so naturally I can't tolerate him. If you want to stand up for him, I'll kill you too."
Qin Mo smiled coldly.
And these words also shocked everyone.
Because in everyone's opinion, Ding Yao is obviously stronger.
Qin Mo is already a piece of fish on the chopping board, and can only be slaughtered by others.
But not only did he not show any remorse, but he spoke arrogantly and actually wanted to deal with Ding Yao.
Isn't this kid too crazy?
Ding Yao's face was ashen, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, and two words popped out of his mouth: "Seeking death!"
Before he finished speaking, a wild aura swept through the entire Zhenzhuan Hall.
The void seemed to be twisted, and everything seemed to be torn apart.
call out--
Ding Yao made a stroke with his fingertips.
A jet-black light shot out, shaped like a zigzag, vibrating and cutting violently in the air.
This jagged light is filled with star power, which is particularly powerful.
The protective aura around Qin Mo was easily broken by this jagged light, like a knife cutting through butter.
This is Ding Yao's special skill "Black God Slash", which is a top-notch magical power.
This technique collects the power of the stars and refines it into a sharp edge that can cut through the void and break through the sun and moon.
If you have perfected your cultivation, you will have the power to communicate with the gods, like a black god possessing you, killing everyone in the world.
The Black God is one of the ancient killing gods who once swept across the Beiling Continent.
This magical power was inherited from him.
Ding Yao was only a hair away from perfection, and the power of this Black God Slash had already surpassed the Eight Jue of Fulong.
He is worthy of being the seventeenth on the list of true legends. He has a top-notch magical power and takes the lead.
Qin Mo did not dare to neglect and quickly took out the Dragon Ya Sword.
The Taoist weapon is unsheathed and its sharp edge reaches the sky.
The True Inheritance Hall was illuminated by the blue sword light, like a vast ocean.
boom……
Dragon Ya swept across, and the sword energy surged violently.
The jagged light collided with it and burst out into a ball of dazzling flames.
In an instant, the jagged light shattered.
Qin Mo was holding on to the Taoist weapon Longya and was stunned without even taking a step back.
"It's actually a Taoist weapon?"
"This kid has just entered the True Legend. Where did he get the Taoist weapon?"
The crowd instantly exploded.
A pair of crazy jealous eyes stared at the sword in Qin Mo's hand.
"Aren't I dazzled?"
Ye Guang was even more stunned.
Only then did he realize that Qin Mo didn't show his true ability at all when he was competing with him.
He was so proud that he wanted to kill Qin Mo with the Aurora Sword in his hand.
Now it seems that I am simply a clown.
"Even Senior Ding doesn't have a Taoist weapon, so why should this kid do it? Damn it!"
Ye Guang gritted his teeth, looking unwilling.
Ding Yao was also stunned, staring at the dragon Ya with the spiritual light flowing, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
"The gap between me and the top ten in the true inheritance list is nothing more than a Taoist weapon. I didn't expect this kid to come to my door. God really has mercy on me!"
Ding Yao was ecstatic in his heart.
In terms of cultivation strength, there is not much difference between him and the top ten in the True Legend Ranking.
But it’s true that the top ten on the list each have a Taoist weapon.
And he has been in Fulong Sect for more than a hundred years, but he has not even been able to get a single Taoist weapon.
Because of this incident, he also got an extremely ironic nickname: Bai Ding.
Bai Ding means common people, which means mocking Ding Yao for being poor.
If you want to hit the top ten of the true biography list, Taoist tools are indispensable.
Without Taoist tools, there is no competitiveness at all.
For this reason, Ding Yao has been very distressed.
He also entered the East China Sea three times, hoping to have a chance at immortality, but each time he came back empty-handed.
Seeing that the True Pass Competition was about to begin, Ding Yao didn't have high hopes.
But he never expected that a boy with a treasure would come from the sky and rekindle his hope.
"With this Taoist-level flying sword, I may not be able to break into the top ten of the True Legend Ranking."
When he thought of this, Ding Yao became excited.
His eyes were like fire, as if he wanted to swallow the dragon ya in one gulp and merge with himself.
"If virtue is not matched, there will be disasters. If people are not worthy of wealth, misfortunes will happen. Boy, this kind of Taoist weapon is not something you can control. Leave it to me and I can spare your life."
Ding Yao grabbed it openly and without concealment.
"You want it? I'm afraid you can't take it!"
Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and suddenly threw the sword.
The Dragon Ya weighs one hundred and eight thousand kilograms. Such a violent throw is like a star exploding and piercing the void.
"not good……"
Ding Yao's expression changed drastically, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
