If Yuan Jianyi said such words, he would just take it as a joke.
But why do you, Qin Mo?
"Foreign dog, you..."
As soon as Nangong Jin opened his mouth, he wanted to teach Qin Mo a lesson.
Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly appeared in his eyes.
boom!
Airflow explosion!
A huge iron fist hit him directly in the face.
Qin Mo simply doesn't talk about martial ethics.
There is no nonsense, it is a killer move.
He pushed Ling Yunbu to the extreme, achieving an effect that was almost like a flash.
Immediately, the Shura Eye moved.
A terrifying twisting force pinned Nangong Jin to the spot.
Nangong Jin just wanted to dodge, but found that the void seemed to be solidified, and his legs seemed to be cast from molten iron, unable to move at all.
His eyes widened and his pupils shrank sharply.
He watched helplessly as the terrifying fist power was released in front of his eyes.
Qin Mo's twin spiritual roots exploded!
Boom——
Nangong Jin's head instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
The pungent smell of blood overflowed with the wind.
The headless corpse was burned by the remaining fire and turned into a ball of fire, rolling down the chain bridge...
The whole place was dead silent!
Even the wind in the mountains froze at this moment.
Whether they were foreign disciples or members of the Nangong family, they were all turned to stone.
Who dares to believe that the arrogant Nangong Jin died like this?
one move!
Just one move!
He didn't even have a chance to counterattack, so he was killed by Qin Mo with one punch!
Who would dare to believe this scene if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
"Nan...Nangong Jin is dead?"
"I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"This kid actually killed Nangong Jin with one punch?"
There was an uproar in the crowd.
Countless foreign disciples had expressions of bewilderment on their faces and looked directly at the young man on the chain bridge.
"Junior Brother Qin..."
Yuan Jianyi trembled all over, his eyes filled with gratitude.
But at the same time, it was even more shocking.
He never expected that Nangong Jin, who had made him suffer so much, could not even block Qin Mo's punch.
"As expected of Senior Brother Qin, this is the strength of a veteran of the Sword Alliance!"
Su Zhe was even more excited and excited.
"What? This guy is a veteran of the Sword Alliance?"
"We have all met the five elders of the Sword Alliance. Could it be that... he is the sixth elder?"
The group of disciples who looked down on Qin Mo before were all dumbfounded.
Especially the guy who poked Qin Mo with his finger turned pale.
"Oh my God, he turns out to be so powerful. What did I do to him before?"
This disciple was simply ashamed.
Regardless of whether Qin Mo would settle the score with him.
His behavior has offended the Sword Alliance, and may even offend the entire foreign class.
I'm afraid the days ahead will be difficult for him.
Some disciples who were originally going down the mountain saw a ball of fire rolling down from the chain bridge, and they were all attracted to it.
"what is that?"
"It looks like a corpse?"
"Eh? Listen, why are there cheers coming from the top of the mountain?"
"Are the people from the Sword Alliance celebrating?"
Everyone looks at me and I look at you, everyone is confused.
Yuan Jianyi has been defeated, who else can turn the tide?
Could it be that Yu Tianzheng is here?
But everyone knows that Yu Tianzheng has gone on a sect mission and is not in the Sword Alliance at all.
If it wasn't Yu Tianzheng, then who would it be?
With countless curiosity, the disciples who originally went down the mountain returned to the top of the mountain excitedly.
On the chain bridge.
Qin Mo was like a sharp sword, exuding unrivaled sharpness.
He glanced at the disciples of the Nangong family and said indifferently: "Who said there is no one in our sword alliance?"
If Yu Tianzheng is not around, he will defend the dignity of the Sword Alliance.
"Too arrogant!"
"Why did Nangong Jin die?"
"How did a fifth-level innate person do it?"
"Nangong Jin can't avoid his punch?"
Everyone in the Nangong family was more shocked than the other.
Although Nangong Jin is not a top genius, he is still an elite disciple.
The elite disciple of their Nangong family was actually killed by a foreign dog with one move. Is this really true?
"Who dares to fight?"
Everyone looked at each other.
"I come!"
Someone immediately stepped forward.
"Is it Nangong Li?"
Everyone's expressions changed.
A tall young man wrapped in animal skin and holding a giant ax landed directly in the middle of the chain bridge.
Nangong Li, seventh level innate, second level golden spiritual root!
The giant ax in his hand is a top-quality spiritual weapon called "Biyou Ax", which is water-based.
Among the five elements, gold generates water.
His golden spiritual root can stimulate Biyou Ax and make it go berserk.
The perfect combination of magic weapon and spiritual root can stimulate its combat power beyond the limit.
In this aspect alone, Nangong Jin cannot compare.
Therefore, as soon as Nangong Li came out, everyone's appetite was immediately whetted.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all gearing up and showing expressions of gloating about the misfortune.
They were looking forward to the scene of Nangong Li showing off his skills and tyrannizing Qin Mo.
"Foreign dogs, don't think that just because you kill Nangong Jin, you can go crazy in front of me!"
Nangong Li carried the giant ax with a domineering attitude.
"You are indeed slightly better than Nangong Jin, but it's a pity that it's useless. In my eyes, there is no difference between you and him. We are both dead people."
Qin Mo smiled coldly.
"What a loud tone!"
Nangong Li immediately became angry and pointed the Biyou ax in his hand at Qin Mo.
A cold air surged in all directions.
A layer of white frost soon appeared on the iron cable bridge.
The temperature all around seemed to have dropped.
That biting murderous aura instantly enveloped Qin Mo.
But Qin Mo was unmoved. Instead, he said coldly: "If you want to fight me, do you dare to bet two hours?"
Since it is a battle for the Jiange, every battle is linked to the right to use the Jiange.
Qin Mo killed Nangong Jin and gained an hour back.
As for this battle, he directly bet for two hours.
If you can win one more game, you will get the right to use the sword pavilion for three hours.
This is quite a luxury for the Sword Alliance.
"What a joke, what am I afraid of?"
Nangong Li was so angry that he laughed instead.
If he didn't have this confidence, he wouldn't show up.
"This kid actually wants to win back two hours. What a fool's errand!"
Many Nangong family disciples sneered.
Just now, they were indeed shocked by Qin Mo.
But now, they understood that Qin Mo's punch to kill Nangong Jin was purely a sneak attack.
Nangong Jin underestimated the enemy and was caught off guard, so he suffered the consequences.
If he didn't underestimate the enemy so much, how could he die in Qin Mo's hands?
But Nangongli is different.
He is stronger than Nangong Jin, and because he is wary, he will never give Qin Mo any chance.
Qin Mo had no chance of winning this battle.
"Oh no, Nangong Lidong is really serious. He is one of the most fierce men in the Nangong family. Junior Brother Qin may be in trouble."
Yuan Jian gritted his teeth and stood up, with a solemn look on his face.
He looked left and right, but found no one to turn to.
Even Chen Changsong, Xiao Ling and others were not present.
"What nonsense is the first senator? At the critical moment, everyone acts like a coward."
