The deafening loud noise spread throughout the valley.
The dazzling red light is like a fire dragon soaring into the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth.
A fierce wave swept across the fields, making people feel heart-stopping.
What kind of terrifying power is this?
It is hard to imagine that all of this originated from a fifth-level innate foreign disciple.
Qin Mo's palm was unreserved and unleashed all his fighting power.
Nangongjie was bound by the Shura Eye again, and there was no way to avoid it.
In desperation, he could only accept this palm alive.
Zila——
Among the billowing fire clouds, a violent thunder suddenly flashed.
On Nangong Jie's body, there was a layer of thunder and lightning armor appearing vaguely, which was uncertain.
This armor is completely intertwined with electricity and is airtight.
Nangongjie was well protected among them.
Even if he received a slap from Qin Mo, it would not be a serious problem.
Most of the damage was absorbed by this "Thunder Explosion Armor".
Only a very small part of the power could penetrate Nangong Jie's body, and it was not painful or itchy at all.
When the fire light dissipated, people were shocked to see that Nangong Jie was not only unscathed, but gave people the aura of a thunder god coming down to earth and looking down on the people!
Zila...
His body was constantly flashing with purple electricity, and he was unparalleled in dominance.
Qin Mo's fire spirit energy was swallowed up bit by bit by these violent currents, disintegrated, and exploded into blue smoke...
Seeing this scene, everyone was deeply shocked.
Especially the disciples of the Nangong family were extremely excited and ecstatic.
"As expected of a member of the Dark Web, this strength and talent are unimaginable!"
"What bullshit Sword Alliance veteran is not worthy of carrying Jie Ge's shoes, yet he dares to be so arrogant in our Nangong family!"
"Brother Jie, kill this foreign dog!"
The piercing shouts continued to echo in the valley.
Nangongjie's Thunderstorm Technique is indeed breathtaking.
This also caused many foreign disciples to fall into deep despair.
No matter how powerful Qin Mo is, he is just a newcomer after all.
As for Nangong Jie, he is a member of the dark web and has experienced many battles.
They shouldn't place their hopes on Qin Mo.
"Hahaha, little beast, you can't hurt me. My thunder blast armor is invincible. I will make you feel despair!"
Nangongjie was very proud.
He admitted that at Qin Mo's level of cultivation, it really shocked him.
But so what?
In front of his powerful thunder method, Qin Mo had no choice but to die.
What's more important is that Qin Mo's palm just now consumed a huge amount of infuriating energy and was already somewhat lacking in stamina.
Qin Mo also didn't expect that Nangong Jie's Thunder Explosion Technique was so powerful that it could actually block his attack.
It is no longer realistic to think of a head-on confrontation at this moment.
No matter how you look at it, Qin Mo has no chance of making a comeback.
"Little beast, you killed four disciples of my Nangong family one after another. I won't let you die too happily. The game starts from now on."
A playful smile appeared on Nangong Jie's lips.
"So I've already killed four people? Then I don't mind killing one more of you."
Qin Mo smiled coldly.
"If you dare to speak harshly even when you are about to die, come and die!"
Nangong Jie's eyes narrowed and he rushed out suddenly.
The terrifying thunder and lightning shook all the way, and wherever it touched, the void was distorted.
Lingyunbu!
Qin Mo fights and retreats, never confronting his opponent head-on.
At the same time, he secretly activated the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron to absorb the spiritual sources of heaven and earth to replenish the lost true energy.
"Little beast, how long can you run away?"
Nangong Jie sneered.
He likes this cat-and-mouse game best.
No matter how hard Qin Mo ran away, he would eventually be exhausted and unable to escape death.
"Haha, it's so exciting. Look how arrogant this kid is."
"Brother Jie, don't kill him so quickly, let's have some more fun."
Everyone in the Nangong family was more excited than the other.
"This kid is so weird. He obviously doesn't have much energy left in his body, but he can actually persist for so long."
Elder Wang was surprised.
I don’t know if Nangong Jie deliberately let things go, wanting to tease Qin Mo more, or if Qin Mo has too much endurance.
After this period of fighting, Qin Mo held on for a full stick of incense.
and.
Looking at Qin Mo's speed, there is no slowdown at all.
It’s incredible!
Nangong Jie also realized this and was extremely surprised.
According to his calculations, Qin Mo would definitely be defeated within ten moves.
But now it has been more than thirty moves, and the opponent has not shown any signs of defeat.
Another incense-burning time passed, and Nangong Jie couldn't hold himself any longer.
Because he discovered that not only did Qin Mo show no signs of exhaustion, but he was actually getting faster and faster.
It's like taking some magic pill and returning to peak condition.
The top of this sword pavilion is full of spiritual energy.
The Ancestral Dragon Cauldron devoured Qin Mo until he was full, and his speed naturally recovered.
Poor Nangongjie, he wants to treat Qin Mo like a clown.
Little did they know, he was the clown who knew nothing.
"No, we can't go on like this."
Nangong Jie had a bad feeling and wanted to make a quick decision.
"Little beast, no matter what magic you use, everything is in vain in front of my thunder method!"
Nangongjie shouted loudly and slammed his palms on the chain bridge.
Zila——
In the palm of his hand, two purple thunderbolts suddenly erupted.
As soon as the thunder and lightning hit the cold iron, it immediately spread to all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the entire chain bridge flashed with violent purple electric light.
Countless lightning hairsprings vibrated densely in the void, covering this area.
Seen from a distance, the entire chain bridge looks like a purple electric dragon, breathing out the power of destruction.
Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked around, seeing thunder in the sky and on the ground.
The power of thunder and lightning was like a huge net that completely enveloped him.
"What's this trick?"
"The entire space is shrouded in lightning. It's so terrifying. This foreign dog is dead."
"Is this the power of the formation?"
The disciples present were all eye-opening.
Even Elder Wang's eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "Nangongjie actually used the cable bridge to create a lightning field. It's really not easy!"
The power of the domain is naturally not something that can be controlled at the innate stage.
Nangongjie cleverly used the iron cable bridge to conduct and spread the lightning, creating an array-like effect.
This is the advantage of being a member of the dark web and having experienced hundreds of battles.
Qin Mo's Lingyun Step requires a certain amount of space to execute.
Nangongjie's thunder method directly enveloped this space and closed it step by step, compressing Qin Mo's movement range.
As a result, Qin Mo will soon lose his footing.
In this battle, Qin Mo is in danger!
"What should we do now? How about we just admit defeat?"
Seeing this scene, Su Zhe said extremely anxiously.
Yuan Jianyi also gritted his teeth. He did not say a word. There was a war between heaven and man in his heart.
Qin Mo finally won two games and obtained the right to use the sword pavilion for three hours.
If we give up the battle and admit defeat, all our previous efforts will be in vain.
But facing such a critical situation, he had no choice.
You can't just watch Qin Mo die, right?
Yuan Jianyi struggled for a moment, and finally said with difficulty, "In this battle, the Sword Alliance will admit defeat..."
