Along with his reputation in Bailongying, Shura also trampled under his feet.
The Sword Emperor hates Shura.
But, I hate Qin Mo even more.
But this is the territory of the Black Dragon Camp, and even Shura can't defeat him, let alone a great mentor present.
No matter how frustrated he was, he could only swallow it in his stomach.
The tall and thin people who were so arrogant before now all lowered their heads, like bereaved dogs.
He didn't even have the courage to face Shura directly.
But like the Sword Emperor, they hated Qin Mo deeply.
Why should a waste from the Dao Palace realm allow Bailongying to suffer such humiliation?
"Knife Emperor, our Bailong camp has never been so cowardly. We can't just let this matter go."
The tall man gritted his teeth and whispered.
"I have been defeated by Shura, what can you do?"
The Sword Emperor's face was ashen.
"You stay here to deal with it first, and we will go back to Bailong Camp to find Master Yuan."
"Neither Shura nor the boy named Qin is a match for Master Yuan. We must regain our position."
One tall and one thin, he has a bad temper and wants to go back and bring in reinforcements.
The Master Yuan they refer to is the mind master recently invited by Bailong Camp.
It is precisely because of the existence of Master Yuan that the overall strength of Bailong Camp has been raised to a higher level.
"I'm so angry. Why have I forgotten Master Yuan? He always protects our shortcomings and will definitely help us fight for our reputation."
The Sword Emperor slapped his forehead, and the gloom on his face disappeared.
"I will lend you Tianque. You two should go back as soon as possible. I will support you here."
Without a Taoist weapon, one cannot break out of the forbidden area of the sea of fire.
The Sword Emperor even did not hesitate to lend Tianque out.
For monks, Taoist tools are greater than heaven.
Even if you lose your life, you will never let the Taoist weapon leave your hands.
It can be seen how strong the hatred in the Sword Emperor's heart is.
"Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of."
One tall, one thin, sneered again and again, with a confident attitude.
Soon, the two of them stepped onto the sky and fell into the sea of fire.
"Master Yuan? Are you very strong?"
Qin Mo was a little curious.
"It is indeed very strong. It is said that Master Yuan is a master who has killed himself four times. His mental power and mental skills are very powerful. Even Instructor Wang Yi cannot stop him."
Meng Feixue's face darkened slightly and she answered in a low voice.
Wang Yi on the side coughed twice, "You girl, you always expose my background, and you don't understand the old man's mood."
Master Yuan's incident did make him a little embarrassed.
The last time the two sides competed in martial arts, Master Yuan and Wang Yi exchanged several moves.
In a pure competition of telekinesis, Wang Yi quickly lost.
"Although Master Yuan's mental power is stronger than mine, it may not be able to stabilize you, so you don't need to be too nervous."
Wang Yi smiled and comforted Qin Mo.
Then, he said resolutely: "Besides, you are the person I invited and the mentor of the Black Dragon Camp. Anyone who dares to attack you is the enemy of the Black Dragon Camp. We will never sit idly by."
"I'm really not nervous."
Qin Mo couldn't laugh or cry.
As long as Master Yuan is still in the life-threatening state, his mind power cannot be stronger than him.
Qin Mo's conception of the sky has reached its peak, and the improvement in his mind power is unimaginable by ordinary people.
If you don't have the power of mind to reach the sky, how can you activate the Devouring Sword Intent and understand the eight secrets of Fulong hidden in it?
His current mental power is equivalent to the late stage of the life-threatening realm.
In addition, coupled with the telepathy skills in the "Emperor's Sutra", he has a very high utilization rate of telepathy.
If the power of mind is likened to the flow of water in a river, then the art of mind is the gate.
Some people have very powerful telepathy, but their telekinesis skills are too crude, just like the gate is too small and no amount of water can be released.
On the contrary, the mental power is slightly weaker, but if the gate is huge, the maximum power can be exploded in an instant.
This is the importance of utilization.
Qin Mo is not only powerful in his mental power, but also extremely skilled in his mental skills.
There probably won't be many people on the Beiling Continent who can be better than him in telekinesis.
After all, Qin Mo's telepathy skills originated from the "Emperor's Sutra".
"It doesn't matter who the master is, I won't refuse anyone who comes."
Qin Mo said calmly and calmly.
Hearing this, everyone in the Black Dragon Camp was also excited.
They have been too depressed in the past six months, especially when they were suppressed by the people from Bailong Camp, and they simply couldn't hold their heads up.
"Damn it, I haven't had such a good time in a long time. I'm going to have a big fight today."
Yang Jun moved his muscles all over his body and his eyes were extremely fiery.
"Bailongying has been arrogant for so long, it's time to pay off its debt."
Meng Feixue's face was cold and her desire to fight was extremely strong.
The reason why she was recalled from Dragon Island was to deal with Bailongying.
The rest of the members were also holding their breath, looking forward to the arrival of this day.
"Master Yuan? Haha, I may not be able to fight!"
Shura is even more confident.
Except for mental power, he is not inferior to Master Yuan in every aspect.
Now, his mental power has been greatly improved. Even if he can't compete with his opponent, he is at least capable of fighting.
Hearing Shura's words, the Sword Emperor turned pale with anger.
In his mind, Master Yuan also exists like a god.
Shura actually dares to provoke Master Yuan. How can this make people not angry?
But he had just lost to Shura, and he really didn't have the confidence to fight against him again.
"Humph, you are a bunch of frogs in a well. When Master Yuan comes, you will have a good harvest."
The Sword Emperor sneered in his heart.
He especially stared at Qin Mo, even showing a hint of sympathy.
After the tall and thin boy returns, he will definitely add fuel to his jealousy, making Master Yuan hate Qin Mo to the core.
When Master Yuan arrives, he will probably be the first to deal with Qin Mo.
After about a cup of tea, the tall and thin finally came back.
This time, they did not use Tianque to cross the sea of fire.
Instead, the leader, an old man in white robe, used his mind power as a shield to isolate the flames three feet away.
The shield was in the shape of a ball, with more than a dozen figures shrouded in it, all of whom came from the White Dragon Battalion to help out.
The old man in white robe had his hands behind his back and his posture was arrogant. After landing on the island, he did not land. He just hung in the air and looked at everyone condescendingly.
"Master Yuan!"
The Sword Emperor looked overjoyed and quickly bowed to the white-robed old man.
Master Yuan didn't say anything. He glanced around and finally locked on Qin Mo.
"Are you the guy who rants that you can defeat me in three moves?"
Qin Mo was stunned when he heard this. When did he say this?
Obviously, this is all the result of being tall and thin.
The Sword Emperor was secretly happy and couldn't help but glance at the two junior brothers and secretly gave a thumbs up.
"Three moves? That's not the truth."
Qin Mo shook his head calmly.
The tall and thin man suddenly became anxious and was about to yell something like "You little beast, do you dare to do this?"
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo changed the subject and said with all his irony, "One move is enough to deal with you!"
boom--
Everyone's minds exploded, like a bolt from the blue.
The Sword Emperor and other members of the White Dragon Camp were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
Even Shura, Meng Feixue and others' expressions changed drastically.
Although they trust Qin Mo unconditionally, it would be a bit arrogant to defeat Master Yuan with one move, right?
"You? Defeat me with one move?"
The corners of Master Yuan's mouth twitched repeatedly, and his face instantly became gloomy.