Su Luochuan turned into a stream of light and shot towards the distant sky.
However, his whole body was covered with ice-blue flying swords, as if he was swimming in a sea of swords.
No matter how fast he is, he can't fly out of this sea of swords.
"How can there be any reason for you to survive once you are out of nowhere?"
Qin Mo sneered again and again.
Countless flying swords vibrated together, rushing toward Su Luochuan like a roaring tsunami.
boom……
In the blink of an eye, the desperate old man was riddled with wounds from the sword light.
From his neck down, his body turned into bloody mud and was beyond rotten.
Su Luochuan's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe this scene.
Shock, horror, resentment, unwillingness...all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his heart.
He never imagined that the seventh elder of the Su family, a well-known figure in the Eastern Region, would actually fall into the hands of an ant in the Taoist palace.
"I, Su Luochuan, did not lose to you, but to Li Jianxian, ah..."
With an unwilling scream, Su Luochuan's eyes bulged and he refused to close his eyes.
Although Qin Mo's sword was not as powerful as Li Chunyang's peak combat power, it still had three points of his style.
No matter how strong Su Luochuan is, he is only in the life-threatening realm. How can he compete with no return?
If Qin Mo hadn't done this intentionally, Su Luochuan would have been wiped out long ago, without even the last head left.
Qin Mo left this head with a special meaning.
After all, the other party is the seventh elder of the Su family, the core senior member of the family.
Keeping this head is just to slap the Su family in the face.
"When the Su family holds a family gathering, I will hold this head in my hand and visit you!"
Qin Mo grabbed Su Luochuan's head, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The Su family in the Eastern Region holds a clan meeting every year.
By then, all the major forces in the Eastern Region and the wealthy families that have already established good relations with the Su family will go to the Su family to watch the ceremony.
If Qin Mo uses this head as a gift, I wonder how the Su family will react?
It must have been an extremely exciting scene.
"Eh? Is this Su Luochuan's magic bag?"
Qin Mo was in a trance and saw a magic bag floating in the air.
As the seventh elder of the Su family and the leader of the killer organization, he must be extremely rich.
This time, Qin Mo captured a lot of trophies by killing the Sword Emperor, Su Luochuan and others.
Not to mention anything else, the sword emperor's Tianque is already priceless.
As for Su Luochuan's magic bag, it is even more dazzling.
The number of spiritual stones is tens of millions, which is more than the savings of many small sects.
There are also thousands of elixirs, most of which are Xuan-level elixirs, which is another huge fortune.
As for magic weapons, Su Luochuan has always been very picky. He simply doesn't like magic weapons that are below the Xuan level.
Therefore, he only carries three magic weapons with him, two of which are Xuan-level gems, namely a knife and a sword.
In addition, there is another low-grade Taoist artifact, a bow.
This bow is black-gold in color, simple and rough, engraved with complex divine patterns, and exudes an extremely domineering and violent aura.
On the handle of the bow, there are two small characters engraved: Suixu.
The only regret is that there is a slight crack on the surface of the Shattered Void Bow.
"It turned out to be a damaged Taoist weapon. No wonder this guy didn't take it out and use it."
Qin Mo suddenly realized.
If this Shattering Void Bow can be repaired, its lethality must be extremely terrifying. After all, it is also a Taoist weapon.
After collecting the loot, Qin Mo didn't stay long, and hurried back to Dragon Island with Meng Feixue and Shura.
Along the way, Meng Feixue and Shura were both in a state of fugue.
The image of Qin Mo killing Su Luochuan kept popping up in their minds.
The immersive and shocking power left the two of them unable to calm down for a long time.
They didn't wake up until they returned to Dragon Island.
Immediately, Qin Mo met Wang Yi and handed over some things.
Mainly about killing Gaitian Dragon King.
As for the dispute with the Su family of the Eastern Region, he didn't mention it at all.
He didn't want to involve Long Dao in this matter.
"I've been staying on Long Island for many days, and it's time to go back."
Qin Mo, Wang Yi and others said a simple farewell and quickly left Long Island.
According to his previous plan, he left some dragon-blooded trophies to the Black Dragon Camp, which he felt was worthy of his conscience.
Originally, Qin Mo could have stayed a few more days. If he was lucky enough, he could practice some moves with Cang Yu and improve his actual combat ability.
But with the emergence of the Su family in the East Region, Qin Mo felt a strong sense of crisis.
He now desperately wants to go home and figure out what happened that year.
After leaving Dragon Island, Qin Mo went straight to Cangyuan City.
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Yunzhou.
Cangyuan City.
An exchange meeting is taking place at the Qin family's residence.
The meeting was attended by big guys from all over Yunzhou.
In the main hall, the atmosphere was slightly depressing.
Qin Mingyuan's face was solemn, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
He also didn't expect that the small Cangyuan City would attract so many big shots.
Several top wealthy families in Yunzhou, such as the Ye family, the Wang family, and the Zhou family, all have people coming.
There were also two major underworld giants, the two gang leaders of the Blood Evil Alliance and Qingyun Village, who were also present.
These two major forces have both risen strongly in the past six months.
The previous Giant Spirit Gang, Qinglong Society, and Black Wind Village all collapsed and were annexed by these two giants.
These two major gangs and the three major wealthy families all came for the Qin family.
The Qin family's position in Cangyuan City is stable, and they have previously received support from most of the underworld forces.
In the territory of Yunzhou, there has never been a powerful and powerful family that stands out from the crowd.
Relatively speaking, the Qin family is in the limelight and has a vague tendency to rise.
The wealthy families elsewhere in Yunzhou were naturally anxious.
In Yunzhou, no one can easily convince the crowd without absolute strength.
However, the situation has changed recently.
The Ye family of Yunzhou, the masterminds who initiated this meeting, seemed to have the ability to stand out from the crowd.
Recently, two of the Ye family's children were promoted to true disciples in Fulong Sect.
What is the concept of a true disciple?
That is a kind of existence that even the royal family members must show courtesy to and respect as gods and humans.
One sect and two true teachings are enough to be proud of the entire Yunzhou.
Isn't the reason why the Qin family was able to rise because of Qin Mo's identity as a disciple of the Fulong Sect?
Besides, he is only an inner disciple, how can he compare to the true disciples?
The Ye family naturally has the confidence to put pressure on the Qin family.
"Qin Mingyuan, I, Mr. Ye, have come to see you this time. I just want you to understand the situation and retreat bravely. This will at least preserve your Qin family's status in Cangyuan City."
An old man with gray hair and a green robe looked at Qin Mingyuan coldly, with an aggressive look.
Ye Tiangui, the head of the Ye family.
He only has the cultivation level of the innate stage, and the posture he can display seems to be even more powerful than the life-threatening stage.
No way, who allowed him to give birth to two good sons?
"Clan Chief Qin, as long as you sign this thing and acknowledge the Ye family's status as the number one wealthy family in Yunzhou, we will be a family."
"Boss Ye can come to you in person. He already thinks highly of you. I hope you will not be ignorant of praise."
"Qin Mingyuan, if you are too slow, please surrender quickly!"
The Wang family, the patriarch of the Zhou family, kept putting pressure.