Under the countless horrified gazes, Nangong Li's physical body collapsed.
Another genius from the Nangong family died in the hands of Qin Mo.
This was unbearable for the Nangong family.
However, all this is to be expected.
Nangong Li's defeat was a matter of course.
Unlike Nangong Jin, who was killed by Qin Mo with one punch, no one even had time to react.
It's just that emotionally, everyone cannot accept this result.
"Nangong Li actually lost. It's unbelievable."
"What is this kid's background?"
It wasn't until this moment that everyone became interested in Qin Mo's identity.
Just like back then, Yu Tianzheng also rose to fame.
To put it bluntly, it is not the identity of a foreign disciple that everyone looks down upon.
But look down on the weak!
Yu Tianzheng is also a disciple of a foreign clan, who dares to look down on him?
Everyone seemed to see the shadow of Yu Tianzheng in Qin Mo.
So, people became interested in his identity.
"I know this guy. He is a new veteran who has just joined the Sword Alliance. His name seems to be... Qin Mo. Yes, it is Qin Mo!"
Suddenly someone screamed.
"Qin Mo?"
Hearing this name, Elder Wang was shocked, and his expression suddenly changed.
His eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at the young man on the chain bridge.
"Did Zhao Tongming die in his hands?"
Elder Wang had a cold expression on his face, and a terrifying murderous aura filled the air.
The disciples around were all shocked. They didn't understand why Elder Wang was so angry.
"Little beast, I had such a hard time looking for you!"
He, Wang Qiuming, has countless disciples, and Zhao Tongming is nothing.
If Zhao Tongming died in Fulong Sect, he probably wouldn't care much about it.
But Zhao Tongming died in the secular world.
It was a great shame and humiliation for a serious sect disciple to be killed by a secular boy.
and.
This news has already spread throughout Jiange.
Many elders and deacons are discussing this matter privately.
Wang Qiuming was simply ashamed.
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo was actually right in front of him.
"This son must die!"
Wang Qiuming clenched his fists tightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, Nangongjie arrived at Jiange.
"Elder Wang, are you looking for me?"
Nangongjie cupped his fists and bowed.
"Nangongjie, I order you to kill this boy on the spot!"
Wang Qiuming pointed to Qin Mo on the chain bridge.
On the way here, Nangongjie had already learned something about it.
He was just wondering, what kind of ruthless character emerged from the Sword Alliance, who could suppress the disciples of the Nangong family?
It was only at this moment that he was shocked to find that the other party was actually Qin Mo.
"So it's this kid?"
Nangong Jie smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Jie, don't underestimate this guy. Nangong Li just died in his hands."
Someone kindly reminded me.
"Haha, you probably don't know that not long ago, this kid was defeated by me. If Yu Tianzheng hadn't stepped forward, he would have been dead."
Nangong Jie shook his head, not taking Qin Mo seriously at all.
"Brother Jie is a genius who joined the dark web. In our Nangong family, he is also a high-ranking figure."
"Nangong Li loses, but that doesn't mean Brother Jie will lose too!"
"How can Nangong Li compare with Jie Ge?"
Many disciples praised Nangong Jie for a while.
In everyone's opinion, Nangong Jie's strength is far superior to Nangong Li.
After all, Nangongjie is a disciple of the dark web and has experienced hundreds of battles.
What's more, Qin Mo is still his defeated general.
No matter from which level you look at it, Nangong Jie is enough to crush Qin Mo.
In this battle, the Nangong family must win back a victory.
"Everyone, watch my performance."
Nangong Jie smiled and was full of confidence.
He put his hands on his back and walked slowly to the chain bridge, looking very calm.
"It's you?"
Qin Mo frowned, his expression grim.
After he killed Nangong Jin and Nangong Li one after another, he originally wanted to give it up.
Unexpectedly, it was Nangong Jie who appeared this time.
This immediately aroused Qin Mo's fighting spirit.
Last time, he was slapped by Nangong Jie and almost died on the spot.
Today, he must take revenge.
This is the opportunity God gave him!
"Little beast, your body is quite strong, but you were able to jump to life so quickly after being hit by my thunder palm."
Nangong Jie squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Mo with some surprise.
If an average person is struck by Thunder Palm, they will not be able to get out of bed for at least three months.
But Qin Mo not only recovered, but he was still here to participate in the battle of Jiange, which was really shocking.
"It's a pity that I will always be your nemesis. No matter how much you jump, you won't be able to jump if you meet me."
Nangong Jie sneered while circulating Lei Yuan Qi.
There was a purple electric current flashing on his body, and the air seemed to become violent.
Seeing this scene, many foreign disciples turned pale.
Nangong Jie is so powerful that he can be possessed by thunder and lightning and cannot be invaded by demons.
Besides.
Qin Mo fought twice in a row and suffered huge losses. How could he resist Nangong Jie?
Thinking of this, Yuan Jianyi and others all looked solemn.
"Nangongjie, I'm going to make a big gamble this time, how about three hours?"
Qin Mo was unmoved.
Instead, he was thinking about how to strive for greater benefits for the Sword Alliance.
"What?"
Nangong Jie was stunned.
He probably didn't expect that Qin Mo, a dying man, would still be thinking about this.
"Haha, you really don't know how to live or die. If you want to defeat me, you should practice for another hundred years."
Nangong Jie shook his head, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Don't talk about useless things. In one sentence, do you dare to bet?"
Qin Mo was in no mood to joke.
Seeing his serious look, Nangong Jie became even more angry.
Do you really think you can win against yourself?
"Okay! I'll bet you!"
As soon as Nangong Jie finished saying the word "gamble", there was a flower in front of him, and a black shadow came close to his face.
Is Qin Mo taking action now?
Lingyun Step, Shura Eye, and Nine Levels of Strength were used one after another.
As soon as Nangong Jie blinked, a fist like flowing fire burst through the air.
This punch is not only fast, but also unavoidable.
In actual combat, the skill Shura Eye is really popular.
Without warning, it can distort the void and restrain the enemy's movements.
No matter how powerful Nangong Jie is, he is still only at the seventh level of innateness. Once locked by the Shura Eye, it is impossible to escape.
boom--
Qin Mo punched Nangong Jie in the chest.
A blazing red light, like a volcanic eruption, illuminated the entire valley.
This time, Qin Mo transformed the Holy Spirit Root into the fire attribute, and then combined it with the Fire Spirit Root to push the power of the fire attribute to the extreme.
Over the sword pavilion, fire clouds were billowing.
A terrifying heat wave continued to surge towards the surrounding areas.
Many of the disciples watching the battle were burned by this heat wave.
"This even exceeds the limit of the first-grade fire spirit root, right? What kind of monster is this?"
Wang Qiuming was stunned.
It was broad daylight. Did you encounter a ghost?
Even if a fifth-level innate person explodes with all his power, it is impossible to achieve this effect.
This power obviously exceeds the limit of a first-grade fire spirit root.