Dongfang Mo naturally understood the intentions of these three old guys who were already wise, but he didn't even mean to be nervous.

Dai Yurou, who was anxious, couldn't understand where Dongfang Mo's calmness came from, but Dongfang Mo's next sentence calmed her a little.

Dongfang Mo took two steps forward: "In fact, using strength to solve the problem is the easiest way. Then after I compete with Qin Sichen, if I kill Qin Sichen again and someone comes to the Qin family, wouldn't it be endless?"

Dongfang Mo's assumption made everyone think that this kid was always dreaming. This is simply a dream talk. The cultivation level of the fifth level of the first martial arts is so dare to say such an assumption.

Qin Sichen was so happy that he pointed to Dongfang Mo and said, "Dongfang Mo, you are dreaming. You want to defeat me, for the next life."

Dongfang Mo didn't care about Qin Sichen's sarcasm: "There is no competition yet, how do you know?"

"Okay, okay, Dongfang Mo, I really admire your mouth. In this way, I, Qin Sichen, bet with you once here, we will fight alone, just one game, life and death game, after this game, you will have no grudges with my Qin family, how about it?" Qin Sichen pointed at Dongfang Mo and asked, for fear that Dongfang Mo would retreat.

Everyone's eyes were on Dongfang Mo, and they were also puzzled. If Dongfang Mo responded, it would be a death. But to their surprise, Dongfang Mo didn't even hesitate: "Okay, very good, you and I will swear to the swearing of high-highs. If the city lord and senior Mo Hanyu testified, no one can regret it."

Faced with this bet, even Qin Mingqi had nothing to say. His son was absolutely dominant.

"It's getting late, so let's start." Dongfang Mo seemed to be more anxious than Qin Sichen

"Since you think you have a long life, I'll send you on the way." Qin Sichen instantly exuded his own pressure as before.

This time, Dongfang Mo would not have suffered as much as before, and would never have been caught off guard until he was suppressed. A larger power of spiritual consciousness had already condensed into a forbidden formation. This time, the forbidden formation was many times stronger than the formation set up in a hasty way just now.

Qin Sichen's pressure did not make Dongfang Mo unable to move, and Dongfang Mo would never give Qin Sichen time to attack him, surging the spiritual energy in his dantian. This time, this spiritual energy completely aroused the manic power that was sleeping in his bloodline.

"Roar" Dongfang Mo didn't control the power that he could only feel. Facing Qin Sichen's pressure, Dongfang Mo's hands straight forward. In the face of absolute power, any technique was the same. Dongfang Mo was just like this, just simply using the simplest technique he had learned in the Sword Sect, the Thunder Palm, and that powerful force suddenly surged out of the palms of his palms.

At this moment, Qin Sichen had raised his mouth slightly, imagining that he would slap this oriental ink into a mud with a palm.

But what he could not imagine was that his pressure was suddenly swept back by some force.

What's going on

Qin Sichen glared and saw that Dongfang Mo's long gown had already bulged. It was not only a kind of wind, as if it was filled with wind brought by some force.

Suddenly, a thick spiritual energy visible to the naked eye formed palm shadows, and the crackling and deafening sound of lightning flashed out from Dongfang Mo's palm. At the same time, Dongfang Mo's upper clothes had completely broken open, and the muscles on his body were bulging, and a devastating pressure spread out of the big acupoints around him.

What kind of power is this? Is this Dongfang Mo practicing evil skills? This is Qin Sichen's first idea?

Qin Sichen's palm did not use all his strength. When the power radiated from the Dongfang Mo's palm touched Qin Sichen's palm, Qin Sichen did not get any benefits. After the collision, he actually took more than ten steps back before he stood still.

This change was just a blink of an eye, but it was something that no one could imagine. It can be seen that Dongfang Mo was not just joking or talking in a sleep. He actually had such a trump card that he could actually fight against Qin Sichen, who had a first-class original intention.

Although Qin Sichen's original intention is only at the first level, it is separated from one realm, and the power condensed by the spiritual energy in his body is completely different from the same level.

But immediately, Qin Sichen also came back to Shen'er, kept offering sacrifices and whipped out a silver whip from his waist: "Since you don't care about your body and use such evil skills, then I'll see how long your technique can last."

Whether it is forbidden medicine or evil skills, there is a time limit. The difference is that forbidden medicine only backfires on the person who eats it afterwards, but evil skills are much more domineering than forbidden medicine. Although evil skills have irresistible attack power, they are exchanged for the life of the cultivator. Therefore, ordinary practitioners will not be confused to touch the evil skills for a little attack power.

When Dongfang Mo's power to destroy the world was released, not only Qin Sichen thought so, but even Dai Yurou and others thought so. But only Dai Yurou looked at Dongfang Mo with a very worried look, clenching his fists unnaturally.

Qin Sichen immediately calmed down his mind. After all, Dongfang Mo was only at the fifth level of the first martial arts. Even if he was possessed with evil skills, it was related to his own cultivation. He was the original intention, and his confidence was not a little bit.

"Since ancient times, evil cannot defeat righteousness, my divine dragon will destroy your evil skills." Qin Sichen gritted his teeth. This long whip is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it is the best among medium-grade spiritual weapons, comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon, so this is not comparable to that of Qin Dong's axe just now.

After the long whip, a series of murderous auras rushed towards Dongfang Mo. This attack carried countless sharp auras, all swept towards Dongfang Mo. At this moment, Dongfang Mo endured the invasion of this force on the Dantian, recited the mantra silently, and sacrificed the jade invisible.

As long as the other party shows his weapon, Dongfang Mo never cares. Their weapons are absolutely impossible to do anything to Yu Wuyin.

After a whip flower was invisibly blocked by jade, Qin Sichen did not surprise him. It was just a test.

"Qin's Seven Whip" shouted loudly, and Qin Sichen waved seven times in a row with invisible degree from the naked eye. "Shit, hesitation" seven consecutive sharp attacks turned into strings of afterimages attacked Dongfang Mo in front of him.

Although Qin Sichen said that he wanted to teach Dongfang Mo a lesson and did not take Dongfang Mo seriously, his subordinates could not pay attention to what Dongfang Mo was paying attention to, because he had already used his own tricks, Qin's ancestral whip technique

Although Dongfang Mo used the blood power that was not completely controlled by him, he felt pressure from Qin Sichen, who had his first aspiration. Facing the seven sharp attacks, Dongfang Mo also roared: "Thousands of hands are gone, break it for me."

In an instant, seven swords appeared behind Dongfang Mo, all of which were transformed by jade invisible. Each sword was connected by an extremely thin silk thread. The jade invisible, which was originally one, turned into seven swords, each becoming one.

"This" Everyone looked at Dongfang Mo in surprise and seemed to have seven hands behind him. "Why doesn't this Dongfang Mo seem to be an evil skill, but this power is a bit powerful." Liu Dongfeng, who has been paying attention to every change on the battlefield, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

At this moment, only Dai Yurou really breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Dongfang Mo only needed a gap time to allow him to use Thousand Hands Without Trace to compete with Qin Sichen. However, Dai Yurou knew very well how huge the energy this Thousand Hands Without Trace to be needed. Just now, when Dongfang Mo showed herself the level of the momentum, she knew very well. She just didn't expect that Dongfang Mo could use Thousand Hands Without Trace to this level.

Dai Yurou only sighed in her heart. The reason why Dongfang Mo was able to say such words was because he had such confidence and had already thought of a way to win.

Seven times in a row, I asked Cangqiong how much spiritual energy it would cost him. The consumption of this spiritual energy was absolutely amazing, but Dongfang Mo didn't care.

The fierce attacks of both sides immediately met, and even this void was shaken violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"So powerful" everyone onlookers couldn't help but retreat. They thought that only the master of Ning Xuanjing would shatter the void when he got the mystery of Xuan power, but unexpectedly, these two people could make such a big noise.

After a moment, Qin Sichen widened his eyes in surprise and couldn't speak, because he had tried his best to produce the seven whip of the ancestral Qin family. The attack of the seven whip technique could not resist Dongfang Mo's sword technique. Previously, Qin Sichen could see clearly the sword technique that Dongfang Mo killed Qin Dong, but he could realize that Dongfang Mo used this move to a lot. Although he could barely use it again, the power would definitely be greatly reduced.

Therefore, Qin Sichen is full of confidence in his seven whip techniques

But what he could never imagine was that Dongfang Mo not only used the sword again, but also used it seven times in a row. More importantly, this time, every sword used it was more sharp than before.
Chapter completed!