295 Corpse
The leader never expected to lose so many brothers in a trip to rob a demon crystal.
This was just a team composed of a martial artist and a magic sound master. The leader didn't take it seriously at all. Who would have thought that the 'Falcon' team that they had hijacked hundreds of times in the 'bloody' space would actually be in Qin Mo's hands.
There were heavy casualties.
Even if Qin Mo is killed, their 'Eagle Falcon' team will have to recruit new troops.
Heavy losses, indeed heavy losses.
The leader's eyes were fixed on Qin Mo like a hawk, and the movements of his hands were ghostly and fast. He could see that Qin Mo's sword skills were average, at most, they were yellow-level mid-level Yuan skills, and he purely used speed and strength to kill.
Five team members.
Still with the help of the magic sound master.
"There are no subtle Yuan skills. With the magic sound piercing your ears, even if your heart is injured, you have to kill the martial artist first. Once the martial artist dies, the magic sound master is at our disposal." The leader glanced at Jiang Xiaohuang's exquisite body.
No woman has touched this demonic space for months.
Tsk~~~~
The ghost-headed sword gusted with gloomy wind, and even the vitality was filled with black mist, slashing towards Qin Mo's spine.
This sword is so majestic in vitality and exquisite in sword technique that it cannot be broken by sheer strength and speed.
He is also at the peak of the second level, and in terms of strength and speed, he is not weaker than Qin Mo.
"Well done." Qin Mo shouted loudly, communicating with the book of vitality in the body, and the secrets of Dugu Nine Swords penetrated his mind. Then he looked at the leader Guitou's sword technique, and he instantly had a sword move in his mind. The sword's edge was like a shadow, and the cold light shone.
His feet shook, and the moment he stood firm, the sword weapon in his hand collided with the Ghost Head Sword.
Keng————
The sound of the impact was sonorous and powerful. Qin Mo showed an evil smile on his lips, raised his arm with the force, and the sword blade disappeared from the leader's eyes.
Chi chi chi————
The next second, there was a vibration on the arm, and the tip of Qin Mo's sword actually crossed the blade of his ghost-headed sword. A strong pressure spread from the wrist to the arm, and then to the arm...
"not good."
The leader let out a low cry, but it was too late. Qin Mo's sword appeared in his field of vision from bottom to top, filled with strong blood energy. At the same time, there was also a flying arm.
Blood!
Immediately afterwards, a painful groan came from the leader's nasal cavity, which was his arm.
The thick arm, along with the ghost-headed sword, fell to the ground, causing dust to fly and crash to the ground.
It was so fast that the leader originally thought that Qin Mo's move was an ordinary block. However, at the moment of blocking, Qin Mo suddenly changed his move and controlled the sword weapon with his arm to slide from the ghost head's blade and cut off his right arm.
Swordsmanship.
Is it definitely a swordsmanship whose quality far exceeds his swordsmanship, Xuan level, or Earth level?
The leader had no time to think. Qin Mo's cold and biting sword light had struck again, leaving him no time to think.
Buzz————
At the same time, the suppressed sound of the flute and the blue sea tide once again aroused his Qi and blood. It had not been suppressed before. Under the accumulated magic sound of many notes, the leader felt that his organs were about to explode, his meridians were boiling, and the Qi in his body was
The blood burned his whole body like boiling water.
"Boss, let's go!"
At this moment, two figures stood between Qin Mo and the leader.
Chi————
Qin Mo's speed did not slow down, his eyes were fierce, the Dugu Nine Swords were moving, and the sword weapon was tilted upwards. Before the martial artist had time to take action, the sword weapon had already penetrated his chest, "Pfft~~" The blood was stimulated by the sound of the flute.
It explodes and kills one with one slash in an instant.
"Bang!" At the same time, Qin Mo kicked another martial artist with his right leg.
If Jiang Xiaohuang's Bihai Chao Shengqu hadn't been assisting in the attack, Qin Mo might have had some trouble dealing with these eight people. After all, the martial artist was not a demon, but also practiced body and elemental skills.
But after being suppressed by Jiang Xiaohuang's Blue Sea Tide Song, Qin Mo barely put any effort into dealing with these people.
The two corpses fell from mid-air, and the whole process took less than three seconds.
But at this moment, Qin Mo's movements were interrupted, and the leader quickly reacted, suddenly stepped on his feet, and ran towards the supply station.
The stones on the ground were all shattered, and he had no intention of hijacking Qin Mo's demon crystal again.
"When I escape from the demon space, I will definitely return to the city and never enter the demon space again."
Even though he had a lot of lives in his hands, the leader was still afraid when it was his turn to die in the demon dimension.
As long as he can escape, he never wants to step into the "bloody" space again.
"Can you run?" Qin Mo's eyes were like lightning, his figure was galloping, his speed was much faster due to his quick steps, and he was chasing behind the leader in a blink of an eye.
The head with broken arms felt the blood behind him, turned his head and said, "No! Don't kill me..."
puff----
Qin Mo's sword weapon penetrated directly through the leader's chest. The long sword blade penetrated the head jumping in the air like a skewer. His legs were still running wildly, but his upper body was not moving at any speed. Gradually, the leader's pupils were filled with tears.
The light went out and the movements of the legs gradually slowed down.
boom!
It wasn't until Qin Mo threw down the leader's body that Blessing came back to his senses.
He looked at Jiang Xiaohuang enviously, yes.
Qin Mo's blessing of strength has been seen before, he is a peak second-grade martial artist, both in terms of energy and combat experience.
But blessing has seen too many powerful martial arts masters, and it is enough for blessing to be surprised that Qin Mo can reach this level at his age.
The more you see, the turmoil in your heart gradually subsides.
The only battle song was Jiang Xiaohuang's, last time it was the sound of the piano, this time it was the music of the flute. If it weren't for Jiang Xiaohuang's assistance, Qin Mo would never be able to deal with the eight martial arts masters, even if Qin Mo's Yuan skills were of high quality.
Similarly, Qin Mo couldn't deal with twenty ghost-faced apes.
The magic sound master's own strength may not be that abnormal, but when combined with the martial arts master, it can definitely produce a huge power that expands geometrically.
The Magic Sound Master is truly a rare treasure.
On the battlefield, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
Jiang Xiaohuang put away the bone flute and touched the sweat on his forehead. The blue sea tide sang. The number of martial arts masters he could control was limited. With Jiang Xiaohuang's strength, he could control three at once without affecting his power.
A famous martial artist is the limit.
Playing continuously for such a long time, the energy and mental consumption almost exceeded Jiang Xiaohuang's limit.
Seeing Jiang Xiaohuang's pale face, Qin Mo took out two second-grade demon crystals, one vitality crystal and one spiritual crystal from the cloth bag and handed them to Jiang Xiaohuang.
Qin Mo warned: "Swallow these two demon crystals and wait until the condition recovers before we set off."
Jiang Xiaohuang was not polite to Qin Mo, nodded, swallowed the two demon crystals, and began to recover.
Qin Mo inserted the Sword Demon Armor into the scabbard and said to Zhu Blessing: "Old Zhu, please help Jiang Xiaohuang be on guard."
Then, Qin Mo looked at the corpses on the ground. He noticed right after the battle that these martial artists also had bags containing demon crystals.
Chapter completed!