Sword Emperor Zhuxian

Chapter 171 One Thousand Points

As Qin Mo swung his sword, the endless sword energy that contained terrifying power immediately rushed towards the bandits of the Blood Fiend Group.

"what……"

In the next moment, accompanied by screams one after another, those ordinary thieves who were cultivated in the Tiangang realm, as well as those grand master thieves who had only cultivated from the first level to the third level of the Wuzong realm, were all wiped out in an instant.

Almost in an instant, their bodies were completely torn into pieces by the sword energy, and their flesh and blood spilled all over the ground.

"Amazing!"

All the spectators around couldn't help showing expressions of shock when they saw this scene.

Immediately afterwards, in their horrified eyes, a huge gray sword shadow instantly condensed and descended from the sky.

"Not good, this person's strength is far beyond the third level of Martial Ancestor Realm, everyone retreat quickly."

A grandmaster bandit at the sixth level of the Martial Ancestry Realm felt the terrifying power contained in the gray sword shadow, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted at the surviving bandits.

Afterwards, his figure suddenly retreated violently.

In fact, even without his reminder, the other thieves all retreated crazily with their faces changing drastically.

However, it was too late.

Before their bodies could really retreat, the gray sword shadow had already landed on them, finally completely engulfing their entire bodies.

It turned out that there were no surprises, including the master who had cultivated at the sixth level of the Martial Ancestor Realm, all the bandits of the Blood Fiend were beheaded by Qin Mo's sword.

Of course, Cao Lin and Zhao Xiong, without exception, had already fallen into a pool of blood.

"It's unbelievable that only the third level of the Martial Ancestor Realm possesses such terrifying strength."

"Especially his sword, it's really terrifying, I'm afraid even if I wait, I can't take it at all."

"Such a terrifying sword, it is estimated that only a great master can resist it."

After a long time, everyone recovered from the scene just now, and each of them exclaimed with expressions of disbelief.

They originally thought that facing the siege and killing of more than 200 blood fiend bandits, Qin Mo must have a dead end and would not have any resistance at all.

However, they never imagined that Qin Mo, who was only at the third stage of the Wuzong Realm, would have such terrifying real strength. He not only killed the ordinary thieves who were cultivated at the Tiangang Realm, but also those who were lesser than the Grandmaster thieves with a single sword. , and even the grand master of the sixth level of Wu Zongjing was beheaded by him with a single sword, which is really terrible.

"This……"

The one-eyed mad dragon Song Boyu, the head of the blood fiend group, stood there in disbelief at this moment.

In just a split second, his entire blood fiend group, more than 230 people, was slaughtered by the opponent with a single sword?
"Now, it's your turn."

Qin Mo's eyes fell on Song Boyu, and he slowly uttered a cold voice.

"I want your life!"

Song Boyu, who came back to his senses, was furious immediately, shouted violently at Qin Mo, and then rushed out suddenly, madly killing him.

At this moment, in his heart, it can be said that he regrets too much. If he had known the opponent's strength was so strong, he would have personally killed him. But now because he underestimated the opponent, the entire blood evil group has almost been wiped out .

In an instant, Song Boyu came in front of Qin Mo, and immediately slapped him hard.

"boom……"

The space trembled, and the power of Song Boyu's palm seemed to be able to destroy everything.

Wherever his palm passed, the space cracked inch by inch, and even the ground below was cracked like a spider web.

It can be seen that this palm of his has completely exploded the strength of his great master.

It stands to reason that Song Boyu's palm is enough to kill any martial artist below a grand master, even if it is a master at the peak level of the sixth level of the Martial Ancestry Realm, if he is hit by this palm, he may not be able to survive intact. What's more, it's a master with a triple cultivation base in Wu Zongjing.

However, how could Qin Mo be a grandmaster of the third stage of the general Martial Ancestry Realm? His true strength was already comparable to or even surpassed that of Song Boyu, a great grandmaster who had just broken through.

Without any hesitation, he swung his sword directly and greeted Song Boyu.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Qin Mo's Moon White Ancient Sword collided with Song Boyu's palm in an instant.

"what!"

The next moment, Song Boyu's screams were heard, and his entire palm was completely cut off and fell to the ground.

"How is this possible... My palms are comparable to a real king's weapon. Even if the Yuebai ancient sword in your hand is also a king's weapon, it is impossible to hurt my palm."

Song Boyu's face was pale, and his body was trembling. He fixed his eyes on Qin Mo, and said in a trembling voice.

"Don't say it's your palm, even if it cuts you off, there won't be any problem."

Qin Mo smiled indifferently when he heard the words, and said.

How could his Yuebai ancient sword be comparable to a mere king's weapon? Even if it is an ordinary Taoist weapon, it is far inferior to the Yuebai ancient sword in terms of sharpness.

If Song Boyu relied on the cultivation strength of the great master to deal with him, maybe he might not be able to hurt him so easily.

It's just that this guy was too confident in his palm, and dared to head-to-head with his Moon White Ancient Sword, which was naturally the result.

After finishing speaking, Qin Mo stopped talking nonsense with the other party, and directly cut out the ancient Yuebai sword.

"No...don't kill me...I am willing to surrender to you..."

Facing Qin Mo's sure-killing sword, Song Boyu felt the threat of death, and immediately dared not hesitate, begging for mercy.

If it were someone else, facing the surrender of the great master, he would definitely agree without hesitation.

However, Qin Mo didn't care at all, not to mention that Song Boyu was just a grand master who had just broken through, even a top-level grand master, or even a half-step venerable, he would not be tempted at all.

He already has a entourage at the level of an unrivaled demon emperor, and even a real dragon pet, how can he take another great master who he can easily kill as his entourage.

"laugh!"

With a soft sound, a bright sword light descended from the sky and landed on Song Boyu in an instant.

Song Boyu, who was not Qin Mo's opponent in the first place, could no longer even dodge Qin Mo's attack after one of his palms was severed.

Just before he could let out a shrill scream, his throat was sealed with a sword, and he fell to the ground, dying of breath.

"Now, I should be considered to have wiped out the entire blood fiend group, and I have obtained a thousand points."

After Qin Mo collected all the armbands of the members of the blood fiend group, he thought to himself with a faint smile in his eyes.

With this thousand points, although it may not be possible to enter the top ten 100%, it also has the advantage over most people.

Ignoring the gazes of the people around him, Qin Mo directly lifted his steps and walked towards the distance.

(End of this chapter)