After Lu Yinghua heard Qin Mo's request, he wondered for a moment whether something was wrong with his cousin's mind.

"Yinghua, I'm going to challenge your master."

Who is Lu Yinghua's master?

The leader of the holy religion of the five prisons, the one who is at the pinnacle of martial arts, the one who is invincible and seeks to be defeated.

The most important thing is that she is a godslayer who killed the gods and usurped the power of the gods two hundred years ago.

When the "God of Disobedience" was wreaking havoc on the ground, if someone received three or four superimposed blessings of miraculous luck, it might be possible to kill the gods.

And the person who accomplished the terrible feat of slaying the gods is called Campione the Godslayer.

Campione is king.

They were able to slaughter the gods in the sky, and seize and use the supreme power.

Compione is the overlord.

They can seize the power of God and exert it to dominate anyone on the earth.

Compione is the devil.

No one living on earth can resist his power.

For a mortal to actually challenge the Godslayer, this is simply asking for death.

Lu Yinghua knew that his cousin Qin Mo was a well-known swordsman, but he would be laughed at if he challenged Compione with this strength.

During the ten years spent with his master, he already knew quite a lot about Godslayer.

From the moment he slays the gods, Compione has become something extraordinary.

Even the weakest Compione is much stronger than a human.

Skills and incantations, tricks and traps, these things are completely ineffective for godslayers.

No matter how talented they are, no matter how many years of cultivation they have experienced, they are completely no match for them, so they are called kings.

Not to mention, even among the current six godslayers, his master is the most vicious person comparable to the Marquis of Vauban in Eastern Europe.

He remembered that he had a good relationship with this cousin when he was very young, and he didn't want Qin Mo to just die like this.

Moreover, Lu Yinghua didn't dare to call him master casually.

It made his master unhappy, and what awaited him was a fat beating.

"Yinghua, if you don't agree, I can only go to Lushan Mountain, and your master will have to do whatever he wants."

Qin Mo calmly said something that was terrifying to Lu Yinghua.

"Cousin, just stop!"

Lu Yinghua showed a look of helplessness against you.

"Borrow your practice room."

So Qin Mo and Lu Yinghua walked out of the study and headed towards the practice room.

Qin Mo's home is a mansion, and every time the main god arranges his status, he always takes care of his family in such matters.

Every time he arrives at the mission world, Qin Mo basically doesn't worry about money.

After bypassing two corridors, the two finally reached their destination.

"Cousin, watch carefully."

Lu Yinghua took out a few coins from his pocket, put them on the palm of his left hand, and flicked his right index finger lightly.

The coins flew out one by one at a very high speed, shooting towards the sandbag hanging in mid-air like bullets.

"Boom-boom-boom..."

Accompanied by a series of sounds, the sandbags exploded one after another.

Lu Yinghua folded his hands and looked at Qin Mo with a smile.

"How is it? Cousin, this is my supernatural power."

He, Lu Yinghua, still has some confidence in his martial arts, if only he can make Qin Mo retreat in the face of difficulties.

How about what?

Your flick of the finger is too frustrating!The posture is weak!

But Qin Mo also roughly understood the purpose of Lu Yinghua.

"Clap!"

Qin Mo clapped his hands expressionlessly.

"awesome."

"So cousin, you may not be able to beat me, let alone my master." Lu Yinghua advised Qin Mo earnestly.

"Oh? Yinghua, do you think so?"

As Qin Mo said so, his eyes met Lu Yinghua's.

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