Copy the heavens from the bad guys

Chapter 146 Chapter 145: The Battle of Xuanjian
"The frontal blade kills, the reverse blade suppresses the soul. Are you, Black and White Xuanjian?"

Qin Mo looked up at the man in black, and asked with a trembling tone.

"Black and white Xuan Jian, I am indeed called this name now." Xuan Jian sneered, since he joined the trap, he had already discarded his original name, and black and white Xuan Jian was his only name.

After knowing Xuan Jian's identity, Qin Mo probably guessed who the person who sent him was, and it must be the trap.

"Luo Wang's espionage capabilities are really terrifying. It seems that they have already found out what I did, and they found out my location after only one day. It's really scary."

Qin Mo was secretly startled by Luo Wang's ability. It was hard for him to imagine how they found out the whole story and found themselves in this ancient time when there was no technological power.

At the same time, Qin Mo became worried about Xue Nu's safety. If they could find him so easily, it might not be impossible to find Xue Nu.

It's just that Qin Mo doesn't know that Luo Wang is not as magical as he imagined. The fundamental reason why he was exposed so early is because there is a young man in this world who is as open-minded as him and witnessed him killing those Luo Wang assassins. The whole process.

As for being able to find his location, it was because he was targeted by snares on the way to escape. Since Chuan Yuezhe sent Qin Mo's photo, all the snares near Xianyang City have already captured his The appearance is deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Since you have already guessed my identity, then you should know your fate, the snares have never left anyone alive!"

Xuan Jian carried the white sword on his shoulder, and pointed the black sword at the top of Qin Mo's head quietly, and said in a tone full of killing intent.

"Heh, you want my life? I, Qin Mo, am not a persimmon."

Qin Mo sneered, his eyes widened instantly, and a flash of lightning flashed in his pupils.

"Thunder Palm!"

Qin Mo yelled, his whole body bounced off the ground and leaped into the air, a cloud of purple thunder force instantly condensed on his right palm, and slapped Xuan Jian hard on the chest.

"Humph! A little trick of carving insects."

Xuan Jian snorted disdainfully, quickly moved the white sword in his left hand to his chest, at the same time withdrew the black sword in his right hand, and stabbed obliquely towards Qin Mo who was in mid-air.

"Pfft!"

Qin Mo didn't dodge, let the black sword stab at his chest, then firmly held the black sword with his left hand to prevent it from moving forward, at the same time withdrew his right palm, and turned to sweep Xuan Jian's left cheek with a horizontal kick .

"Boom~~"

After all, Xuan Jian had been on the battlefield for a long time and had rich combat experience. Seeing Qin Mo change the way of attack, his left hand holding the white sword immediately raised up, reaching Qin Mo's right leg, making his attack ineffective.

Qin Mo was in mid-air with nowhere to draw his strength, and his right leg soon became weak. After falling from mid-air, he took two consecutive steps back with the drawn black sword, leaving only a three-inch long wound in his desperate effort. Blood was coming out.

In less than a minute, the two confrontations with Xuan Jian ended with Qin Mo being injured.

"The strength of Black and White Xuanjian is too terrifying. It is indeed a terrifying opponent that needs the joint efforts of two Guigu disciples to defeat. The chief commander of the Yinyang family just now is a SHI compared to him."

Qin Mo was surprised by Xuan Jian's strength, and at the same time, he was frantically using his brain to think about the strategy to defeat the enemy.

But even though Qin Mo wanted to blow his head, he didn't think of any good way. He couldn't compare with Xuan Jian in terms of physical strength, and he couldn't compare with combat experience. As for escaping, with his current state, I'm afraid He would be hacked to death by Xuan Jian from behind before he ran very far, it seemed that no matter how he thought about it, he was going to die.

"Fuck! If you die, just die. Anyway, I will be resurrected, but before I die, I have to bite off a few pieces of flesh from him. I want to see who hurts more!"

Qin Mo is also a ruthless person, since he is dead before and after, let alone have any scruples, if he trades his life for Xuan Jian's injuries, he will surely make money!

"Ah ah!"

Qin Mo yelled, and activated all the martial arts and martial arts that he had mastered that could be used, and rushed towards Xuan Jian with a completely reckless appearance.

"Five Lightning Killing Immortal Fist!"

Qin Mo's body was like a gust of wind, with thunder in his hand, his fists slammed into Xuan Jian's chest, forcing him to take several steps back.

Xuan Jian never thought that Qin Mo would suddenly change his tactics and start this kind of desperate play, and he was caught off guard, but he was rich in combat experience after all, and it was impossible for Qin Mo to take advantage of it. The sword swung quickly, leaving several scars on Qin Mo's shoulders, arms, and ribs.

"Dengdengdeng."

"puff!"

Xuan Jian retreated three steps in a row, his heart felt oppressed, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. At this point in the battle, he was finally injured.

Xuan Jian's blood seemed to arouse Qin Mo's inner ferocity even more, his eyes turned red, and the smile on his face became more ferocious and terrifying.

"I just like this kind of fist-to-flesh fight!"

Qin Mo grinned grimly, stepped on the ground hard with his feet, and rushed forward again.

This time Xuan Jian was ready, with the white sword crossed across his chest, and the black sword stabbing forward, if Qin Mo wanted to get close, he had to be hit by the sword first.

"If he still wants to die, he will definitely dodge, and the position where he dodges will definitely be on my left side!"

Relying on his rich combat experience, Xuan Jian began to calculate Qin Mo's future route, and at the same time began to make preparations for the second move.

It's a pity that what happened next was far beyond Xuan Jian's expectations. Qin Mo didn't dodge his black sword as he imagined, but went straight to meet him, even though the black sword pierced his stomach , and then raised his right fist high, and slammed it hard at his head.

"boom!"

A punch with a strong electric current precisely hit Xuan Jian's temple, causing his brain to become extremely heavy in an instant, and he almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand.

Vigorously shaking his head, Xuan Jian regained his sanity, only to see Qin Mo, who had a hideous look on his face, throwing his high-raised fist at him again.

Xuan Jian's heart froze, and he drew out the black sword quickly, and at the same time swung the white sword, slashing at Qin Mo's wrist.

"Crack!"

The white sword was so sharp that it directly cut off half of Qin Mo's right wrist bone, and then it was tightly stuck inside. Qin Mo's forehead bulged, and he clenched his teeth. Enduring the severe pain all over his body, he lifted up With his right foot, he aimed at Xuan Jian's stomach and kicked hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qin Mo kicked several times in succession, even though he would feel severe pain every time he kicked forward, but he was still not the slightest bit soft, he had made up his mind to leave as much injury as possible to Xuan Jian before he died.

"madman!"

Xuan Jian cursed loudly, and suddenly raised the black sword, and swung it down towards Qin Mo's right thigh, as if he wanted to cut off his thigh directly from the root.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing that the black sword was about to cut off Qin Mo's thigh, a black shadow suddenly flew over and knocked Xuan Jian's black sword to the side. It just left a deep and visible scar on Qin Mo's thigh.

Xuan Jian turned his head to look at the black shadow who blocked him just now, and his expression changed slightly. The black shadow turned out to be the black knife that was kicked out by him before, and at this time, the black knife was in the hands of no one. Floating in mid-air.

"What the hell?"

"Hehe, that's right, it's a ghost."

Qin Mo gave a sinister smile, and completely gave the control of the Demon Saber Thousand Blades to the evil spirit inside, letting it interfere with Xuan Jian around, while he launched endless attacks on him.

(End of this chapter)