"Oh my god, is what Uncle Qin Mo said is true? Can he really see through the weaknesses of other people's martial arts at a glance?"

"That is the Dragon Martial Spirit? How high is the martial spirit level of Master Qin Mo!"

"The mad snake devouring the tiger displayed by Uncle Qin Mo far surpasses that of Senior Brother Tong Zheng, and the same trick is so much stronger than Senior Brother Tong Zheng!"

All the disciples looked at Qin Mo with a trace of respect. No matter how shameless Qin Mo was, Qin Mo's strength, as well as his vision and strength, were indeed admirable.

Not only can you see the weakness of the opponent's martial arts at a glance, but you can also easily use the martial arts that the opponent has been able to cultivate for a long time. That's all, Qin Mo's martial arts spirit is too bad, the dragon martial arts spirit should be at least eight. Martial spirits above level, it's no wonder Qin Mo has not used martial arts. He is obviously a martial arts master, so why does he need to use martial arts?

After everyone saw Qin Mo repulsed Tong Zheng, he looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, with a look of loneliness on his face, yes, invincible, that's so lonely!

Everyone glanced at Qin Mo, then looked at Tong Zheng, and looked at Tong Zheng's eyes with pity. Who told you to provoke this demon uncle?

"I won't lose to you!" How could Tong Zheng endure these people's gazes, he rushed towards Qin Mo, this time Tong Zheng stopped using fancy tricks, he wanted to fight Qin Mo directly .

The surging vitality is injected into the silver spear, if Qin Mo meets it with a long spear, it is obvious that Qin Mo is revealing its shortness, and the vitality collides, how can Qin Mo win, Qin Mo's soles of feet are on the ground. The body retreated like a swallow.

"Tong Zheng, if you use a spear to fight you, it's just bullying you, I'll use some more ordinary weapons!" Qin Mo said, only to see a profound heavy ruler appearing on his palm.

When everyone saw it, the corners of their mouths twitched fiercely, Nima, is this still an ordinary weapon?

Among the people present, there was still one person who could recognize that Qin Mo used this weapon to easily defeat Zhang Ziqi!

Sure enough, only a flame had appeared on the profound ruler at this time.

"Come on with me, Yanfen eats the wave ruler!" After Qin Mo finished speaking, the Xuanzhong ruler slammed down in front of him, and a wave of fire instantly blasted towards Tong Zheng in front of him.

The time wasted here for too long, Qin Mo didn't bother to entangle with Tong Zheng anymore, it was time to solve him!

"What!" Tong Zheng's expression changed drastically. He originally thought that Qin Mo's most powerful thing was to use a spear, but now he discovered that Qin Mo's move was not much stronger than that crazy snake devouring the tiger. One trick directly blasted Tong Zheng and the ground around him to smash at the same time.

Tong Zheng's whole body was blasted into the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up, but he could not even stand up, but in Tong Zheng's eyes, it was full of vicious colors.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully performing a fierce face slap. This is the fifth time that the face has been slapped for the same object, and the number of slaps points has become five times the original, 650!"

"Brother Tong Zheng lost! I didn't expect that even Senior Brother Tong Zheng would lose to him!"

"Uncle Qin Mo just now what kind of martial skill is that trick, how can it be so powerful?"

"It's no wonder that even the Sect Master also likes Uncle Qin Mo. With Uncle Qin Mo's talent and strength, he can indeed become our uncle!"

The Lingyun Sect disciples thought in their hearts, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Why? Are you still not convinced?" Qin Mo approached Tong Zheng with a cruel smile on his face, "Even if you are not convinced, you have already lost to me!"