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boom!

The fat woman screamed in pain and was kicked in the waist by Qin Mo. With an explosion of energy and blood, he kicked her forward with a strong force.

She turned around and glared at Qin Mo fiercely, screaming: "They are all evil people, damn murderers."

Click~~~~

There was a sound of bones breaking, and Qin Mo's kicks sounded almost in tandem. Qin Mo immediately looked to the other side. The middle-aged man punched Yang Ying, an oval-faced girl, in the cervical spine at the moment when his energy and blood exploded.

On the other hand, the strong energy and blood turned into the power of the fist. The latter had no time to react and his whole body collapsed from his seat.

"This blood!" Qin Mo's expression changed and he shouted: "Evil villains, don't let them succeed."

Qin Mo mobilized his energy and blood to burst out. With this sudden roar, the middle-aged man who was hiding his cultivation seemed to be stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted. His eyes became fanatical, not murderous, but fanatical, staring at Qin Mo.

Greedy desire emerged.

"You are dealing with the fat woman, they are in the same group." Qin Mo did not dare to turn his head distractedly, and directly turned his back to commanding Hong Meng and Cheng Xi.

Among these candidates, only three of them had entered a different dimension to participate in actual combat training and fought against demons. They could still calm down when encountering such a thing. The other freshmen had long been frightened when they saw this scene.

"Be careful, be careful with Qin Mo."

Growing up in Jincheng, they had never seen such a scene. At this moment, they witnessed Yang Ying being punched by a first-grade grandmaster and her cervical vertebra was broken. Her life or death was uncertain. Her hands and feet were cold, she could not speak smoothly, and her teeth were knotted and unable to open her mouth.

Other ordinary passengers were huddled on their chairs with their arms folded, wishing they could hide under the seats. No one could reach out to help them.

One look at them all scared them.

Cult!

There is no doubt that these two people are cultists.

Qin Mo didn't have time to worry about why the cultists were able to disguise themselves and board the high-speed train. From the fanatical and crazy eyes of the middle-aged man, he would not stop until he killed them.

"Hurry up and do good for the Lord!" The fat woman was instigating chaos at the side. As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Meng punched her in the face.

"I'm going to blame you for doing good deeds." Hong Meng, who was usually silent, said harsh words and dirty words.

The fat woman was startled, and quickly turned around and ran out of the car. As she ran, she shouted at the top of her lungs: "There is a bomb in the car. Run quickly, there is a bomb."

"Asshole." Sitting in his seat, Cheng Xi's face changed slightly when he heard the cult woman shouting.

Sure enough, chaos immediately broke out outside, everyone ran frantically towards the exit, and no one dared to come back and take a look.

Cheng Xi knew that no martial artist would be able to come to support him in a short period of time.

If the evil woman said that there were evil cult members in the carriage, bold and capable martial artists might rush in to support them, but she deliberately shouted that there was a bomb in the carriage and created panic.

Martial arts masters are also afraid of bombs.

Even the passengers waiting for other trains in the waiting room panicked and ran out. There were martial artists and police outside, and they couldn't get through the crowd of people.

Within a short period of time, it almost became an isolated island with no one to rescue it.

"Death!" The middle-aged man suddenly stepped on the aisle, his thin body burst out with strong pressure, and punched Qin Mo.

He had read the Lord's instructions before receiving the action plan and knew that Qin Mo was the most talented among the new students and the one who must be killed.

In fact, he just wanted to kill Qin Mo first. He was a first-grade grandmaster, and his energy and blood exploded instantly. If he attacked from behind, Qin Mo would definitely die.

But the middle-aged man didn't expect that when he arrived at the station, Qin Mo accidentally looked back.

That glance disrupted the middle-aged man's plan.

Raiding Yang Ying was his temporarily changed target.

"Qin Mo, be careful." When Cheng Xi saw the middle-aged man pass her and attack Qin Mo directly, her heart skipped a beat, and she gritted her teeth and rushed over to help.

Cheng Xi understood that it would be difficult for Qin Mo to resist the attack of a first-grade master.

A fake first-grade master is just as fake as an authentic first-grade master, but the real actual combat ability is far behind.

Not to mention other things, just transporting vitality and blood, tempering muscles, bones, and cortex are not on the same level, and the physical body can kill a fake first-grade person.

What's more, there are Yuan skills. A cult martial artist must be at least forty years old and can surpass a first-level master. Their talents are not much different. It is not uncommon to reach a high level in Yuan skills training.

"Get away!" Qin Mo pulled Cheng Xi away with a cold look on his face, showing no pity for her at all.

"You." Cheng Xi raised her eyebrows. Qin Mo almost pulled her arm out of joint just now.

I was kind enough to help you, but you scolded me and told me to go away.

"Be careful." After Hong Meng drove the woman away, he did not pursue the victory. He turned around and saw the scene where the cultists were about to kill Qin Mo.

The vitality surged and gathered crazily on the middle-aged man's fist. From the majestic vitality, he could feel that the cultist had used a killing move, at least a fourth-level vitality skill.

"Devil-killing fist!" the middle-aged man shouted violently, with blood all over his body. His right arm was like a dark iron rod, its muscles were black and shiny, and it was pounding towards Qin Mo's chest.

When Qin Mo pulled Cheng Xi to pause, the middle-aged man's fist was so close that there was no room for Qin Mo to dodge in the carriage.

He could only receive this punch forcefully.

Hula————

Qin Mo communicated with the book of vitality in the sea of ​​qi, and instantly mobilized the vitality to condense on his arm, and used his fingers to grab it. The light edge of the vitality was like a blade, and he grabbed the middle-aged man's fist from the front, capturing the dragon!

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"This is it!" Cheng Xi and Hong Meng were startled. They noticed that the amount of energy condensed on Qin Mo's arms was no less than the middle-aged man's energy skills.

Worse than that.

laugh----

The fists and claws collided, and first there was the sound of bones hitting each other.

The next second, in the surprised eyes of Cheng Xi and the middle-aged man, Qin Mo's fingers were pierced by the vitality winger, leaving five bloody holes in his fist.

For a moment, Qin Mo firmly held the right hand of the cult martial artist.

"What kind of elemental skill is this!" the middle-aged man cried out in pain. He expected to kill these imperial martial arts candidates, make great achievements in the sect, and be granted the opportunity to enter the holy realm.

I thought it would be easy for him, a first-grade grandmaster, to kill a group of new emperor warriors.

But he never expected that a freshman could break the fourth level of his Demon-Slaying Fist, leaving five bloody holes in his hands.

He is a cultist, not a robot, and he is afraid of pain.

It's not an ordinary pain, the nerves on the phalanges are the most sensitive to pain when the fingers are connected to the heart.

"Damn it." The middle-aged man ignored the blood on his fists and kicked Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's face was solemn and he did not dare to fight head-on. He quickly retracted his right hand, adjusted his posture and took two steps back to avoid the middle-aged martial artist's lower body and leg skills. He would definitely not be able to compete with the middle-aged man.

In the third stage of the Dragon Capture Hand, most of the vitality in his body was extracted.

Without hesitation, Qin Mo directly swallowed a vitality crystal, and the full and pure vitality exploded in his body, quickly replenishing the vitality drained from his cells.

Ding~~~~~~~~~

At this moment, an electronic alarm to close the door sounded on the loudspeaker in the car.

Seeing this, the middle-aged cultist turned around and ran away.

This is not the first time he has killed someone, and he will definitely die if he is caught.

"Work together to trap him!" Qin Mo shouted, rushed over first and kicked him.

The middle-aged man's fists were crippled by him and he could not use his vitality skills. He had some physical advantages against them. In the previous fight, Qin Mo had a deep understanding of the cultists' strength. This middle-aged man used his vitality to strengthen his body.

In body, it is even inferior to him.

Those who are higher than him only have the basic four items.

This is definitely not a first-grade grandmaster with a copper skin and iron bones.

"Hold him."

Qin Mo's roar, coupled with the fight just now, caused a social martial artist in the back row to react and quickly stood up to block the middle-aged man's escape route.

If Qin Mo couldn't be defeated and was killed by the cultists, they would definitely not dare to block the way.

The current situation is that the cultists were beaten and fled, and the onlookers immediately became bolder.

There is only one passage in the train. Blocking the passage is equivalent to blocking the middle-aged martial artist's only way to escape.

"Go away." The middle-aged man kicked the young man who was blocking the road, but the young man was not afraid and raised his right foot to kick him.

"You can beat a high school student and run away with your head covered. How can my martial arts instructor, 'Thunder Legs' Mao Kun, be afraid of you." The young martial arts master was full of confidence.

boom!

The two feet collided, and the young man was kicked away and fell three meters away.

The other passengers who were eager to try it were immediately dumbfounded when they saw it, their fists were broken, and it was so violent.

The passenger who was about to step forward to stop the middle-aged martial artist sat down again and quickly fastened his seat belt, then lay down and shivered.

However, in just a short while, Qin Mo, who had finished swallowing the vitality crystal, had already caught up with him.

"Everyone who is a cultist must be punished!"
To be continued...