He had always admired his grandson, but he didn't expect that he would be disappointed today.

No matter how strong Qin Mo's sword intent is, it is only at the innate level.

And you, Nangong Lie, are a Tongxuan monk.

Even if it is not as strong as the sword, it is enough to kill the opponent with magic power.

But Nangong Lie was confused and a little at a loss.

It wasn't until Nangong Ye's violent roar that he was completely awakened.

"I was really confused for a moment. Why should I compete with swordsmanship to deal with this kind of trash?"

Nangong Lie quickly calmed down.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Qin Mo with a playful expression, "Okay, the game is over, let me put an end to this farce."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge amount of mana surged out.

Boom!

Above the void, mana gathered and sword energy intertwined.

In the blink of an eye, a sword a hundred feet long lay across the sky, shaking the mountains and rivers with its energy.
Chapter completed!