Chapter 28 Who can compete with you?
Following Jiang Mo's instructions, Lu Jin entered the second level of Rebirth Against the Current. His face was as cold as ice, and he walked straight into the house without saying anything extra.

"boom!!"

The violent fist force was unleashed in the narrow house, breaking the beams and collapsing the walls.

The fierce fight lasted only a moment before unwilling wails were heard.

When Lu Jin walked out again, his right hand was stained with blood, and he was holding a female corpse with a shattered sternum and bloody flesh, and threw it on the ground.

"Uncle Master, I have accomplished my mission and killed a demon."

"it is good."

Jiang Mo glanced at the street outside the courtyard. There were shadows hiding one after another, and the air was filled with fierce murderous intent. He immediately realized that Quan Xing was ambushed.

"Follow me, let's go to the suburbs."

Without hesitation, Jiang Mo's afterimage disappeared and reached the corner of the courtyard. He threw a punch and the stone bricks shattered into powder.

"call out--!"

Lu Jin followed closely, and the two of them continued to run along the night road.

"Chase! Don't let them escape!" Someone shouted angrily.

In an instant, dense and agile figures jumped out from all directions. At first glance, there were nearly twenty people.

These are all Quan Xing masters who were summoned during the day.

He had laid a tight net in the ancient town, waiting for the Trinity disciples to arrive. Now that he had the chance, how could he let it go?

Two figures, one black and one white, were running madly on the streets extending outside the city, as fast as ghosts, stirring up sharp air currents.

After about a quarter of an hour, Quan Xing and his group arrived at the wilderness.

The terrain here is open and full of mountains. There is a blue moon hanging high in the sky and the ground is covered with weeds. The target they are chasing is waiting for them ahead.

"Humph! Why don't you run away?"

The old man with a sheep-like beard who led the team was leaning on a snake-bone staff, and his smile was ferocious and terrifying.

Beside him, there were burly men swinging sticks, a young man with a sickly face carrying a guzheng on his back, and many other vicious people.

"Hey, these two boys are really handsome."

The ugly woman with buck teeth looked at Lu Jin with increasingly greedy eyes. She licked her lips and murmured, "What a pity, I have to die here!"

"Are you the only ones left in Quanxing?"

Jiang Mo looked pleased, and his hanging right hand began to gradually emit blue and white Qi.

The moment he used his profound skills, his flesh and blood resonated with his qi, rising straight up. His five senses and strength almost reached a terrifying level.

"Who among those here is not your predecessor?"

The old man with sheep beard sneered, very contemptuously: "I thought I could ambush most of your disciples, but I didn't expect it was just two kids who were talking nonsense."

"In this case, accept your fate!"

The two sides are at war with each other, and the war is about to break out.

Jiang Mo raised his hand first, and the surrounding void trembled.

The ground began to crack, and white Qi popped up like mushrooms after a rain, instantly extending to the sky and gathering together to form a cage.

The barrier was fierce and strong, trapping everyone inside.

"No! What on earth is this?"

The old man with a goat beard lost his voice repeatedly, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip due to shock, as if he remembered something terrifying.

"It's a scam!"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the other party could be so easy and set up a barrier in the wilderness to trap a group of Quan Xing masters.

How confident is this? He is not afraid of the upcoming life-and-death battle. How terrifying is his strength?
"Wow——!"

While the group of villains were still stunned, the blue and white Qi lingering around Jiang Mo flowed and condensed, turning into a huge battle axe. It was nearly ten feet long, with an exaggerated shape and a thick axe blade, as if it were a weapon from the gods, emitting a sharp aura that almost solidified the space.

"!!!"

Both the old man with a sheep's beard and the young man carrying the guzheng on his back had extremely ugly expressions in an instant.

"At his age, how could he have such an aura?!"

The battle axe with pure blazing energy made them tremble with fear. The breath of death they smelled was like a tsunami sweeping across the world, coming cruelly. Anyone who was hit by it would probably be turned into meat paste on the spot.

When did such a freak appear in Trinity School?!
The Qi-controlled creatures were so powerful. In terms of the amount of Qi, just a battle axe was enough to make everyone despair.

Lu Jin, standing side by side with Jiang Mo, had his white hair rumbling. He activated the Reverse Life Technique to its maximum power, and some of his important organs were in a state of Qi transformation.

He slowly deployed his left and right hands in an attacking and defensive posture, like guarding the sun and gazing at the moon, while he kept saying:
"Uncle Master, please leave a couple of them alive so we can interrogate them."

Even though he was surrounded by powerful enemies, one of the Three Demons of Quan Xing appeared, one of the Six Evils also came, and even more than ten masters came together, Lu Jin remained fearless.

"Okay, keep an eye on it for me."

Jiang Mo tightly gripped the battle axe and took a step forward. His eyes were like the giant sun and his momentum was like a mountain, overwhelming the entire place.

The old man with a sheep's beard had never experienced such a terrifying feeling. His skin all over his body was tingling slightly. This was a sign of the approaching death.

He was furious, and didn't believe that the young man in front of him could turn the world upside down, so he shouted sternly: "Let's go together and kill him!"

"Boom!"

The snake-shaped bone staff was grasped by the old man's withered right hand. Rich purple energy dissipated like mist. The sound of war drums was heard. Soldiers, one after another, wearing rotten ancient armor and holding weapons appeared in the dark mist.

At the same time, the young man carrying the guzheng on his back, with five fingers as smooth as jade, quickly plucked the strings, the void vibrated, and densely packed slashes attacked Jiang Mo in the shape of an intertwined and chaotic web.

"boom!!!"

Nearly a hundred invisible sound cuts passed through Jiang Mo's eyes and throat, and hit the white barrier behind him, splashing slight ripples.

In an instant, the whole place fell into silence.

Was it successful?

Under their expectant gazes, the wound that should have been covered in blood was empty except for wisps of white qi oozing out.

"It's time to send you on your way."

Jiang Mo's eyes locked onto eighteen figures, dragging their battle axes, leaping up at lightning speed, carrying the power to shatter mountains, and falling on the battlefield like a meteorite.

"kill--!"

A cold shout was heard, and Jiang Mo was unstoppable.

He moved in a wanton and arrogant manner, and swung his axe down. The air exploded with a loud bang, and the ancient warrior who was trying to stop him, along with dozens of rotten soldiers, were blown into pieces.

"Pfft!!"

The old man with a sheep's beard opened his eyes wide, and unimaginable pain came from his internal organs and penetrated deep into his soul. He couldn't control it and vomited blood.

He half-knelt on the ground, and in just a moment of fighting, all the corpse puppets he had refined were wiped out.

Sharp and melodious piano sounds rang out, and layers of jade-colored barriers emerged, trying to continue to resist.

"Are you qualified to stop me?"

Jiang Mo's eyes sharpened, and the strength in his right wrist suddenly surged. He chopped down with all his might. With the roar of the axe light breaking through the void, the barrier shattered in an instant.

"call out-!"

Han Ming, one of the Six Evils, was tense all over and his brain felt as if struck by lightning. He was about to withdraw, but it was too late.

"boom!!!"

The huge axe blade hit his head and then his feet. Blood splattered, the zither shattered into powder, and he exploded into a pool of flesh.

This cruel and domineering scene made the rest of the people turn pale and tremble all over.

(End of this chapter)