Ghostly Steps

"Was that you just now?"

The demon child realized what was happening and looked at Qin Mo.

He wasn't annoyed or angry; instead, he seemed quite intrigued: "I didn't expect there to be a martial artist here."

"But you said you're going to kill me? Do you have the ability?"

His attention was entirely focused on Huo Shaochong, and he didn't notice the silver needles flying from the side.

The Blood Dragon Blade gave him immense confidence, and he didn't take Qin Mo seriously at all.

Seeing Qin Mo actually step forward, Zhuang Huaisheng, who had remained remarkably calm, frowned:

"Qin Mo, what are you doing? Come back here!"

Zhuang Xue'e's pretty face also turned pale: "Qin Mo, come here quickly! Even Fan Hongye can't beat him, you're no match for him!"

Even Huo Shaochong, who was lying on the ground, roared at Qin Mo:

"Go back quickly! There's something wrong with the knife he's holding. You're inexperienced; you won't last ten moves against him!"

Qin Mo remained calm, toying with the silver needles in his hand, his eyes indifferent.

"If I don't come out, am I just going to watch you all die in vain?"

They were stuck in the rooftop restaurant, with the view of the 18th floor outside the window.

Outside the gate were Demon Child and Zhu Maodian's men.

If we don't act soon, Huo Shaochong will die.

Regardless, he and Huo Tianjin still had some connection.

Seeing that Qin Mo had come out to court death and attracted Mo Tong's attention, Wei Xinran quietly crept up behind Mo Tong.

While the demon child was talking to Qin Mo, she suddenly attacked with lightning speed, aiming straight for the back of the demon child's neck.

But the demon god didn't even turn around.

Sensing the danger, he simply stomped the Blood Dragon Blade on the ground.

The blade was adorned with a true dragon, emitting bursts of blood-red dragon roars.

"what!"

Wei Xinran was powerless to resist and was sent flying.

Just like Huo Shaochong, he vomited blood on the spot and almost fainted.

"Junior Sister!"

Fan Hongye and she did have a very good relationship, and upon seeing this, his eyes widened in anger:

"Damn you, you're just relying on the Blood Dragon Blade."

"If I possessed such a legendary weapon today, I could surely kill you!"

"weapon?"

Upon hearing this, the demon child burst into laughter: "Do you think the difference between us is merely the difference in our weapons?"

He snorted coldly, then released his inner strength at will.

"Watch closely!"

In that instant, Fan Hongye's anger vanished, replaced by despair.

"H-How could this be? You're actually from the Free Realm!"

He had only broken through to the Free and Easy Mortal Realm six months ago, a skill he had honed on the battlefield.

For someone his age to break through to the Free and Easy Mortal Realm at such a young age is already remarkable.

However, Demon Child is just a henchman of an underground organization. How could he possibly comprehend the Free Realm?

Fan Hongye was devastated and had completely given up hope.

The demon child was very pleased with his reaction and laughed heartily.

"Yes, I like your expression."

"What elite of the Divine Dragon Army? If you were truly an elite, you should be in Kyoto right now, not some nobody like Nishikawa."

"Even your young master is still trampled under my feet, isn't he?"

He raised his heavy sword, the blade aimed at Qin Mo.

"But don't rush, I'll play with you slowly later."

"Now, let's take care of these small fry first."

"Kid, what you just said really annoyed me. You should have looked like them, with a look of utter despair."

"The way you look makes me want to tear you to pieces..."

At this point, no one cared whether Qin Mo lived or died.

A martial artist at the Free Realm is no match for Fan Hongye, let alone Huo Shaochong and Wei Xinran working together.

Their doom was sealed the moment they stepped into the restaurant.

As for Qin Mo?

He was just a lackey who was instantly killed by Demon Child.

However, even at this point, Qin Mo revealed an impatient expression.

"I hate brutes like you the most. If you're going to fight, then fight. If you're going to kill, then kill... You're so long-winded."

Having said that, he completely ignored the murderous aura emanating from the demon child and stepped forward.

Slow, so incredibly slow!

Compared to Fan Hongye just now, Qin Mo's steps were unsteady and his movements were extremely slow.

Not to mention comparing them to martial artists at higher levels, even compared to the bodyguards Zhuang Huaisheng brought, they were more than twice as slow.

He didn't look like he was fighting someone; he looked more like he was taking a walk.

Upon seeing this, Wei Xinran burst into a tirade of curses:

"I thought he was something special, but it turns out he's just a loader!"

"At his speed, he'd be cleaved to death before he even reaches the Demon Child."

"I thought he had some guts, but it turns out he's just a good-for-nothing!"

She felt that Qin Mo's slow pace was not only because he was weak, but also because he was afraid!

Fan Hongye was too lazy to care anymore; he didn't think a doctor could change anything.

Huo Shaochong closed his eyes, not wanting to see Qin Mo's miserable state.

Although he disliked the kid, he didn't want innocent people to die in front of him.

"Qin Mo, what are you doing?"

Zhuang Xue'e couldn't understand, and subconsciously wanted to step forward and grab Qin Mo.

However, she was stopped by Old Zhuang beside her.

"Xue'e, don't rush, look carefully."

As soon as Elder Zhuang finished speaking, Zhuang Xue'e turned around and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"H-How could this happen?"

"Qin Mo... how come he has a clone?!"

Her words were not an exaggeration at all.

In the center of the hall, the Demon Child stood with his sword drawn.

Instead of attacking directly, Qin Mo slowly circled around the demon child.

At this very moment, under the varying light and shadow of the hall, several Qin Mos actually appeared!

Wei Xinran's eyes widened, her anger still lingering.

"W-What's going on? Am I seeing a ghost?"

Fan Hongye's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in despair, his throat dry: "How is this possible? How did he do that?"

On the contrary, Huo Shaochong, who had just opened his eyes, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"It's the Ghost Step! It's the Ghost Step of the Huo family!"

Qin Mo didn't actually split into several people; rather, he used the Ghostly Steps technique to create a visual illusion by varying the speed of his movements.

To the average person, it seemed as if Qin Mo had suddenly created multiple clones, becoming several different people, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

However, the demon child didn't take his tricks seriously.

"Ha, what ghostly footwork? It's nothing but amateurish skill."

"In the face of absolute power, everything else is superfluous!"

"I don't care which one is real and which one is fake, I'll kill them all!"

After saying that, he shouted angrily, and the Blood Dragon Blade in his hand shone with a bright bloody light.

In an instant, the entire hall was filled with murderous intent, and even the windows in the hall trembled with despair.

Because of this murderous intent, Wei Xinran and the others felt as if their hearts were being squeezed by a hand, and they could suffocate at any moment.

Yes, with such overwhelming strength, Qin Mo didn't even have a chance to get close, so how could he possibly make a move?

The Ghost Step is only good for escaping.

"Really? Then you give it a try."

Qin Mo's voice rang out, and the Demon Child's pupils suddenly contracted.

He sensed a figure rapidly approaching from behind him, carrying a strong killing intent.

But he showed no fear; instead, he laughed wildly with excitement.

"Found you!"