"Breaking !!"

In the woods of the back mountain, the cold cheers suddenly sounded in this silent place.

A swift figure flickered through the dense woods, and the thorns did not affect his speed in the slightest.

In the next moment, the figure suddenly paused in front of a half-zhang high bluestone, his feet were wrong, his body was slightly tilted, his arm was swung straight out, and his fist slammed into the bluestone.

"Bump!" came out with a muffled sound, stone chips splashed everywhere, and a spiderweb-like crack gradually spread from the point of contact between the fist and the bluestone.

"Click...... Poof!" The bluestone that was hit by the huge force was still not spared, making a clattering cracking sound, and finally scattered and exploded.

The agile figure tiptoed to the ground, and hurriedly stepped back, flickering left and right, dodging the flying stones. A faint cloud of dust spread from where the bluestone was, and then slowly dissipated.

Looking at the effect of his blow, Chen Moyang's delicate little face showed a satisfied smile. It is worthy of being a high-level martial art of the spirit level, and its power is really powerful. After more than a month of hard work, he could finally use it reluctantly, and this strength comparable to the low-level Thousand Jin Break of the ground level did not disappoint him, and the power was not a little bit greater than that of the Cloud Wind Palm that the Wind Stone had taught him.

"It's not bad, I can barely exert a little bit of power. Wu Ling touched the beard on his old face, ignoring Chen Moyang's somewhat excited little face, and opened his mouth flatly.

Glancing at the old disrespectful fog spirit, Chen Moyang didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore. He can only barely use it now, but then the aura on his body has also been extracted, and his whole body reveals a strong sense of soreness and numbness, the green tendons on his arms are exposed, and the fist surface that is in contact with the bluestone is already red.

"Hiss" Chen Moyang gasped, and thought silently in his heart, "This old man really didn't frame me, if it weren't for the harsh training for more than a month, my arm would be broken now, and this thousand catties are really not something ordinary people can bear." ”

Lying on the grass with all his strength, Chen Moyang spread his five fingers to resist the sunlight shining from the gaps in the leaves, and what happened during this period of time made him feel like he was in a dream.

"Old man, you say, what should I do next, can't I stay here all the time?" Turning his head slightly, looking at the fog spirit who closed his eyes and recuperated, Chen Moyang smiled bitterly.

The dry palm of the fog spirit slowly rubbed it, thought about it quietly, and said: "Your task now is to cultivate as soon as possible, and quickly break through to the Three Spirits Period, so that we can set off, and only when we reach the Three Spirits Period can we truly start the cultivation of the Medicine Spirit Master, and I will take you to meet someone when the time comes."

"When you see that person, you will know, his strange temper is not as easy to deal with as mine, and it is not so easy for him to teach you to practice medicine. The misty spirit frowned, as if he had thought of something very bad, shook his head, and sighed softly.

Although he was curious, seeing the look of the fog spirit that I won't tell you if you asked, Chen Moyang didn't think much about it anymore and quietly recovered his body. The meager aura in the air slowly penetrated the pores and entered the meridians, making Chen Moyang feel a hint of comfort.

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"Roar!"

A loud roar made Chen Moyang's hairs stand on end when he was lying comfortably on the grass. Hurriedly propping his hands on the ground, a carp stood up, and glanced at the fog spirit with a mysterious smile, Chen Moyang slowly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Turning around in a panic, a familiar figure appeared in Chen Moyang's eyes, with a huge body, the surface was full of yellow and white stripes, and the word "king" on the fierce head revealed a domineering spirit, and the silver sharp corners on it still made people feel strange.

"I'll rub, Ling Xuanhu, it's this guy again!" It's really not that the enemies don't get together, the scene of being hit by it under the cliff more than a month ago is still vivid, if it weren't for the fate, it is estimated that he would have to "enjoy" in the sky now. Chen Moyang clenched his teeth tightly and glared fiercely at the uninvited guy in front of him.

Looking at the hairy boy who was looking at him with a nervous face, Ling Xuanhu flashed disdain in his heart, turned his head, scratched his somewhat itchy ears with his paws, and completely ignored Chen Moyang.

With a smile in his eyes, the misty spirit stared at the man and beast, floating his body, and slowly sat down on the trunk of the tree, waiting for a good show to come.

"Lingxuanhu, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you, uh, you want to break in. "Obviously nervous to death, but he said the most ruthless words, and it was Chen Moyang. Although he stared at Ling Xuanhu deadly, his slightly trembling legs still revealed the panic in his heart.

Looking at the beast that completely ignored him, Chen Moyang's self-esteem was greatly hit, but the terrifying power and destructive power of Ling Xuanhu before still made him feel palpitations.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and looked back at the fog spirit who had long been turned into a melon-eating crowd, Chen Moyang roared helplessly, giving himself a strong morale, tiptoe to the ground, his palms were slightly erect, a faint aura lingered on it, and a cloud wind slapped at Ling Xuanhu's head.

This move broke the deadlock that had been stiff. Seeing that the thin figure that it looked down on at all, Ling Xuanhu actually took the lead in attacking it, and his body moved, dodging this blow.

Chen Moyang saw the shadow flashing in front of him, and then found that his target disappeared from sight, and hurriedly flashed and retreated. Stabilizing his body, Chen Moyang couldn't help frowning, although he had fought last time, the speed of the Spirit Xuanhu still surprised him a little, such a huge body had such a fast speed, it was estimated that it was also the best among the Xuan-level spirit beasts.

"Roar!" the provoked Ling Xuanhu roared, grabbed the ground with the soles of his feet, flicked his long tail violently, and smashed it at Chen Moyang.

Hurriedly stepping on the water pattern footwork, Chen Moyang suddenly rushed out and dodged the attack of the Spirit Xuanhu.

"Boom!" The huge tail brought up a huge shadow and smashed the thick green tree, and suddenly, with a violent muffled sound, the green tree exploded in an instant under the huge impact.

Before Chen Moyang could gain a firm foothold, Ling Xuanhu once again quickly slammed into him. Chen Moyang, who didn't dare to fight him, dodged again, and the strong wind brought by the impact blew the hair on his forehead, revealing his eyes as black as ink!

"Mo Yang, the gap between your strength and him is still quite big, haven't you just cultivated a thousand catties these days, find the right opportunity, try!" Fog Spirit sat on the trunk of the tree, watching the meaningless fight for so long, he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy, yawned, and reminded lightly.

Hearing the voice of the fog spirit, Chen Moyang couldn't wait to kick him down from the tree, watching his beloved apprentice being chased by a tiger with a head of the mouse, and he didn't help, he was there to say cool words, but the words of the fog spirit still woke him up.

Seeing that the simple physical attack could not help the monkey-like figure, Ling Xuanhu gasped violently, his forehead was high, and a violent light flashed on the silver horn, aiming at the target, and slammed over.

Having comprehended the power of the aura wave, Chen Moyang didn't dare to be careless, his eyes stared at the flying ball of light, and when the ball of light was about to approach, the aura poured into his legs, and his body jerked to the side, dodging. In fact, Chen Moyang should really be grateful to Wu Ling, if it weren't for more than a month of training, his reflexes would not be so good.

"Bump, bump, bump!" One after another, the balls of light kept smashing, and Chen Moyang, who had no power to resist, could only dodge with all his strength, and the raindrop-like balls of light smashed huge holes on the ground.

"Whew, whew, whew. Chen Moyang, who hid behind a tree, was really a little physically exhausted, panting violently, beads of sweat the size of beans slowly dripped down, and the aura in his body had been consumed by running for a long time, and he hurriedly ran the spirit to restore the aura in his body during the interval between the attacks of the Lingxuan Tiger.

Lingxuanhu was also uncomfortable at this time, although Chen Moyang's attack was no threat to him, but his flexible body like a monkey made him consume a lot, and the power of emitting spiritual qi waves became smaller and smaller.

And Chen Moyang's purpose is exactly this, with the Spiritual Determination, which is comparable to the heaven-level exercise, his recovery speed is extremely fast, and most of the consumed spiritual energy will be restored in no time.

"Come on, come on, what, no, are you a tiger or a cat?!" Before Chen Moyang left the tree, he had already started the taunting mode, stretched out his palm, decisively compared his middle finger, and then quickly flashed to the side.

"Touch!" Sure enough, the embarrassed and angry Ling Xuanhu once again hit the tree behind Chen Moyang, making a violent explosion.

"It's so dangerous!" Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his palm kept slapping his chest, Chen Moyang licked his lips with a pale face, mocking is risky, and he needs to be cautious.

Feeling the speed and attack of the Lingxuan Tiger gradually weakening, Chen Moyang knew that the opportunity was coming, and with a slight point, he met the body of the Lingxuan Tiger, and when the tiger's claws were about to touch his shoulder, his body leaned back almost parallel to the ground, looking at the snow-white belly shop with the empty door wide open.

"Broken pounds!"

Raised his fist, gathered all the aura on his right arm, and slammed it towards the target. This was the first time that Chen Moyang had used the jack breaker so intently, and the power seemed to be stronger than ever.

"Whoa!!" a loud, unbearably loud cry of pain resounded through the forest, startling a flurry of birds.

Ling Xuanhu fell to the ground, the severe pain made it roll continuously, looking at Chen Moyang, who was lying to the side not far away, the corners of his eyes glowed with resentment.

The howling sound became smaller and smaller, and after the severe damage to its internal organs, Ling Xuanhu saw that it was no longer alive, and it probably did not expect that it would die at the hands of someone who posed no threat to him.

Chen Moyang, who was lying on the ground, gasped violently, and the high degree of mental concentration and physical exertion made him not want to lift a little thumb now. However, the depleted aura in the body slowly recovers in the replenishment of the outside world and gradually becomes thicker.

Gradually finding a sense of control over his body, Chen Moyang supported the ground with difficulty with both hands, slowly stood up, looked at the fog spirit who floated in front of him at some point, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Old man, I'm satisfied, I don't want to look at your apprentice like this!"

"Stinky boy, how can you talk to your master and me, a tiger with no IQ, oh no, it's a dead tiger now, and you still use me to make a move?" But he couldn't help but think highly of Chen Moyang in his heart, and Chen Moyang's performance made him more and more satisfied.

"Stinky boy, come here, this tiger seems to have something good in it. The fog spirit that floated in front of Lingxuanhu quietly felt it, and the spiritual power turned into a knife, slashing Lingxuanhu's head open, and a green spirit body slid out with blood.

Seeing this scene, Chen Moyang touched his nose and raised his eyebrows, "What is this? Could it be a spirit crystal?!" Thinking of what Feng Shi had told him before, Chen Moyang shouted with some excitement.

"You kid is lucky, a low-level spirit beast of the life spirit level actually has a spirit crystal in its body, no wonder the spiritual qi wave it emits is so powerful. The misty spirit groaned.

"Okay, pack up, get this spirit crystal into the ring, we should go back, go back and sum up the experience, you have to step up your cultivation in the next time, and break through the fate period as soon as possible." The misty spirit touched his old dry face, and after speaking, he turned into a ray of light and flew into the ring.

Chen Moyang saw the undragging action, smiled helplessly, stood up and moved his body, and the bones in his body crackled violently. Put the spirit crystal in the ring and slowly walk towards home.

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"What! You killed the Lingxuanhu?!" Fengshi listened to Chen Moyang's statement with some excitement, and almost jumped up from the ground in shock, killing the Lingxuanhu who was a high-level Xuanhu in the late stage of physical training, this is not a small scene. Surprised by Chen Moyang's great progress, Fengshi couldn't help but sigh that he was old.

Touching his nose, the corners of his mouth slowly picked up a touch of pride, "No, this is the spirit crystal in its body!" Taking out the battle power from his pocket, Chen Moyang said with some invitation.

"Whew!" took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at the young man's still somewhat immature little face, Feng Shi sighed a little that time flies, and the child who used to babble has now become a young man.

patted Chen Moyang's shoulder heavily, and all words were shown in this action.