For a long time, Sang Sang felt that although there was a big gap between Xiaocheng in the inner realm and the peak of the inner realm, if she tried hard, she would still be able to resist for a while.

However, when the old man's attack came, she knew that the gap between Xiaocheng in the inner realm and the peak of the inner realm was simply a world of difference.

In front of the old man, the true qi in Sang Sang's body was suppressed and couldn't move at all, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"This time, it is estimated that there is less evil, I didn't expect the peak of the inner realm to be so terrifying, I am afraid that Chen Mo will not be able to hold out for a few rounds under his hands. ”

Sang Sang even gave up resisting, closed his eyes and waited for death, but after waiting for a long time, the old man's powerful grasp did not come, and Sang Sang opened his eyes suspiciously.

In the small courtyard, the old man had returned to the bare osmanthus tree, and looked at Chen Mo who was standing five meters away from him in surprise.

"I can't believe that you can stop me? Even I can't see through your strength? Boy, you hide deep enough!"

Chen Mo stood in place with a calm face, the rain falling in the sky naturally avoided him, and the momentum did not look as powerful as the old man, but it was completely integrated, as if the rain had eyes, and when it was about to touch Chen Mo, he deliberately avoided Chen Mo.

"Tell me who you said 'they' were, or the address of the Void Mountain, and spare you from dying!" Chen Mo's voice was cold, as if coming from the Nine Hells.

Sang Sang looked at Chen Mo in shock, his pupils shrank, and at this moment, Chen Mo became the terrifying killing god again.

The old man suddenly laughed, the laughter was not loud, but with endless coercion, so that Sang Sang couldn't help but cover his ears.

Chen Mo's face was still flat, he looked at the old man quietly, and suddenly took a step forward, and at this step, the old man's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Boy, since the old man's debut, no one has dared to say such things to me, you are the first!"

After speaking, the old man moved again, his figure was flickering, like a ghost, Sang Sang didn't have time to see clearly, the old man had already arrived at Chen Mo's side, and a palm slashed out at Chen Mo's neck, and the rain in mid-air was shocked by the powerful palm and disappeared.

Chen Mo didn't use any Dao method, he only relied on his own spiritual power to throw a punch.

Boom!

Chen Mo took a step back slightly, but the old man was shocked and flew out upside down, and it took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body.

"The peak of the inner realm!" The old man looked at Chen Mo, and finally showed shock: "How is it possible! How old are you, even if you start practicing martial arts out of your mother's womb, it is impossible to cultivate to the peak of the inner realm at this age!"

After being slightly shocked, the old man looked at Chen Mo and suddenly smiled weirdly: "Boy, I suddenly discovered that the secrets of the Void Mountain are nothing, if I capture you and find out the secrets on your body, the old man will also be a grandmaster, and he will not have to go to the Void Mountain to die for a lifetime." ”

Chen Mo said lightly: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

"Hmph, do you think that you can stop me if you are on par with me? Dream! Let you see the martial arts of the old man who has been famous for many years!"

The old man's hands swayed slowly in front of him, bringing out afterimages, as if countless palms were born out of thin air, but in fact, they were the afterimages left behind by the speed to a certain extent.

"Destroy, cloud, hand!"

The old man paused word by word, attacked Chen Mo again, and a pair of palms conjured up countless phantoms, from all directions, showing an overwhelming momentum, enveloping Chen Mo.

Sang Sang suddenly thought of someone and shouted at Chen Mo: "I know who he is, he is Pang Shiyuan, the cloud destroyer who has already shocked the northwest ten years ago! Chen Mo, you must be careful!"

Pang Shiyuan, the cloud destroyer, was already famous in the northwest frontier when she was a teenager, and then suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons, I am afraid that she has been looking for an opportunity to break through the realm.

Of course, these Sangsang were all inadvertently mentioned by the master, and with her age, it was impossible to hear of Pang Shiyuan's prestige.

Sang Sang's heart was about to rise to his throat, looking at Chen Mo secretly clenching his fists, Chen Mo was facing a master who had been famous for many years, if Chen Mo was defeated, she immediately rushed up to block the blow for Chen Mo, and let Chen Mo escape with the young lady.

The shadows of countless illusory palms peeled back in Chen Mo's eyes, leaving only the old man attacking his palms left and right.

Chen Mo still didn't use the Dao method, he only used his own spiritual power to meet the enemy, and in an instant, he collided with Pang Shiyuan's palms more than a dozen times, but the dense palm rain couldn't touch the corners of Chen Mo's clothes at all.

Then, the two separated again.

This time, Pang Shiyuan's face finally showed a hint of shock: "Boy, you can actually block the old man's cloud-destroying hand, how did you do it?"

After Chen Mo finished the trial, he originally thought that his strength should be comparable to that of a martial artist at the peak of the inner realm, but after fighting with Pang Shiyuan, he found that if he only compared the amount of spiritual power in his body, his cultivation would be regarded as a martial artist in the inner realm at most.

However, Chen Mo's spiritual power was far stronger than that of the inner realm junior martial artists in terms of quality, and was even on par with the peak martial artists of the inner realm.

The spiritual power in the martial artist's body can only be regarded as true qi, which exists in the form of gas. However, Chen Mo's body is a real spiritual power, like a watery existence.

Even though the amount of true qi in Pang Shiyuan's body was far more than Chen Mo's, those true qi were like a large piece of tofu, and although the amount of spiritual power in Chen Mo's body was small, it was like a sharp knife.

The two don't have to face each other, the winner and the loser can be clear!

"The phantom created by the mere speed dares to be worthy of martial arts?" Chen Mo smiled coldly and looked at Pang Shiyuan: "It's over, let you see, what is the real martial art!"

A faint momentum erupted from Chen Mo's body, and in an instant, like a volcanic eruption, it burned the earth.

"The first form of the Tianxuan Divine Fist, Broken Mountain!"

The cold voice was like mechanical metal, without a trace of emotion, Chen Mo jumped up in the air, his palm was like a knife, and he slashed at Pang Shiyuan's head.

Pang Shiyuan's hair was windless and automatic, and he felt that Chen Mo's thin palm suddenly turned into a giant axe that could split the mountains at this moment, and the powerful power was already stimulating his face from a few meters away, and his eyes seemed to be unable to open.

"What kind of power is this!Tianxuan Divine Fist?What kind of martial art is this?Why have I never heard of it!" Pang Shiyuan's heart was terrified, that power even made him have an incomparable thought, just like a person facing a mountain pressed by volley!

"Ahh

Pang Shiyuan faced the threat of life and death, all the true qi in his body exploded, and he tried his best to throw a punch, in a vain attempt to block Chen Mo's attack.

Click!

Broken arm.

Boom!

Pang Shiyuan's head exploded.

Poof!

Pang Shiyuan's entire body was split in two.

Sang Sang suddenly felt nauseous and retched violently.

Chen Mo just glanced at Pang Shiyuan's corpse lightly, his face was flat, as if he was not the one who killed people at all.

"It's still a little difficult to use the Heavenly Xuan Divine Fist for the cultivation of condensing qi, this punch drains one-third of my spiritual power, and the control of the strength is not too good, I didn't want to kill him, and I also wanted to force him to ask for the news of the Void Mountain, it seems that in the future, I will use less of this powerful trick!"

Tianxuan Divine Fist is one of the most powerful close-quarters martial arts of the Xuandao Sect, which is divided into eight styles, inherited for tens of thousands of years, and has been researched and improved by countless Xuandao Sect geniuses. This kind of power is no longer a simple martial art, it is already close to the Dao, one punch down, containing the great power of heaven and earth, compared to the cloud destroying hand created by Pang Shiyuan, I don't know how many thousands of times stronger!

Even if Chen Mo's own spiritual power can only be tied with Pang Shiyuan, once he uses the Dao Martial Arts of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he will kill Pang Shiyuan, like killing ants!