"Boy, now you know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, right?"

A strong punch to repel Gao Bo, Mo Wentian showed a somewhat smug look on his face, and said. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gao Bo secretly used his strength to suppress the pain on his elbow, and while looking at Na Mo Wentian silently, he sneered: "You can be proud of having an advantage in a junior, do you want to be shameless?"

"You are not a simple junior, the one who can defeat the Sword God is already a powerful figure. ”

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth were raised, his eyes looked at Gao Bo coldly, and said, "But your kid's life is really hard, and you can actually withstand my full punch......"

"Martial Martial Fist Sect, but that's it. Gao Bo scoffed.

"Rampant ......"

Mo Wentian didn't care anymore, he sneered, and his sturdy body swept up again, heading straight for Gao Bo.

Gao Bo's face was heavy, and at the same time as Mo Wentian moved, Gao Bo also saw that the latter suddenly had an extra pair of fist gloves on his fists, and the boxing gloves were the color of Ugin, and I don't know what material they were made of.

But even if he stood far away, Gao Bo could feel that this was carrying a lot of angular gloves, and the lethality was quite sufficient, and it took a lot of money to build the best weapon at a glance.

Where did the money come from?

Obviously, this should be the reward he got for coming to kill Gao Bo...... This pair of gloves in the hands of the boxing sect is undoubtedly better than too many peerless weapons, like a tiger with wings.

"I haven't used this thing for so many days...... You're my test subject. ”

A slightly cold voice came, and the boxing sect came to Gao Bo in a flash, attacking like thunder, killing decisively, holding the jet-black fist gloves and punching Gao Bo.

Murderous behemoth.

Gao Bo reacted and dodged without hesitation.

Swish!

However, there were still barbs on the side of Mo Wentian's trap, Rao Gao Bo dodged in time, or it was inevitable that the clothes on his chest would be pulled apart, and a bloody wound immediately appeared.

Gao Bo's eyes lit up, and he raised his knee and pushed towards Mo Wentian's lower abdomen from the side.

But as soon as he raised his foot, Gao Bo had no choice but to withdraw and evacuate, because Mo Wentian's reaction was also very fast, and when his foot was just raised, he punched his foot.

Mo Wentian's strength itself makes people's hearts palpitate, and now that he is wearing such a pair of gloves, it is simply 24k pure stupid to fight with him!

Gao Bo retreated, and Mo Wentian followed closely with a murderous face.

One punch.

Dodge.

One punch.

Move out of his attack range.

One punch.

Syllable!

Gao Bo dodged a little dangerously, and a big tree with a thick arm behind him was directly bombarded by Mo Wentian's punch because of the approaching distance.

It's too late for Gao Boduo to look at it, and it's another punch.

……

In this way, Mo asked God to attack, Gao Bo was forced to dodge and block, and within a few minutes, Gao Bo already had a lot of wounds on his body, and he looked a little embarrassed.

It should be very embarrassing.

It is not as bloody as the battle with the Sword God, but it has to be said that under Mo Wentian's fierce offensive, Gao Bo has a passivity and embarrassment that rarely appears in his life.

This person's strength is much stronger than Gao Bo imagined, and now he is wearing a pair of boxing gloves that are almost tailor-made for him......

What is the world boxing champion, and how many pounds can be punched with one punch...... In front of the real Fist Sect Mo Wentian, it was as ridiculous as an ant, and there was no comparison at all.

Bang!

Another punch, Gao Bo dodged in time, but the small tree behind him was terrible, and it was directly blasted and broken.

Gao Bo glanced at it with palpitations, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Thank you." ”

"Die!"

Mo Wentian didn't hear what Gao Bo said clearly at all, and he didn't care about the red-eyed at this time, he swung his fist and attacked again, straight to Gao Bo's chest, and there was a punch that was waiting for an opportunity to deal with Gao Bo's dodge at any time.

But this time, Gao Bo didn't dodge, on the contrary, his face was calm and impermanent, and he even had a somewhat relaxed smile.

Mo Wentian was stunned when he saw this expression, but he didn't think much about it, and felt that this kid was probably scared stupid before he died......

Syllable!

At this time, a small tree that fell to the ground suddenly bounced up on Mo Wentian's side, spurring on the wrists of his hands, with a strong and somewhat flexible force, making Mo Wentian subconsciously withdraw his hand back.

And the small tree that was broken by Mo Wentian's punch also turned into a qualified long stick at this time and fell into Gao Bo's hands.

Some rough long sticks were held in his hands, Gao Bo felt a somewhat familiar taste, and I have to say that this set of stick techniques taught to him by the warrior monk was really beneficial.

"Warrior Monk Stick Method?"

Mo Wentian cautiously took a few steps back, looking at Gao Bo with a somewhat playful smile: "Boy, the stick technique you learned from Ling Yun is powerful, but it can only restrain the sword, and it won't have much effect on me." ”

"In fact, it has no effect on anyone, this warrior monk's stick method is in my hands, it is the dog stick method...... Beat up lackeys like you. Gao Bo squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Bastard!"

Mo Wentian was enraged again, and rushed towards Gao Bo with red eyes.

Every master has his own arrogance, especially a person who has mixed to the level of Mo Wentian, as one of the best masters in the martial arts world, how can his temper be not small?

Gao Bo is a lackey, not to mention that Mo Wentian is such a proud person, even ordinary people can't stand it, right?

So, Mo Wentian was very justified and angry......

"It's good to be angry. ”

Gao Bo laughed secretly in his heart, and as soon as his arm was raised, the long stick in his hand was waved.

It's not so much a long stick, but it's actually a small tree, three meters long, and there are still a lot of branches and leaves on the top of the tree, which looks very awkward...... But obviously, this is very beneficial to Gao Bo and Mo Wentian.

If it is just a simple wooden stick, as Mo Wentian said, the stick method does not have much outstanding effect in front of the master who is good at hand-to-hand combat with his fists.

But with these branches, the meaning changes.

The lush branches and leaves blocked Mo Wentian's vision, seriously affecting his vision, and at the same time, the chaotic feeling also made his mood, which was already angered by Gao Bo, even more difficult to control.

He was irritable and impatient, and in the small tree with green leaves, he looked a little restless and messy.

His fists swung but couldn't get close to Gao Bo's body.

Syllable!

Xiao Shu pulled down fiercely, on the calf ligament of Mo Wentian, who had a weak heel and knelt down directly.

"Damn it!"

Mo Wentian scolded.

Syllable!

Gao Bo manipulated the small tree to whip Mo Wentian's arm again, and the sturdy arm that was exposed outside directly appeared a blood-red thick line, which looked a little hideous, and it was immediately swollen.

The powerful force almost made Mo Wentian fall to the ground.

"Dog beating stick method, specializing in beating lackeys......"

Gao Bo's chuckle came along with the chaotic sound, making Mo Wentian, who was kneeling on the ground, look hideous, and he was almost about to vomit blood, but there was no way for the time being.

Because Gao Bo used the magic of this small tree, Mo Wentian could hardly get close to Gao Bo's body, let alone think about hurting him...... It's a frightening reality.

Mo Wentian wanted to go berserk, but he was even deprived of the right to go berserk.

The branches and leaves of the small tree were suppressed, and at the same time, Gao Bo's extremely good strength was implemented, and Mo Wentian was pressed to death, and before his knees left the ground, the little tree had already whipped him again, making him almost only beaten.

It's a bit embarrassing.

After all, the small tree has too many branches and leaves, and Rao is Gao Bo has instilled strength, and the attack power is still obviously insufficient, so it is almost impossible to inflict fatal damage on Mo Wentian, who has rough skin and thick flesh.

And Mo Wentian couldn't get up and attack Gao Bo under Xiaoshu's suppression.

It seems that now it is Gao Bo who has the upper hand, in fact...... It was also Gao Bo who had the advantage.

But the two are just in a stalemate.

Once Mo Wentian finds an opportunity, it may be a one-hit kill......

That's not a good thing.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Gao Bo finally found a chance, and without hesitation at all, he directly raised the small tree high with his arms.

Click......

The small tree was too long, and when Gao Bo was raised high, he was actually stuck on top of the other two big trees, and found a pause in time.

Master duel, such a pause is fatal.

"Playing with sticks in the woods, killing yourself!"

Mo Wentian has also been waiting for the opportunity, seeing this scene, he sneered, and at the same time, he did not hesitate, his strong body rose from the ground, and his fists came out together, one punch to the head, one punch to the heart, and two prongs.

Trying to kill with one move.

However, at this time, Mo Wentian's many years of combat experience made the pores of his body suddenly stand up, and a bone-chilling chill spread in his heart, instantly sweeping his whole body.

He saw it.

Mo Wentian suddenly noticed that Gao Bo's appearance was sluggish and his face was terrible, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a slight taste of sarcasm at this time.

What do you mean?

"Damn, you've been tricked!"

Mo Wentian shouted in his heart, but at this time, his entire body was already suspended in mid-air, and there was no way to evacuate at all.

Gao Bo will not give him a chance to evacuate either.

Swish!

Gao Bo's figure disappeared suddenly, and then a golden light flashed around Mo Wentian's neck, and the latter's body suddenly stiffened in midair, as if it was paused, and then completely out of control.

Bang!

fell to the ground fiercely, tilted his head slightly, and his bronze bell eyes were wide, and he was already without the brilliance of a living person.

Fatal with one hit.

Gao Bo glanced at Mo Wentian's corpse and secretly exhaled, this time, he still won a bit of luck.

"Knowing that a stick can't kill you, I'm a fool to put hope on a stick. ”

Gao Bo pursed his lips and sneered: "Martial Martial Fist Sect, but that's it." ”