There was a playful look on everyone's faces, and with their scheming, they naturally didn't want to let Fang Mo lead the way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fang Mo looked at the purple-black pill in his hand, silent, if it was just an ordinary poison pill, he would naturally not be worried, but this pill was really poisonous, once swallowed, life and death could not be controlled, and he could only obey others.

Seeing that Fang Mo didn't move, Yan Feng raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Fang Mo withdrew his gaze from the pill, and when he looked up, he snorted lightly, and said with a disdainful expression: "I am the descendant of the ancestor who stepped on the sky, how can I fall into the prestige of the ancestor? I won't swallow this pill! If you keep forcing me, wait for the ancestor to return......

"You little baby, don't talk about it anymore, don't say that the ancestor has already sat down, even if he appears now, what can he do?"

Lin Lao said indifferently: "Don't do any more useless struggles, we have made enough concessions to you, if you don't know what to do, the old man really wants to try, can you use the soul search method to probe your memory......"

"Yes, what you think is scheming is really ridiculous in front of us, you'd better stop resisting, swallow this pill quickly, and tell all the secrets, otherwise there is only one way to die!" Xue Mingfeng, who was wearing armor, suddenly shouted.

Fang Mo was silent, seemingly hesitating, but in fact he was delaying time.

Yan Feng chuckled lightly and said, "You should know that it is impossible for us to let you leave safely, rather than this, it is better to swallow this pill and be my retinue from now on, this is your best choice!"

Fang Mo still bowed his head and was silent, at this moment, Lin Lao's brows furrowed, his eyes flashed slightly, and immediately the air around Fang Mo's body suddenly condensed, and the feeling of his heart being caught resurfaced again, as if he didn't swallow the pill again, his heart would burst in the next moment!

"Little doll, we don't have that much time to spend with you!"

A strong life-and-death crisis surfaced in his heart, Fang Mo's face sank, and he couldn't help but ask eagerly in his heart: "Shangguan, I can't hold it back, how long will you be okay?"

"Ten breaths! give me another ten breaths, stand up again, the time to test you is here, there are not many opportunities like this......"

Test a fart!

Fang Mo scolded in his heart, and then said to Shangguan Xiu: "Okay, then I'll delay it for another ten breaths!"

Fang Mo took a deep breath and raised his head suddenly, the frivolity and mania that he had deliberately revealed before were long gone, and when he looked at Yan Feng, he said in a cold voice: "If you want me to be your servant, then you also have to show some skills, if you can defeat me, I will swallow this pill, if not, then get out of my Heavenly Sect!

As soon as Fang Mo's words came out, the Heaven Stepping Sect monk in the distance looked stunned, and then it was gloomy again, Lan Peiyao was stunned for a moment when she looked at Fang Mo, He Qingshan's eyes flashed slightly, and then sighed lightly.

"What an arrogant tone!" Yan Feng's eyes showed disdain, his robe was windless, and his momentum was agitating, and before the person moved, there was a heavy spiritual pressure towards Fang Mo.

"You promised?" Fang Mo's eyebrows moved, and he asked, "But can you represent the other seniors?"

"You're talking a lot!" Yan Feng opened his mouth lightly, and pointed at Fang Mo at random, and immediately a gray air stream shot out from his fingertips, and when the gray gas condensed and entangled, it turned into a mist lion in the blink of an eye, and went straight to Fang Mo in a roar.

Under this strong spiritual pressure, the surrounding air seemed to turn into silt, restricting Fang Mo's movements, making him unable to dodge, Fang Mo snorted coldly, and simply didn't dodge, under the crazy operation of cultivation, the golden light of his whole body soared.

"Bright Sun!" As a passionate voice sounded, Fang Mo's right hand was raised high, a small red fireball formed, and the aura of his whole body instantly gathered towards that small fireball.

Lunge, stand up, push your palms!

All this was so skillful to Fang Mo, and under his push of the palm, the small crimson fireball turned into a huge cone of fire that was a man tall in the blink of an eye, exuding a brilliant crimson glow, and collided with the roaring fog lion.

As Fang Mo reached the tenth layer of Qi Condensation, it was no longer as difficult to perform this Radiant Sun Technique as before, and Fang Mo found that the more the aura was infused, the greater the power of this Radiant Sun Technique, and once it was cast at this moment, he did not hesitate to infuse seventy percent of the aura in his body.

Yan Feng's realm was certainly powerful, but that fog lion just pointed out with a finger in his hand, although the power was not bad, but that dazzling sun technique was used by Fang Mo with all his might!

In this roaring echo and the heat wave permeated, the fog tiger was directly defeated by the fire cone, but the fire cone still had a little strength left, and the scorching power of the bearer roared towards Yan Feng.

Everyone present was in an uproar, and their faces were incredible, no one expected that with the cultivation of the tenth layer of condensing qi, they would actually be able to defeat the magic of the monks in the later stage of foundation building.

Yan Feng's face was ugly, and he waved his sleeve robe violently, scattered the fire cone, and snorted coldly: "I underestimated you!"

Three breaths!

Fang Mo silently calculated the time, and when he looked up at Yan Feng, his eyes were cold, and he shouted coldly: "Just such a little ability, you also want to accept me as an entourage, it's really unashamed, I advise you to get out of the Heavenly Sect as soon as possible!"

"It's too early to be proud!" Yan Feng frowned, then stretched out again, and sneered: "I remember that you seem to have said that your physical body is stronger than the demon beasts of the same level, why don't you let me try?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Feng's cultivation in the later stage of foundation building exploded, his body shook, thinking that Fang Mo rushed away, and punched out, with an incomparable momentum, a dull voice sounded in the air.

"This son is too arrogant, Yan Shaogong is not an ordinary late-stage foundation building monk, this punch is not as good as just now, there is not much left behind, even if Fang Mo does not die, he will go down for half a life...... "One of the Jiedan monks shook his head.

However, before he could finish speaking, a "bang" sounded, and a heavy coercion suddenly swept out, and Fang Mo took out the Zhenfeng Monument at a critical moment.

"Since you want to compare the physical body, then don't use the power of cultivation!" Fang Mo spoke loudly, and when his robe fluttered back, he punched out.

Rumble!

There was a loud roar, and a layer of ripples in the air could be seen spreading outward, carrying a gust of wind whistling, Fang Mo's body shook, only to feel a violent force coming from his arm, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and retreating backwards again and again, every time he took a step back, the ground would be stepped out of a pit by him, until ten steps, and then he stabilized his figure.

It's so strong!

Fang Mo's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and most of his breath was sluggish.

Under the punch just now, Fang Mo clearly felt a strong power of cultivation, although it was obviously suppressed a lot, but under the suppression of Zhenfeng Monument, he could actually use the power of cultivation, Yan Feng's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Not only that, but he also noticed that Yan Feng's physical strength was also not weak, and fighting across a large realm was indeed not as easy as he imagined.

"And the last three breaths......"