Chapter 156: Burst!
At this moment, the space in front of Qin Mo was dark, and two huge bodies rushed wildly, as if two ancient beasts were stomping on the ground and colliding.
At this time, the people around noticed that the two Peng brothers were covered with fur, even their faces were covered with a layer of black hair of half an inch, and they looked like two black giant bears from afar.
The ancient beast clan's human bear bloodline talent!
Among the martial artists who watched the battle, someone immediately made a judgment on the bloodline type of the Peng brothers' ancient beast clan.
"Huh?"
Qin Mo frowned, considering the safety of the broad-eyebrow young man beside him, his body moved, and the [Arrow Step] unfolded, heading towards the center of the road.
"Stinky boy, where are you going!"
"Lie down for Lao Tzu!"
Although the Peng brothers were huge, they were extremely flexible, and as soon as Qin Mo's body moved, they reacted and chased after each other.
In an instant, four incomparably thick arms, mixed with the fishy wind of a beast, attacked Qin Mo's back from four tricky angles, and the speed was already beyond the level of the Ninth Rank Martial Master.
However, just as the four arms were about to hit Qin Mo, the latter's body was so steep that he shook from side to side, turning into two afterimages, and then the side of his body was actually a fraction of a second, evading the attack of the Peng brothers.
Bang!
Four holes were blasted out of the ground, and the crowd of onlookers was amazed at the destructive power of the Peng brothers.
"What a terrible fist power! The Peng brothers' ancient beast clan bloodline should have begun to officially awaken. If Peng Ruibin has such strength in the assessment of the alternate disciples of the inner gate, I am afraid that he will not be eliminated! In the near future, the Peng brothers will definitely be able to join the ranks of the alternate disciples of the inner gate and become my fierce rivals!" In the crowd, Fu Yijian looked solemn and made such an evaluation.
Sou...... , The figure flashed, Qin Mo stood still, looking at the two human-bear creatures three meters away, his eyes were cold. He was tired of the Peng brothers' successive entanglements.
"Qin Mo, you stinky boy. Today, I'm going to let everyone see how unworthy of your qualifications as an inner disciple are!" Peng Ruibin roared in a low voice, like a fierce beast roaring.
At the same time, the surrounding figures were moving, and those disciples wearing the costumes of the Discipline Hall stood in a circle, surrounding Qin Mo in the middle, in a posture of catching turtles in an urn.
There was a commotion among the surrounding crowds, and some people began to sympathize with Qin Mo, this young man was really miserable today.
Of course, the more onlookers were gloating, and they were all mocking Qin Mo's good luck at the end. What kind of martial arts luck is amazing, this kid can go straight to the inner disciple, but he just took the **** luck!
"It's really ......" Qin Mo shook his head, shook his arms, put on a posture, and said lightly: "Since that's the case, then take me two punches." ”
The calm and indifferent words reached the ears of the audience, causing countless people to be stunned for a while. In the crowd, Huang Yuxiu looked like an idiot, and couldn't help but sneer: "Is this kid brainless, he can't beat one-on-one." I still want to fight one against two, do you want to show that you have backbone, it's ridiculous......"
Before the word "extreme" could be spoken, there was a sudden bang, only to see the handsome young man's arms move, and his two fists suddenly disappeared. In the air, two rays of light flashed, and a person with good eyesight could faintly see two fists that were haunting eight silver cyclones, and they disappeared in a flash!
The next moment, a violent popping sound was heard, and the air in that position seemed to be blasted, and two transparent depressions appeared, emitting bursts of rag-like wails.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the two brothers, Peng Ruibin and Peng Xiangbin, crossed their arms in front of their chests, and only had time to put on a blocking posture, and their huge bodies flew out upside down.
In mid-air, it can be clearly seen that the Peng brothers' arms are crossed, there is a deep fist mark, the muscles in that position are broken, the flesh and blood are blurred, the bones are visible, and blood rushes out from the fist marks.
With the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground, the Peng brothers fell to the ground, their bodies rubbed against the ground, making a creaking sound, and slid dozens of meters away on the ground before they hit a stone pillar heavily, rolled a few times, and stopped castration.
The two of them were lying on the ground, their breath was weak, and they had fainted.
"This ......"
"Two punches, only two punches ......"
There was silence all around, everyone's eyes widened, and they still had in their minds the scene of the Peng brothers being blown away.
Two punches, just two punches, completely defeated the Peng brothers!
At this time, the crowd reacted, and there was an uproar, there was certainly a gap between the strength of the Peng brothers and the inner disciples. However, it is enough to rank among the candidate disciples of the inner gate.
And Qin Mo, this inner disciple who came to the top by luck and was like a fish, how could he completely defeat the Peng brothers with one enemy and two enemies.
Fu Yijian stood not far away, and Qin Mo's two punches came to his mind, simple and direct, domineering, and terrifying! He felt chills all over his body, if he was against these two punches, the end would be the same as the Peng brothers.
"This can't be! This **** lucky boy, how can he be so powerful!" Fu Yijian's eyes were red, he still couldn't believe it, he was still thinking about finding a free time, finding Qin Mo, teaching this kid a hard lesson, and taking back the strange hilt.
Standing in place, Qin Mo shook his fist, shook off the blood stuck to his fist, and his expression was calm, as if he hadn't moved his hand from beginning to end.
The two punches just now were the first time he had used ninety percent of his fist power since he entered the Thousand Yuan Sect.
The power of the Eight Spinning Silver Pill, coupled with the fist power tempered by the [Purple Jade Condensation True Skill], and the explosive power of the Fighting Holy Body, the mutual addition between the three made his fist power reach an astonishing level.
According to Qin Mo's estimate, even an ordinary first-stage and second-stage martial artist might not dare to take his fist.
"Humph......"
Suddenly, a cold voice spread, which made the crowd's eardrums hurt, and there was an illusion that a sharp blade was coming to the body, and many people shivered.
Not far away, a grim young man walked out, he was wearing the costume of the Discipline Hall, wearing a gorgeous steel long sword at his waist, between his steps, he followed the same step, and his breath was quiet, as if he was strolling in a leisurely garden, and came to Qin Mo.
"Sect Master Peak-Lu Shuaifeng!"
"It is rumored that half a year ago, after Lu Shuaifeng was promoted to an inner disciple, he couldn't go out of retreat and hit the realm of the great martial artist. Has it already broken through!?"
Many people in the crowd whispered, they recognized the origin of the cold young man, Lu Shuaifeng was a new inner disciple half a year ago, one of the rookies of the sect master peak, and a martial arts genius who was extremely favored by the sect.
Sect Master Che Xinqian once commented: This son is extremely talented in kendo, with excellent roots, and he will become congenital within ten years!
Glancing at the Peng brothers on the ground, the cold young man raised his eyes slightly, and said unhurriedly: "New inner disciple Qin Mo, you are in Zongmenfang City, seriously injured the members of the Discipline Hall in public, and regarded the sect's law and discipline as nothing. I, Lu Shuaifeng, am a senior disciple of the inner sect, although I don't want to bully the small with the big, but I can't protect you because of this. Now, I give you two choices, first: kneel in public and beg for mercy, admit your mistakes, and make amends to the Peng brothers, I can not hold you accountable. Second option......"
After a pause, Lu Shuaifeng was condescending, looked at Qin Mo, and said coldly: "It's up to me to do it, let you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and beat you to admit your mistakes." Qin Mo, know a little about the times, and kneel down now. ”
While speaking, Lu Shuaifeng took off his saber and hugged it to his chest, an indescribable momentum slowly emanated, and the people who were a little closer were affected, and some people retreated one after another, but they couldn't bear it.
Qin Mo's lips moved, and he sighed softly: "The man has gold under his knees, so I'll accept a sum of gold." ”
"What?" Lu Shuaifeng couldn't help but be stunned, didn't hear clearly, and asked rhetorically.
"Kneel down for me......"
A faint voice sounded, Qin Mo's right arm moved, the skin of his arm flowed with purple light, his right fist lingered with eight silver cyclones, his waist swung, his spine bounced like a dragon, his right fist flipped over, and he smashed out.
Bang!
This time, the crowd watching around saw the trajectory of this punch clearly, because this punch was not fast, but it seemed to contain a thousand powers, and it smashed in front of Lu Shuaifeng.
Lu Shuaifeng sneered at the corner of his mouth, shook his wrist, and connected the steel long sword to the scabbard, blocking it horizontally in front of his chest, showing the trend of an iron lock across the river, and greeted him. In his mind, with his cultivation as a great martial artist, he could easily seal this punch.
How can a martial artist at the level of a martial artist be compared to a great martial artist.
The next moment, the fist smashed on the long sword, with a bang, the steel long sword was connected to the scabbard, and it was bent in a violent arc, Lu Shuaifeng only felt a huge force coming, like a boulder smashing his head, making his face change greatly.