Soldier School Palace, outside the dining hall.

After Zhang Song followed the flow of people and rushed out of the canteen, he was looking for Xiao Mo's whereabouts everywhere.

"Xiao Mo is here!"

A domineering roar suddenly sounded in front of him, immediately attracting the attention of the nearly 100 disciples of the Military Academy, including Zhang Song.

Zhang Song looked intently, and saw a handsome young man with a cold face, his body was as elegant as a cloud, and he was rapidly approaching his side.

"Soldier!"

At the same time that Zhang Song was slightly startled in his heart, he suddenly heard the three senior brothers in front of him who were already in the middle stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm shouting in unison as they galloped forward, and he subconsciously shouted out with the disciples of the Academy Palace around him at the same time: "Wan Sheng!"

"Soldier!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Bing—"

The last time that the soldiers shouted three times when they were facing the enemy, the three leading disciples of the Academy Palace in the middle of the Qi Cultivation Realm had just shouted the first word, and they found that Xiao Mo's extremely fast figure on the opposite side had actually increased his speed again! In an instant, he rushed to the side of the three of them!

"Rush!"

Xiao Mo calculated the distance, and kicked hard in the last step, and while quickly approaching the unprepared three people in front of him, his right arm was instantly attached to a layer of Mowu internal force that was constantly flowing like light ink.

In the middle of the Qi Cultivation Realm, the internal Qi is externally revealed!

"Bang!"

A swift and lightning-like ink-colored punch instantly blasted the middle of the unprepared leader trio into the middle of the academy disciple cleanly!

Among the three of them, the disciple of the Academy Palace on Xiao Mo's left had already reacted at this time, after he saw that the senior brother next to him was easily blown away by a punch, his heart sank, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and his right arm instantly gathered a pale silver Zhan Tao's internal force, as if the right fist wrapped in flowing liquid metal directly took Xiao Mo's left rib without any fancy eyes!

"Smack!"

At the last moment, Xiao Mo formed a palm with his left hand, gathered Mowu's internal strength, and was able to block the fierce blow from the left, but he didn't come to breathe a sigh of relief, and his heart was suddenly alarmed!

At the moment when he felt the tiger in the right rear of his head, Xiao Mo did not hesitate at all, and with the remaining force of the fist collision, the 'twisting step' in the cloud change naturally came out, and in an instant, he turned to the back of the body of the person who hit him with a punch just now, and at the same time, he was able to dodge the dark sword of another sword-holding academy disciple behind him.

"Not good!" The disciple of the Academy Palace who had his back to Xiao Mo knew that something was wrong the moment Xiao Mo disappeared in front of him, his reaction was not unpleasant, his right foot was instantly wrapped by Zhan Tao's internal force, and then he kicked Xiao Mo behind him violently!

"Hmm!"

As soon as Xiao Mo turned behind the disciples of this academy palace, the sense of crisis that had just disappeared in his divine consciousness struck fiercely again, his heart sank, and the internal strength of his hands Mo Wu appeared, completely enveloping his two palms, his eyes were sharp, and his palms were steadily blocked under him!

"Bang!"

Under the fierce collision of silver and ink-colored internal forces, Xiao Mo's whole body shook violently, but his complexion did not change, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, his palms turned into claws!

After grabbing the opponent, Xiao Mo's eyes were cold, and his arms turned into soft vines, quickly winding upwards along the opponent's grabbed calves!

'Fujihand!'

In an instant, the entire thigh of the Academy Palace disciple was broken by Xiao Mo, and Xiao Mo's whole body violently exerted force, and he actually lifted the Academy Palace disciple with both hands!

"Go!"

Xiao Mo roared angrily, and threw the Academy disciples he lifted towards the many young Academy disciples who had just arrived behind.

"Park!"

Xiao Mo just threw out the captured Xuegong disciple, and the sound of a sharp blade entering his body came,

His eyes froze, and at the last moment of the alarm madness, he used a 'rush' to the side, not letting the dark sword behind him penetrate too deep into his body.

Then he turned around sharply, looked at the disciple who had just stabbed him in the back, smiled coldly, and used force under his feet, while running to the sword-holding academy disciple in front, his right hand flashed, and the Wen Holy Sword instantly started, Xiao Mo lifted the Wen Holy Sword, and with the extreme speed brought by the 'rush', he quickly stabbed the Chinese Holy Sword towards the sword-holding Academy Palace disciple in front of him like a dragon swimming in the sea!

Seeing Xiao Mo's fierce coming, the disciple of the Sword Martial Palace was about to launch a talisman to dodge, but when he saw the reinforcements coming in the rear in an instant, his heart moved, and his face turned terried, "He was stabbed by me just now! And looking at the process of fighting with the senior brothers just now, the realm should be in the middle of the same Qi Cultivation Realm as mine! As long as I stop him, the others will have a chance!"

His eyes flashed, he put the long sword in his hand across his chest, and put one hand against the sword body, and Zhan Tao's internal force completely wrapped the sword body, obviously wanting to resist Xiao Mo's sword!

"In the same realm, I see how you-"

"Bang!"

Xiao Mo struck the disciples of the Academy Palace who were trying to resist with a sword in front of him with a sword in an instant!

Xiao Mo didn't look at the disciples of the Academy Palace who were knocked away, he turned around suddenly, stood with his eyes open, and pointed directly at the nearly 100 disciples of the Academy Palace opposite with a sword under the blood-soaked robe, with an indifferent expression,

"Bang!"

At this time, the previous disciple of the Sword Holding Academy Palace who was knocked away suddenly fell to the ground and smashed on the stone bench not far behind Xiao Mo, as if he was unconscious.

The disciples of the Hundred Learning Palace opposite Xiao Mo saw that the three senior brothers in the middle stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm were blown away by Xiao Mo one by one in less than five breaths, and their momentum suddenly stagnated.

"Is there anyone in charge?" Xiao Mo looked around at everyone and smiled faintly.

There was a strange silence around for a moment,

"Stop!"

As soon as the many disciples of the Academy who were confronting Xiao Mo were about to make a bold move, they saw a silver light flash on Xiao Mo's side, and then a silver-haired old man wearing a mountain-patterned battle armor, with white eyebrows and an old face appeared.

"General Zhao Mu!"

"General Zhao is here! The thief can't run away this time!"

"General Zhao be careful! Don't let that Xiao Mo escape!"

For a while, the young Academy disciples present were excited.

Zhao Mu frowned, and waved his hand violently in the direction where the disciples of the Academy Palace who were present gathered,

"Silence!"

The scene was suddenly silent.

Zhao Mu saw that these Academy Palace disciples were forbidden, nodded slightly, and after glancing at the Wen Shengjian in Xiao Mo's hand on the side, he actually turned around and staggered away from Xiao Mo, and walked in another direction with a solemn face.

Under the incomprehensible and puzzled eyes of the disciples of the Academy, Zhao Mu took a few steps forward, and after standing still, his silver hair was windless, and his face was not angry and arrogant.

"Don't you explain?"

"Haha, Lao Zhao, long time no see!"

Yan Shuangdao laughed, and a dodge flashed in front of Zhao Mu from the corner, "I don't want to see if the apprentice can handle this matter by himself without me coming forward." As he spoke, Yan Shuangdao's big hand slapped Zhao Mu's shoulder heavily.

As if he had been prepared, Zhao Mu's figure flashed in an instant, and he perfectly dodged Yan Shuangdao's big hand in a millimeter, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was extremely complicated, "You Yan Shuangdao actually accepted him as an apprentice?