For the time being, with Fang Mo's strength, Fang Mo can't join the singular.

Only even numbers can be added.

It's been three years.

Fang Mo's fists fused ice and fire!

A blend of acceleration and stagnation!

A fusion of masculinity and femininity!

Fusion of horizontal and direct delivery!

A blend of pleasure and loss!

A fusion of heaven and earth!

A fusion of Black Flame and Blood Flame!

A fusion of wind and fire and cold heat!

A total of 10 pairs and 20 different types of damage are fused!

Fang Mo's left and right fists can be linked to the primary, after the ice fist and fire fist are finished, they will immediately connect the masculine and feminine, and immediately after the fight, they can be happy and bitter.

Fang Mo named this attack method: Yin Yang Serial Fist!

At the same time, Fang Mo can use yin and yang as the way, and integrate different injuries into yin and yang, causing a variety of mixed damage.

This requires a lot of energy, similar to Endless Punch.

The more types of damage fused, the more powerful it is, Fang Mo named it, Yin Yang Qiankun Fist!

There is a faint hint of heavenly flavor.

In the end, Fang Mo tested it, with the Yin and Yang Qiankun Fist, plus the Flame Fist!!

I'm a good girl!

The entire three-body space actually seemed to feel such a terrifying power for the first time.

A punch comes out.

Two unicorns rushed out of Fang Mo's fists at the same time.

One of the unicorns exudes cold, feminine, cold-eyed, ice and snow, loss, destruction, and so on, all negative energy.

And the other unicorn exudes the positive energy of fire, masculinity, daytime, pleasure, chic, and life!

Originally, Fang Mo's ordinary punch could reach a maximum multiple of 12,000 times.

Nowadays, the number of mixed types, if you mix ten types of damage, can be multiplied tenfold to 120,000 times the damage.

In addition, the Flame Fist can also have a tenfold damage multiplier, reaching 1.2 million times!!

Punch out!

The three-body space is tearing! Broken!

Fang Mo's body was directly torn in half by the two general trends of yin and yang.

Fang Mo's torn body was re-condensed.

Fang Mo had palpitations.

Fortunately, this is in the three-body space.

If he was outside, Fang Mo's current three injuries would probably have injured him to death.

Fang Mo's 1.2 million times damage was far beyond the capacity of Fang Mo's body.

Even a Star Sea-level powerhouse could not withstand 1.2 million times the damage.

1,200,000 times damage multiplier.

If you add 100 million star energy!

Can detonate a galaxy in an instant!

That's right, not a planet, but a galaxy.

No wonder Fang Mo's three-body space was directly torn apart just now.

Fang Mo had been tested, and his current body could withstand up to eight kinds of damage.

Eight Wound Punches!

More than eight kinds of damage, Fang Mo didn't hurt others, and he estimated that he would die!

Three days, three years of cultivation.

Succeed with flying colors.

Fang Mo walked out of the retreat room.

I just happened to meet Wu Yazi's personal disciple, named Mu Lizi.

Fang Mo was a little impressed by the naming method of this sect, and everyone's naming method was a format, what is wood.

If Fang Mo gave himself a name, Fang Mo would probably name himself, Mu and Zi.

Mu Lizi looked at Fang Mo with disdain: "Oops, it's actually out, the three-day period has arrived, I was ordered by my master to ask you to go to the martial arts arena to compete!" ”

Fang Mo nodded: "Got it, lead the way!" ”

Mu Lizi said disdainfully in his heart: Oh, he still looks light and light, and he really doesn't know the height of the sky, this kid should really think that he can defeat the master who has been cultivating for 70 years by retreating for three days, haha!

Mu Lizi led the way in front, humming a little song, and seemed to be very happy, probably thinking that he would be able to see how the master taught this arrogant boy a lesson later, and he couldn't help but talk happily in his heart.

Soon, Mu Lizi took Fang Mo to the martial arts arena.

Today's martial arts arena is very lively.

The disciples and elders of the entire Three Injuries Fist Sect, as well as the dozen or so potential new disciples who had just been accepted, also came.

Especially the Qi Tian who has the aura of the protagonist.

Qi Tian looked at Fang Mo with envy.

That's right, Qi Tian was very envious of Fang Mo.

Three days!

In just three days, Fang Mo actually had the courage to challenge the master.

In the past three days, Qi Tian has also exhausted all his energy to learn the exercises of the Three Injuries Fist.

However, three days is too short, even Qi Tian can be regarded as a genius that is difficult to produce in a hundred years.

Qi Tian has also entered the first stage of the Awakened Soul.

Soul power fused with both fists.

In just three days, Qi Tian could already make his soul power not reject the fist and freely shuttle through the meridians of the fist.

For other disciples, it will take at least three months.

In the next step, Qi Tian only needs to inject the soul into his fist, and then he can awaken the soul.

Precisely because of this.

Qi Tian felt that Fang Mo was really bold, and he dared to challenge the head in just three days.

This guts, Qi Tian is useless.

Qi Tian naturally didn't think that Fang Mo could win the master.

He thought it was just a small trick for Fang Mo to get attention and get everyone to pay attention to him.

Qi Tian clenched his fists, watched Fang Mo's confident smile walk into the martial arts arena, and secretly swore to himself: Now you will be proud, thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong! Don't bully young people into poverty!!

The more proud you are now, the more frustrated you will be in the future!

Up to three years! No, up to a year!

I'll surpass you!

The audience boiled.

Almost everyone was shouting, "Long live the boss!" The boss is invincible! ”

"The head of the sect teaches this disciple who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

Even if you are a fool, you know that if a disciple who has just started challenges the master, it is tantamount to death.

Fang Mo swaggered to the center of the martial arts arena, facing Wuyazi.

Wu Yazi is dressed in a white robe, which looks like a fairy wind and bones, and has a fairy atmosphere.

This is a certain level of cultivation, which invisibly exudes an aura.

Wuyazi is a dragon-level fifth-order, and the dragon represents a vision of heaven and earth, which is naturally different.

Wu Yazi touched his white goatee, squinted his eyes, and smiled kindly: "Little doll, three days are up, are you really sure you want to challenge me." ”

Fang Mo said lightly: "No, I'm not trying to challenge you!" ”

Wow –

The audience was in an uproar.

"Sure enough, this kid is scared!"

"Cut, I thought this kid was so powerful, I didn't expect this pants to take off half, and I was cowardly!"

Wu Yazi was about to speak.

Fang Mo continued: "You are not worthy of my challenge, I want to defeat you openly!" ”

Hiss –

Wu Yazi gasped, which made the old man angry.

"Good! Good! Good! Wu Yazi said three words in a row, "Originally, I thought of your rare talent, and I wanted to be merciful, but your little doll is really unsightly, and you are bold, today I want you to understand the truth that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind!" Let's make a move! ”

Originally, as Mu Yazi's identity, he naturally wanted to let the juniors, so let Fang Mo make the first move.

Who knows-

Fang Mo actually shook his finger: "No, no, no, it's better for you to make a move, I'm afraid that if I make a move, you won't have a chance to make a move!" ”

Zizizizi!

Mu Yazi's whole body energy burned, and he was angry! He's furious!!

Mao didn't have a kid with Zhang Qi, he was extremely arrogant, look at the moves!

Mu Yazi didn't care about his identity, he took the lead in making a move, and as soon as he made a move, it was the five rings and three injuries punch!