"Master, are you going to slay the dragon, Ling Rifeng's juniors, all come out, take a good look at it, don't miss it, and if you die, don't blame it for being a teacher. "There are disciples who are not too lively to come out of the mountain that they don't know what to say, whistling and haha, with a comfortable face, although they are often beaten by Zhang Mo's fists on weekdays, but it is very rare to see Zhang Mo and other high-level opponents fighting each other.

For a while, countless heads rushed out of Ling Rifeng, and the surrounding atmosphere was as lively as a busy city, many of Ling Rifeng's disciples were bare-chested and exposed, revealing the strong muscles of their upper bodies, standing on the top of the cliff, laughing and playing, but they were not afraid at all, only Zhou Yi and other disciples who had just entered Ling Rifeng, because they had not yet adapted to the atmosphere of Ling Rifeng, would feel a trace of fear.

Although Jiaolong is not a real dragon, but its blood is noble, it is undoubted, even if it is just a mixed blood Tongtian Jiao, it is also a rare rival.

The people of Ling Rifeng, on the other hand, are fighting to be beast slayers, and the most courageous beasts among them are, of course, the dragon clan, for the people of Ling Rifeng, the scars on their bodies when they hunt strange beasts or duel with opponents are symbols of honor.

Master, kill that dragon.

Unlike the disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, the disciples of Ling Rifeng gave their opponents enough respect, because in this way, they also respected themselves.

Up and down Ling Ri Peak, countless people waved their flags and shouted, and the sound of cheering resounded in the sky, not to mention that the silver Jiao in front of him was a death seal, that is, the silver Jiao of the four seals, Zhang Mo also wanted to go to the top and fight.

"Lietian, take the disciples in the peak to find out if there is a place to go out, I don't believe it, there is not a trace of loopholes in this Zhenlong chess game. "Zhang Mo is a careless and careful person, and he is now Gao Lietian, the eldest disciple of Ling Rifeng.

"Yes. "That Gao Lietian is a burly man dressed as a person, but in his eyes is the light of introverted wisdom, without leaking, maybe Ling Rifeng has no disciples who understand the way of sealing, but it doesn't mean that there is none, Gao Lietian is a special case, although it is not as good as Chen Qingyu and others, but his seal attainments are also remarkable.

said that what he was best at was strengthening the seal array.

Zhang Mo's sharp right hand waved horizontally, the momentum was monstrous, the handprint was pinched forward, and the straight one was a punch that hit the sky, and there was no other move, but it was Ling Rifeng's Great Bright Fist, but this Great Bright Fist had changed from the stone monkey's boxing.

Zhang Mo's boxing method integrates other more boxing characteristics, changeable and fierce, two completely different artistic conceptions, but it has been greatly reflected in Zhang Mo's boxing.

And this huge fist is Zhang Mo's most powerful mist, most of the elders of Zhufeng use swords or knives, after all, one inch is long and one inch is strong, but for Zhang Mo, he has always only honed his own fist, so above that fist, there is a slight condensation of the power of the seal, and it looks swarthy, like a piece of rough iron that has not been honed.

On weekdays, he often carries a dark chai knife, but that chai knife is not any seal treasure, but an extremely rough and ordinary chai knife, but it is that chai knife, in Zhang Mo's hands, it is extremely powerful and vigorous.

The huge fist shadow was like a black oppressive cloud, and in a blink of an eye, the fist was pinched, and it smashed down, and the punch fell, and the sky and the earth seemed to be upside down, for a while, the Tongtianjiao only felt that the heaven and earth in front of him were flipped, and the previous firmament chessboard was actually moved to the feet, and the silver scales on his body were counted, enclosing the periphery of the body in a circle, his scales could withstand the high-grade seal treasure in the ground steps, but he wanted to block Zhang Mo's fist, but at this moment it was delusional.

Terrifying fist intent, terrifying artistic conception.

Tongtian Jiao instinctively felt fear, and the huge fist directly slammed in, which was to firmly blast the silver Jiao's body out of a big hole, and on the silver scales, although there was no blood stains, but Dao cracks appeared, like broken glass.

"Roar!" Yinjiao was in pain and yelled at the sky, it was one of the most vicious beasts in the world, and it was said that the dragon came out of the poor mountains and evil waters, but at this moment, the ruthlessness of this Yinjiao was a bad move in front of Zhang Mo.

Boom, the fist that bombarded down like raindrops actually pressed the silver Jiao's body twitching, and the power of the whole body surging up wildly could not resist the suppressed power.

What a fierce fist, such a straight fist. Zhang Mo moved his hand, and the golden-bodied Buddha behind him also moved with his body, his eyes widened angrily, but he carried a fist that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

Fierce generals smashed down.

Okay, the overwhelming cheers rang out, as if they were about to explode Ling Ri Peak.

The huge golden fist, like a mighty golden sun, rushed into the sky and smashed on the chessboard.

And Zhang Mo's fist also came again at the same time as scheduled, and the cooperation was just right.

Zhang Mo punched, there was no gap, he could feel the incomparably hard touch coming from the fist, the touch like gold and iron. But he didn't give up, he smiled, his fist moved, and a huge seal force passed straight through the scales of the silver jiao.

With a "snap", a slight crisp sound was connected, and Zhang Mo's fist actually broke through the hard skin of the silver Jiao like this.

A silver scale, like a shard of glass, suddenly falls.

The silver Jiao was furious, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, the claws comparable to the top of the ground ladder were slashed out, and countless silver rays quietly collapsed from the fall, like silver meteors, transformed into tens of millions of silver rays, staggered, it was to pierce Zhang Mo's body, but Zhang Mo's dark body seemed to be made of steel and iron, not dodging or dodging, but it was hard to resist.

With a muffled snort, he just raised the big palm in his hand and slapped it towards the countless falling sons, breaking half of them, smashing them down, and then slamming them into the silver Jiao's body.

"Sure enough, there is something mysterious!" Zhang Mo praised, although his moves were powerful, but the recovery power of the silver Jiao was also surprisingly high, three fist shadows formed in an instant, and the next moment, other places had already begun to recover.

Zhang Mo raised his eyes and felt the pulse of the Zhenlong chessboard, although he didn't know the formation, he still knew it clearly, and knew that it was the Zhenlong chess game that gave this silver Jiao the qi of heaven and earth.

It used to be durable, and now it's very durable.

Zhang Mo said lightly.

But there is no slightest slowness, the only thing that answers the doubts in my heart is the fist in your hand, your recovery is strong, then I will fight until you can't reply.

Zhang Mo laughed heartily, and the laughter was volleying, very hearty, but it also made Yinjiao angry.

The body like the Great Wall rolled up in an instant, rolling between heaven and earth, roaring, roaring, and bursting with infinite heavenly power everywhere in the body.

The claws tore apart, tumbling up, and firmly shattered into Zhang Mo's body.

The high-pitched, piercing sound almost pierced the eardrum. A shallow blood mark was drawn on Zhang Mo's body.

The silver Jiao is moving, the momentum is like a monstrous sky, the huge weight is down, every time it is grabbed, the sky is trembling, the two claws are coming, the inexplicable heavenly power, like the divine power of the rolling side.

The claws are raised forward, as if they have the power to move mountains, and they have the power of the dragon to fall into the sea.

The giant claw broke through the air, and layers of power rose up one after another, pressing the golden-bodied Arhat, and pressing Zhang Mo, dozens of silver rays above the sky suddenly rose and were added to the body of Tongtian Jiao.

The silver light rang out, stinging at the glittering claws.