"Why is this kid's strength so strong!" Bai Fengyuan exclaimed, and immediately there was no longer any strength left, and all of them surged out, slamming together with Jiang Mo's fist.

Rumble---

A loud roar suddenly resounded from the place where the two of them were fighting, and a circle of energy ripples swept away wildly, shattering the bluestone ground in front of the Lingyan Pavilion.

Click, rub.

The hard bluestone cracked inch by inch, and under the tremendous pressure, it turned into powder and dispersed with the wind.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

After the punch, both of them took a few steps backwards before they could stabilize their bodies.

Jiang Mo shook his arm, adjusted his breath, and immediately rushed out again.

Between the two of them, one after another energy exploded, constantly resounding, and such a terrifying physical bombardment made everyone present tremble.

"This Jiang Mo is really terrifying!"

"After fighting so many tricks with the city lord, he didn't show any signs of defeat. ”

"The city lord is a three-star martial artist, could it be that he, Jiang Mo, has such a terrifying cultivation at such an age?"

Previously, Jiang Han, who was smashed by Jiang Mo's punch, had returned to the Black Stream Army, and his eyes had been staring at Jiang Mo's body and had not moved away.

The more he looked at him, the more frightened he became, he thought that Jiang Mo had already used all his strength for his punch.

Only after seeing the fierce battle between Jiang Mo and Bai Fengyuan with his own eyes can he deeply understand how terrifying Jiang Mo's physical combat power is!

"It's good that guy didn't use all his strength just now, otherwise, I'm afraid I'm a dead man by now!" Jiang Han said with palpitations.

Bang, bang, bang.

In the field, Jiang Mo and Bai Fengyuan have been fighting for dozens of rounds, and the two sides are not up or down, and there are scars on their bodies.

Jiang Mo's slightly thin and emaciated figure looked a little weak against the backdrop of Bai Fengyuan's body that was more than two meters tall.

However, from that thin body, the powerful combat power that erupted even Bai Fengyuan did not dare to underestimate in the slightest.

"Where did this kid come from, how could he be so difficult!" Bai Fengyuan scolded angrily.

Jiang Mo not only punched extremely hard, but also the speed was extremely fast, and afterimages kept flashing in the field, giving Bai Fengyuan a headache.

Boom!

Suddenly, Jiang Mo grabbed a defensive gap in Bai Fengyuan, directly turned his fist into a palm knife, and slashed at Bai Fengyuan's ribs.

Suddenly, the power like a mountain torrent erupted poured into Bai Fengyuan's ribs without reservation, knocking it out.

Boom---

Bai Fengyuan's body, which was more than three hundred catties, slammed into the ground, smashing the ground into a crack.

At the same time, a trace of blood spilled from his mouth.

"Father!" Seeing this scene, Bai Feng's face turned pale and in disbelief.

"City Lord, City Lord is actually injured!"

The Black Stream Army exclaimed, and looked at Jiang Mo again in his gaze, as if looking at a monster.

Ling Qingxuan's beautiful eyes flickered, looking at the emaciated back, and there was a lot of brilliance in her beautiful eyes.

"This guy, where is his true strength?"

"What are you calling, Lao Tzu is not dead yet!" Bai Fengyuan turned over from the ground and stood up, shouting angrily: "Bring Lao Tzu's Red Demon Stick!"

As his words fell, a long fine iron stick with a length of three feet was carried out.

Fourth-Order True Martial Weapon --- Red Demon Stick!

The four Black Stream Army carried this red demon stick at the same time, and they all had a little difficulty, it can be imagined how heavy this red demon stick was!

"Rubbish!" Bai Fengyuan scolded, and then his big hand reached out, grabbed the red demon stick, and then waved it in his hand.

For a while, in this space, there was a strong sound of air flow agitation, and the sound of air explosion continued to resound.

"Boy, eat me with a stick!" Bai Fengyuan slashed the soles of his feet on the ground, and suddenly a wave of Yuan Li swept away, shaking everyone out.

On top of the red demon stick, fiery red Yuan Li swirled around it, making it seem as if it had been salvaged from the magma.

When the words fell, the red demon stick exploded the air and smashed down.

Jiang Mo didn't dare to slack off, the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword in his hand flashed out, and he immediately blocked the red demon stick.

Qiang ---

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing rang out, and suddenly a large number of sparks splashed everywhere, and a circle of Yuan strength and qi waves also spread out from it.

Woohoohoo---

Failing to succeed in one blow, Bai Fengyuan deceived himself, the red demon stick waved non-stop, and in the air, hundreds of fiery red stick shadows were endless, encompassing Jiang Mo.

However, Jiang Mo's speed of sword release was also as fast as the peak, and a series of quaint sword shadows formed a wall of sword light in front of him!

The sharp sword light cut through the air and tore the crimson stick shadow away.

The Red Demon Stick is powerful and the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword is extremely fast, both of them have their own advantages, and for a while, they are fighting together.

After a moment of fierce fighting, Bai Fengyuan felt the aura that permeated Jiang Mo's body, the latter was just a one-star martial artist.

"Your martial arts cultivation is only a one-star Martial Monarch realm?" Bai Fengyuan asked in surprise after smashing out a stick.

"Well, it's enough to deal with you. Jiang Mo smiled faintly.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily, the strength of the three-star martial artist is stronger than you imagined!"

As the words fell, a rich fiery red vitality suddenly emerged from Bai Fengyuan's body, enveloping his body, and the temperature around him continued to rise.

"Is this so, the strength of the three-star martial monarch is indeed not weak. However, I, Jiang Mo, may not be a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others!" Jiang Mo smiled coldly, and then stepped heavily on the ground with the soles of his feet, with a strong fighting spirit, and rose to the sky!

From beginning to end, Jiang Mo regarded this Bai Fengyuan as an opponent to hone himself, how could he retreat in the slightest because of the strength shown by the latter?

"Next, I'll let you see, the true strength of the three-star martial monarch!" Bai Fengyuan Sen Ran snorted coldly, and immediately on the red demon stick, a strong fiery red light burst out.

Immediately after, Bai Fengyuan was full of muscles, brandished the Red Demon Stick, and directly roared and smashed down.

In an instant, it was as if the heavens and the earth were trembling for a moment.

The vitality of the world in front of him seemed to be stirred by some powerful force and became boiling.

Thundered.

The earth-shattering loud noise, accompanied by the red demon stick, fell with a bang.

"Sweep the Eight Desolations!"

Bai Fengyuan shouted violently, and the red stick shadow actually rose against the storm, becoming a hundred feet huge.

It was as if it was about to pierce the sky!

"Changhong through the sun!" Jiang Mo didn't have the slightest contempt, he shouted violently, and the cyan yuan power around his body surged, which was directly injected into the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword.

Suddenly, a round of dazzling sword light like the scorching sun slashed away against the huge red stick shadow of a hundred feet!

(End of chapter)