This was the first time Fang Mo had fought with a person since he met Sword.

It can't be counted with Wang Shao that time, because Wang Shao's level may be really the 3rd order of the Qi Cultivation Realm, but as Miss Zhuo said, this guy is completely a level piled up with medicine, his actual combat ability is very weak, and his combat experience is also very weak, so he can't pose a threat to Fang Mo at all.

The result of this was that in the last battle with Wang Shao, Fang Mo only realized that the power of the "new internal breath" after he fused that sword qi was unpredictable.

But now, after he was sure that Miss Zhuo was strong enough to take over his internal breath and use it with all his might, he found that the more he tried to use the new internal breath, the weaker his control over it became.

It's not "out of control" in the traditional sense, but ...... Not very obedient.

Perhaps, to put it another way, this is like a good operating system, but a software that is not under this operating system is hard-installed, and it will always be awkward, unsuitable and unsatisfactory to use.

Now the internal breath in Fang Mo's body always gave Fang Mo a feeling that it was difficult to fully control, and it would have problems at any time.

In addition to this, he found another serious problem.

As the battle between the two deepened, Fang Mo used more and more of his internal breath in order to win, and he found that the sharpness of his internal breath was becoming more and more obvious.

This feeling became clearer and stronger, and when it came to the back, Fang Mo actually had the illusion that his inner breath had completely turned into that sword qi.

I'm afraid this is not a delusion.

When Fang Mo manipulated Nei Xi and Miss Zhuo to fight non-stop, the Nei Xi in his body always looked restless, ready to move in Fang Mo's body, as if he was looking for a breakthrough at any time.

It's like a flood water is accumulating in a reservoir, looking for an outlet.

Fang Mo knew that if this situation continued, the final result that awaited him would probably be that his internal breath would be completely out of control, and the most likely consequence for him at that time would be that the meridians of his whole body would be overwhelmed by the out-of-control internal breath, and he would not die or die.

If you want to stop this situation, it is easy to admit defeat and stop fighting, so that you don't have to continue to urge the internal breath and let it gradually return to stability.

But Fang Mo knew that this would not work.

Unless he never practices the exercises in the future, never urges the internal breath again, or never fights with other people again, this situation will still appear now, and it may only be more serious.

If this problem cannot be solved, then unless he accepts his fate in the future and becomes an ordinary person who is insulated from his cultivation for the rest of his life, it will be a death.

In a hurry, what flashed in Fang Mo's mind was the words that Sword said to him before he died.

"You have to treat yourself as a flying sword to cultivate."

Fang Mo instantly remembered the introduction in the opening exercise of the refining chapter, and thought silently for a moment in his heart, without too much hesitation, and made up his mind.

"Bang-"

Fang Mo raised his hand and fought hard with Miss Zhuo again, feeling that the sword-like internal breath in his body was blocked back, and he was even more restless, as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

As soon as his mind turned, the incomparable internal breath swirled around the meridians in his body, and suddenly he made a detour and stabbed straight into another meridian.

"Poof—"

The meridians were injured, and Fang Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Miss Zhuo, who was about to rush over and attack again, was startled, sensing that the blood mist spewing out of Fang Mo's mouth also seemed to contain a powerful internal breath, she thought that this was some special move launched by Fang Mo, so she hurriedly avoided it and took two steps back, intending to observe the situation before talking.

Who knew that she had just pushed it away, but Fang Mo opened her mouth, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

This made Miss Zhuo feel very inexplicable.

This guy obviously fought well with himself, and the two sides looked comparable, why did he suddenly vomit blood on his own?

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the urge to spurt blood.

The two mouthfuls of blood that spurted out in front of him were because the internal breath forcibly opened up the two main meridians.

With experience, and more importantly, after the internal breath has an outlet for catharsis, he has a lot less urge to vomit blood.

However, that doesn't mean it's over.

According to the requirements described in the opening exercise of the refining chapter, if you want to achieve the cultivation standard of the human body flying sword, the most basic thing is that the meridians of the whole body can accommodate the sword qi, turning the human body into a sword body.

It's just that I'm afraid that I can't do it on my own, and the current Fang Mo hasn't cultivated to this extent, if you want to do this, you still need to rely on external forces.

And now, there is an external force in front of me.

Fang Mo took a light breath, tried to squeeze out a little smile, and beckoned to Miss Zhuo, who was a little dazed opposite.

"I'm sorry, there was an accident, Miss Zhuo, come, let's continue."

"Do you want to continue?" Miss Zhuo looked at Fang Mo in surprise. "How can you continue like this?"

"Don't worry, this is just a characteristic of my exercises, the more I vomit blood, the stronger it gets. How? Miss Zhuo, are you scared? ”

Miss Zhuo's face immediately sank, and she snorted coldly: "What am I afraid of?" I think you are open-minded when you see money, and you don't even plan to ask for your own life for money. But you brought it on yourself, don't expect me to show mercy. ”

"Of course, I'm a sparring partner, Miss Zhuo just have fun."

Fang Mo responded, turned his head to look at Zheng Xuan in the audience, shook his head lightly at him, and then took a pose and motioned for Miss Zhuo to continue.

Miss Zhuo snorted coldly again, not politely, and kicked her over again.

"Bang-"

Fang Mo raised his hand to block it, and the internal breath in the sea of qi was generated, circling in the meridians that had just been forcibly opened, and suddenly became even stronger and more powerful than just now.

The fists and legs intersected, but Miss Zhuo's kick was blasted back by Fang Mo's punch.

"Huh?"

Miss Zhuo was surprised.

The two of them had been fighting for a long time before, and she had basically tested that Fang Mo's real strength was actually about the same as her, and Fang Mo might be slightly inferior in terms of internal strength, but now this time, why did he suddenly become stronger?

Could it be that this guy is still hiding his strength?

Miss Zhuo didn't believe it in her heart, and when she turned around, she was about to kick it again, but she found that Fang Mo's body shook, and a wisp of blood suddenly oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"I see. This guy must have used some kind of evil sect technique to forcibly improve his internal breath, no wonder he vomited blood for no reason. Hmph, this guy is desperate to be seriously injured himself, and even his foundation is damaged, so he has to win against me? I won't let you win, this money-grubbing guy! ”

Thinking of this, Miss Zhuo snorted, turned around, and in an instant, dozens of leg shadows appeared, overlapping and overlapping, making people inexplicably unpredictable.

This is a high-level leg technique that she has only recently mastered.

However, Fang Mo's purpose at this time was not just to compete with her in martial arts, there were many shadows on his legs before meeting, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, just bent his arms and blocked his chest, and at the same time mobilized his internal breath with all his might.

"Bang-"

Miss Zhuo kicked Fang Mo in the chest, blocked by his arms, and the two sides collided violently, Miss Zhuo only felt as if she had kicked on a sharp blade, and an extremely sharp and fierce aura struck, forcing her to withdraw her foot, not daring to exert all her strength.

Fang Mo's body shook slightly, and he endured it without vomiting blood.

Then the strong internal breath impact brought by Miss Zhuo's foot, he led the internal breath in his body to break through the two meridians.

This brought more damage to his already traumatized body, but it also gave him more space for internal breath to vent and rage.

This feeling of pain and comfort made Fang Mo not know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

But in any case, it turned out that this method was still effective, and the only problem was that his body could not stand it.

Without further ado, Fang Mo also knew that he couldn't drag on like this, and before Miss Zhuo could continue to attack, he took the first step and punched over.

"Boom-"

"Bang bang bang-"

"Boom-"

……

The two figures staggered quickly through the ring, each time bringing a strong bombardment.

Every time he exchanged punches and kicks, Fang Mo would lead the sword-like internal breath in his body to break through one or two meridians.

Such a meridian after a meridian accumulated, at first it took a lot of strength for the sword qi to break through a meridian, and it was not so easy, but as the meridians were gradually broken through, the sword qi became more and more fierce and fierce, and then it was like a flood erupting, like a broken bamboo, and in an instant, several meridian pulses were broken.

Fang Mo no longer vomited blood at this time, and traces of blood oozed from the surface of his body, dyeing his originally white practice clothes almost completely red.

At this time, he had long forgotten to worry about so much, and there were only two thoughts in his mind, one was to refine the sword body, and the other was to win.

The meridians in his body were forcibly broken through by the sword qi, and the internal breath in Fang Mo's body was further converging, and the impact of the sword qi was even more irresistible, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

I don't know how long it took, the last meridian in Fang Mo's body had been broken by the sword qi, and he instantly felt an indescribable feeling of comfort in his whole body, and his internal breath quickly flowed around his body, returning again and again, just right to form a perfect Zhou Tian cycle that contained the whole body.

Fang Mo's heart suddenly gave birth to enlightenment.

The circulation of Zhou Tian, the internal breath is self-contained, and it is endless, which is clearly a sign that only Zhou Tian Realm has.

He actually broke through from the 2nd order of the Qi Cultivation Realm to the Zhou Tian Realm in one fell swoop!