In the open space at the mouth of the Qingxi Valley, withered grass flies.

Lin Yuan pulled out the dead branch inserted in his nostrils, wiped away the nosebleed, and cursed fiercely: "Niang Xipi, what a cunning and nasty guy!"

As he spoke, Wei Mo had already punched one by one, and the other two Lin family disciples were eliminated. Lin Yuan was scared and hurriedly hid away.

Lin Lun was furious, but instead of rushing forward, he took a step back. His gaze followed Veemo, not just down to the slightest.

Ghost talent, dark horse, really deserves its name. This guy is clearly only a first-order four-fold martial cultivator, but what the hell is his speed? Lin Lun asked himself, with his first-order sevenfold strength, he was not that fast.

I saw that Wei Mo was like a wind, shuttling through the clearing at a rapid speed, and the three people were solved in the blink of an eye. Then, like a demonic beast rushing down the hillside, he pounced on Lin Yuan, who was chattering and cursing.

Lin Yuan's nosebleed couldn't be wiped off, and his heart became more and more annoyed. suffered a loss from Lin Lun, of course he didn't dare to vent it on Lin Lun. So, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Vemo. Anyway, if you stand far away, we'll run when he comes.

And with Lin Lun here, Wei Mo didn't dare to do anything with him...... Perhaps.

Before he could utter a curse, he saw Wei Mo rushing madly. On that face, there was a smile as bright as the warm sun.

Wei Moga stopped for a moment, and the two of them almost nose to nose.

Lin Yuan's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he held his breath and glared at Wei Mo: "You, what are you going to do?"

"I'm here to warm you!" Wei Mo said with a grin, raising his fist lightly and shaking it in front of him.

Warm your head, warm up, is there a warm person like you? Lin Yuan's face turned blue with anger, but that fist had grown rapidly in front of his eyes.

Bang!

Lin Yuan only felt as if his head had been hit hard by a huge piece of granite. The head leaned back and forth vigorously on the neck, and in the middle of the whirlwind, the others had fallen limply to the ground.

Wei Mo grinned, blew his fist, and turned to look at Lin Lun: "It's your turn, I have something very important today, and I have delayed it for you." Alas, the compensation is forgotten, if you are conscious, you can get out. ”

"What if you don't realize it?" Lin Lun asked coldly.

"Unconsciously I'll help you get out!" Wei Mo gritted his teeth and burst out a few words between his teeth.

Swish!

He kicked his legs hard, and the whole person bounced up like a powerful spring, reaching more than two feet above the ground.

Tom tom!

Three punches in a row, like iron as stone, hit the opponent from top to bottom.

Lin Lun was slightly surprised, a first-order martial cultivator, focusing on foundation building, mainly cultivating physical strength. The increase in agility only began after the second order. Most of the light body martial arts can only be cultivated by third-order martial cultivators.

Therefore, without the assistance of special equipment, it would be difficult for a first-order martial cultivator to jump more than a zhang high.

What the hell is this kid?

While thinking about it, Lin Lun was not idle. He clenched his left hand into a fist and put his back behind him. The right hand becomes a palm, urging the martial veins and boosting the Xuan power.

The powerful Xuan Li was like a flood of waves, rolling out and pouring into every inch of his muscles.

From the outside, his whole person looked like he was immersed in water waves. The wind around him also moved, and there was a faint sound of waves.

Thousands of waves!

Although this is the Lin family's uninherited learning, the three major families have studied their respective martial arts.

Wei Mo had also heard Uncle Zhong and Qin'er mention this palm technique, so he naturally understood something.

He frowned, it was this palm technique that hurt Qin'er, and now when he saw Lin Lun, his eyes were almost spewing fire.

The powerful energy that erupted from Lin Lun's body rolled up a whirlwind, blowing snow and dead branches flying all over the ground.

The first-order sevenfold and the first-order fourfold, even if Wei Mo is a dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts, he can't resist it.

Bang!

Lin Lun slammed his feet, jumped up, and slapped Wei Mo's fists with one palm. The strong force made Wei Mo feel a tingling pain in the air two feet in the air. It was as if there were several pairs of big hands, constantly tearing at his muscles and flesh, trying to tear him apart.

Syllable!

The fists and palms struck, the cold wind swirled by, the stones and branches were swept away, and the ground around the two was extremely clean in an instant.

The powerful Xuan Force, from Lin Lun's palm to Wei Mo's fist, his two hands seemed to be hit by a hundred-foot wave. The waves of rage hit his skin, muscles, and bones one after another, and the pain hit him, and his fingers were about to shatter.

He gritted his teeth, his brow furrowed, and tried to bounce upward.

The first-order sevenfold is really not easy to deal with.

"Get me down!" Lin Lun sneered, how could he let him run away? After realizing that Wei Mo was going to escape, he turned his palm into a grasp, grabbed Wei Mo's fist, and pulled it down fiercely.

Wei Mo couldn't dodge it, and was ripped off by him, falling to the ground with a thud. The moment he landed, he was like a copper hammer, pushing forward fiercely, and his right fist hit Lin Lun's chest.

The sullen pain hit, Lin Lun only felt a surge of qi and blood tumbling upward, and then the cold cold light suddenly flashed, and a light blue spirit arrow shot out.

His heart sank, and he felt the cold killing intent in the cold wind, and hurriedly let go of his hand and took a few steps back. The arrow pressed to his cheek, whistling past and sinking into a dead tree.

Click, click!

The tree began to freeze in the middle, and after a while, it became an ice tree.

Glancing back at the frozen dead tree, Lin Lun gritted his teeth and said secretly: "The rumors are really good, this kid has a double cultivation of spirit and martial arts, and he can't stay!"

In the huge Qinghua City, the strength of the three major families is almost the same, and they check and balance each other, so that they can get along safely so far.

But the three major families, for so many years, have never produced a single spiritual cultivator, let alone a dual cultivation of spiritual martial arts.

Lingwu dual cultivation is a rare genius, and in less than ten years, they will not even be able to see the back of this kid. When the time comes, will there still be their good?

Originally, Lin Lun just wanted to teach Wei Mo a lesson, but now, murderous intent surged in his heart.

The howling wind rolled up from him again, the sound of water waves continued, and the powerful Xuan Li surged up his arms, and his palms flew like a raging wind and waves, frantically hitting Wei Mo.

After Wei Mo shot out the spirit arrow, he had already taken the opportunity to retreat a foot away. But before he could stand firm, he was hit by a violent wave and took a few steps backwards.

He felt that this power was at least twice the power of his palm just now!

This is the true strength of the first-order sevenfold.

Fang Cai's palm power, Wei Mo almost couldn't bear it, let alone now?

He can only run desperately, trying to win with speed while draining his opponent's strength and physical strength. Perhaps, there is still a possibility of fighting.

However, Lin Lun's Xuan Power seemed to be inexhaustible, and the cold palm wind mixed with flying sand and stones kept rushing towards Wei Mo. Hit his face, neck, and torso, like a hidden weapon, and all parts of his body hurt.

"Haha, so lively?" Suddenly a hearty laugh came from the mouth of the valley, followed by the sound of galloping hooves.

Lin Lun and Wei Mo were taken aback, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look. I saw an iron-headed wolf horse with a slight smile, carrying a man in white galloping.

As the iron-headed wolf approached, the man leaped forward like a bolt of lightning and sliced between them.

The white shirt is fluttering, the green silk is flying, the man is handsome and straight, his eyes are like stars, and the corners of his eyes are smiling. He looked at Wei Mo first, and then at Lin Lun. When he looked at Wei Mo, he was visibly stunned.

"It turned out to be the third young man of the Lin family, but do you remember me?" the man smiled at Lin Lun.