"Broken!"

Yang Mo smashed his fist into the Stone of Destiny.

Boom!

Tremendous forces collide together.

Yang Mo's whole body was shocked and flew out.

After three steps, he barely stood firm.

Yun Xinsu hurriedly rushed over, wanting to support Yang Mo.

"I'm fine. ”

Yang Mo patted Yun Xinsu's little hand, signaling that he could stand firmly.

At this time.

All eyes are cast on the Stone of Destiny.

The Stone of Destiny is still sitting there intact.

"Haha!

Situ's frightened and smug laughter instantly resounded throughout the entire martial arts fighting platform.

"I said it's impossible, this kid wants to be strong, and now there's a good show. ”

"According to the gambling contract, this kid wants to wear linen and filial piety, and keep filial piety for Situ for three years, which is simply embarrassing and thrown home. ”

"Not only is it a shame, I'm afraid Situ will not let him go, he is dead!"

Discussions, ridicule, and ridicule came and went, and they all waited to see Yang Mo's jokes.

"Are you going to wear it yourself, or do you want me to send someone to wear it for you?" Situ came to Yang Mo in shock.

Yang Mo smiled slightly: "The results haven't come out yet, it's not certain who loses and who wins!"

"Haha! Don't have any illusions. The Stone of Destiny is as strong as ever, will it crack on its own?"

However, Situ's frightened voice just fell.

Suddenly.

There was a click.

"It's ......"

Situ was shocked and changed color, and hurriedly turned back to look at the Stone of Destiny.

I saw that a shallow crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the intact stone.

Then, the rift began to widen.

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The rift is also growing.

In an instant, the surface of the Stone of Destiny was covered with countless cracks.

"This ...... How is this possible?" Situ Feng's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the cracks.

He really couldn't figure it out, Yang Mo was only in the early stage of cultivating the Martial Xuan Netherworld, how could the power of a punch be so great, and the stone of destiny that he couldn't shake could be broken by him.

However, at this moment.

Rumble!

A loud bang was heard.

The Stone of Destiny burst open along those cracks.

The whole stone turned into countless small pebbles and burst out in all directions.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the referee hurriedly mobilized the aura in his body and laid a defense in front of these martial cultivators to prevent them from being injured.

It took two seconds for the stones to stop completely.

Everyone looked in the direction of the Stone of Destiny, and there was only a layer of ash left, and there was still any Stone of Destiny.

Yang Mo looked at Situ and frightened: "You lost!"

This sound silenced everyone present.

At this moment, no one questioned Yang Mo anymore, and the discussions, ridicule, and ridicule just now disappeared without a trace.

Everyone's eyes were on Situ Shock.

According to the gambling agreement, Situ lost and had to kowtow to Yang Mo three times in public.

"You, you, what are you doing here?"

Situ yelled in shock, trying to hide his panic with anger.

Everyone knew that if Situ Jingfeng really knelt down for Yang Mo, then he was afraid that he would not be able to raise his head in the face of Yang Mo for the rest of his life.

It's just that Situ lost the bet, and he couldn't help but kneel.

Stalemate!

Situ clenched his fists and rode the tiger hard.

At this time, behind the Xiuwu Fighting Platform, a white-clothed Taoist flew in.

"Little friend, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, please see the poor face, how about letting him go?" said the white-clothed Taoist.

Yang Mo didn't know this white-clothed Taoist, but since he could fly over from the martial arts fighting platform, his identity was definitely not ordinary.

"Dao Chief, I can give you face, but if I just lose, will Situ Fengfeng give me face?"

This is reasonable, even if the identity of the white-clothed Taoist is there, it is not easy to say that it is wrong.

The white-clothed Taoist nodded, and continued: "Little friend, Poor Dao naturally won't let you give this face in vain. ”

With that, the white-clothed Taoist took out a pill bottle from the sleeve of his robe.

"This is the Ascension Pill, which can help Xiaoyou break through to the middle stage of the Xiuwu Xuan Netherworld, and please smile at it. With a wave of his hand, the white-clothed Daoist waved his hand, and the Flying Ascension Pill was in Yang Mo's hands.

The Flying Ascension Pill can help Yang Mo improve his cultivation, which is a treasure.

It's just that if this good thing alone can make Yang Mo let go of Situ Shock, it would be too much to underestimate Yang Mo.

Yang Mo smiled slightly, and then said: "Dao Chang's kindness, the kid understands it, but these three rings are related to face, just a bottle of Feisheng Pill, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make the kid loose." ”

The white-clothed Taoist's eyes burst out with a fine light, and his face sank slightly, already a little displeased.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Yang Mo continued and said, "It's better to be like this! Dao Chief, how about you give me all the Escape Talisman and Qi and Blood Talisman on your body? ”

The Escape Talisman can help Yang Mo escape at a critical time, and the Qi and Blood Talisman can help Yang Mo protect his strength by burning Qi and blood.

No matter what kind of talisman it is, it is what Yang Mo needs, and it can't be refined now.

The white-clothed Daoist's eyelids jumped, suppressed the fire in his body, and said slowly: "Xiaoyou, I hope you will accept it when you see it, don't be greedy." This Ascension Pill is already a great blessing. ”

"Favor? haha! Then I don't want Yang Mo. Yang Mo suddenly let out a wild laugh and stared at the white-clothed Taoist without fear, "Today, I only got my bet back. ”

The white-clothed Daoist man's face turned cold, and he shouted murderously: "Then you are not afraid that this Dao will kill you in a fit of anger?"

"Don't you dare! because, even if you kill me, you won't be able to stop Youyou. "Yang Mo has no fear.

Yang Mo talked about the weakness of the white-clothed Taoist, with his strength, he could indeed kill Yang Mo, but doing so in front of so many people would definitely cause criticism.

This is by no means what the white-clothed Taoist wants to see.

The white-clothed Taoist glanced at Yang Mo, took out two appendices from his body, and threw them to Yang Mo: "Little friend, you are the first person who dares to bargain with Poor Dao, I hope that next time you meet, you will still have such courage." ”

"We'll see. Yang Mo ignored the threat of the white-clothed Daoist and put away the talisman and pill one by one.

The white-clothed Taoist glanced at Yang Mo deeply, turned around and left directly, not even taking Situ Feng away.

"Yang Mo, this time I planted it, but don't be too happy, I will kill you sooner or later. Situ had a calm face, and before leaving, he didn't forget to threaten Yang Mo.

It's just that Yang Mo didn't care at all.

Just kidding, what are you, and you deserve to threaten this Sword Emperor.

If it weren't for the support of the white-clothed Taoist, this kid would have been crippled by now.

Because Yang Mo shattered the Stone of Destiny, the draw could not be continued at all.

In the end, after the referees discussed, the remaining few martial arts cultivators could only draw lots to decide.

In the end, Yun Xinsu faced a martial cultivator in the early stage of the Xuan Xuan Netherworld, and the odds of winning were five or five points.

And Yang Mo is challenging a martial artist who has completed the spiritual realm of martial arts.