Zhao Mo clenched his fists, and his body was lightning close to Zhao Xiaoyi, and just as he was about to punch out Zhao Xiaoyi, who was sitting quietly, Zhao Xiaoyi's closed eyes suddenly opened at this time.

The sudden change made Zhao Mo startled suddenly, and immediately after him, he saw that a wave of spiritual ripples suddenly swept out of Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes and slapped towards him.

The strength of the spiritual power that can form ripples must not be low, therefore, Zhao Mo did not dare to underestimate it, and in surprise, the fist he raised also smashed down on the attacking spiritual ripples.

There was no explosion, no energy dissipation, just a slight sound like water waves, and Zhao Xiaoyi's spiritual ripples of the third-level soul master were shattered by Zhao Mo's punch, but before Zhao Mo could react, Zhao Xiaoyi in front of him disappeared in place ghostly.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Mo's heart was cold, and when the dangerous aura shrouded him from behind, he didn't think about it, turned around and punched it out.

Bang! The two fists were facing each other in mid-air, and Zhao Mo and Zhao Xiaoyi's figures were also separated, but this time, Zhao Mo's face climbed with surprise.

"Actually broke through?" With the punch just now, Zhao Mo clearly felt that Zhao Xiaoyi's strength was much stronger than before, obviously, Zhao Xiaoyi broke through with the liliang of the Fire Phoenix Demon Flower.

"How can this be? How could he, a great martial artist, withstand the impact of the five-grade elixir. Zhao Mo had a look of surprise on his face, the violent energy of the five-grade elixir, even if he swallowed it like this, he would definitely explode and die, and now Zhao Xiaoyi not only did not die, but actually used this energy to impact the fourth-order great martial artist.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to Zhao Mo, a blow shook Zhao Mo away, he took two steps back and came to Zhao Long's side, stretched out his hand to help Zhao Long up from the ground, and then asked softly, "How is it?"

"It's okay, I can't die. Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyi was unharmed, Zhao Long's hanging heart finally let go of a little, and he was able to survive the violent impact of the five-grade elixir, I have to say that Zhao Xiaoyi's life was very big.

"It's okay, you can rest first, and I'll take care of the rest. Zhao Xiaoyi smiled faintly, reached out and patted Zhao Long's shoulder.

"You?" Hearing this, Zhao Long said lightly with a slight difference, he could feel the improvement of Zhao Xiaoyi's strength, but even if he was a fourth-order great martial artist from the second-order great martial artist to the current fourth-order great martial artist, the difference between him and Zhao Mo was not a star and a half, that is, he, a fifth-order great martial artist, could not get any benefits in Zhao Mo's hands, and Zhao Xiaoyi's fourth-order great martial artist actually had to compete with Zhao Mo.

"Yes! That's me. Zhao Xiaoyi stared at Zhao Long for a moment, without a trace of hesitation in his tone, and then he smiled lightly and turned to face Zhao Mo.

Zhao Long didn't squeak again, the touch of perseverance and seriousness in Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes made him shut his mouth, and this look made it difficult for people to say anything to stop him.

"I have to say, you are lucky, the energy of the Fire Phoenix Demon Flower has not been able to support you, but with the help of that energy, you have broken through to the fourth-order great martial artist, however, I am afraid that your good luck will also come to an end. After a short period of surprise, Zhao Mo also came back to his senses, no matter how big Zhao Xiaoyi was, he was still only a fourth-order great martial artist after all, and a fourth-order great martial artist could not pose any threat to Zhao Mo at all.

"Good luck is not over, it's not you who have the final say, you just let the horse come over. Zhao Xiaoyi looked at Zhao Mo coldly, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a sneer arc as he spoke.

"Are the people in the branch so hard-mouthed! It's a pity that you don't have the ability to be hard-mouthed. Sen Ran said, a touch of disdain appeared on Zhao Mo's face, and when the words fell, his body was shocked, and the oppressive power of the powerful second-order martial madness spread again.

"Humble branch personnel, the two great martial artists dare to step into the depths of the barren mountain range, don't stay in the middle well, and want to come here to get a handful, don't measure yourself, die!" Zhao Mo's face gradually became gloomy, and a handprint in his hand quickly knotted out, and then his body moved, and he slapped Zhao Xiaoyi fiercely with a palm.

The broad palm was shrouded in a rich gray light, and in the light, there seemed to be a faint flow of golden light, and in the flow of golden light, the energy fluctuations on Zhao Mo's palm gradually expanded.

"Flowing Golden Palm. The figure was close to Zhao Xiaoyi, Zhao Mo let out a low snort, and when the energy fluctuation on the palm print swelled to the extreme, in the sonic boom, the palm print was also suddenly imprinted on Zhao Xiaoyi's chest.

Zhao Xiaoyi stood in place and didn't move half a step, his eyes stared coldly at Zhao Mo's palm, judging from the energy fluctuations of the palm print, the power of this palm is definitely not low.

"Xuanzhong Hammer!" In the face of such a palm print, Zhao Xiaoyi was not afraid at all, and his clenched fist pulled the surging vitality around him, and he rushed forward.

There was a deafening explosion, and the two attacks that were not weak were docked in mid-air, and a burst of dazzling light suddenly burst into the field, golden and red, quite magical.

The violent collision produced a powerful anti-shock force, and under this anti-shock force, Zhao Mo and Zhao Xiaoyi each withdrew four or five meters away, and no one had the intention of gaining the upper hand.

"Why is this kid's fist so strong. After a pause, a look of surprise flashed in Zhao Mo's eyes, his golden Soul Fist is a Xuan-level intermediate martial art, which is a good thing in the Zhao family, but he didn't expect that such a blow could not help Zhao Xiaoyi, which shows how big Zhao Xiaoyi's blow is.

Zhao Xiaoyi shook his slightly numb arm, and his grim gaze fell on Zhao Mo again, Zhao Mo's blow also made him slightly surprised, you know, the Xuanzhong Hammer is a Xuan-level high-level martial art, and it is a pure liliang type, such a punch did not hurt Zhao Mo, which is enough to show the fierceness of the martial arts powerhouse.

"Boy, your martial arts skills are good, but if that's all you have, then I'll tell you, you're dead. After a moment of silence, Zhao Mo sneered at this time, although Zhao Xiaoyi's blow made him more cautious, but it was not enough to shake him.

Under the gloomy look, Zhao Mo's hands poked out of his sleeve robe, and then a complex handprint quickly condensed in his hand.

And with the condensation of Zhao Mo's handprint, the surrounding heaven and earth energy also began to surge, and waves converged towards Zhao Mo's hands.

The convergence of energy made the light on Zhao Mo's hands more and more brilliant, and faintly, a low beast roar also waved, and as the beast roar spread, in that light, a tiger head gradually emerged, and under the condensation of vitality, it became more and more condensed.

Staring at the tiger head that gradually solidified between Zhao Mo's hands, Zhao Xiaoyi's brows furrowed slightly, judging from the energy fluctuations, Zhao Mo's blow was several times stronger than any previous blow, thinking that he took out his hole cards, and such hole cards also made Zhao Xiaoyi's face gradually become dignified, no matter what, after all, the other party was a second-order martial artist.

"Boy, if you can let me use the Xuanhu Fist, you are worth it if you die. The tiger head condensed out, and Zhao Mo's handprint change also stopped, he stared at Zhao Xiaoyi opposite, smiled, and then jumped forward, with a tiger head in his right fist, and swept towards Zhao Xiaoyi like lightning.

Looking at the tiger head that exuded fierce energy fluctuations, Zhao Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and when Zhao Mo approached him, he moved under his feet and hurriedly retreated.

The fist was raised against Zhao Xiaoyi's face, although it was not hit, but the sharp fist still made Zhao Xiaoyi's face hot, and the stinging pain was like a knife cut.

"Boy, don't you dare to take it!" Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi who had withdrawn, Zhao Mo snorted coldly, this blow is that ordinary martial arts powerhouses dare not take it hard, not to mention Zhao Xiaoyi, a fourth-order great martial artist.

Footsteps retreated at a distance of seven or eight meters from Zhao Mo, Zhao Xiaoyi took a deep breath, paused slightly, and then his arm shook, and six shuttles flew out, "Did I say I wouldn't dare!"

The sharp shuttle hovered around Zhao Xiaoyi with a whistling sound, but this time, it was not as overwhelming as before, under Zhao Xiaoyi's solemn look, six shuttles flew to him, and then, with the formation of a handprint in his hand, the six scattered shuttles actually gathered together, and the six were condensed into a handful.

"Six in one!"

(The fifth watch, the fifth watch has arrived, where are the flowers and tickets)