"Beat me?"

Since Lin Feng entered the sect, the outer disciples in the sect have always been the weakest disciples in the sect, and this kind of disciple will only be sent to the outer sect of the sect in the end. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now that this group of outer disciples actually wanted to defeat him, there was no joke more funny than this.

In addition, these outer disciples wanted Zhao Mo to defeat him, and now this Zhao Mo was already unstable on his feet, and he could fall to the ground and fall unconscious at any time.

At this moment, the outer disciple spoke, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Mo.

At this time, Zhao Mo slowly stood up straight, and the hollowness in his eyes just now was swept away.

"I've kept you waiting!"

Controlling the puppet for a long time made his mind feel a little dizzy, but fortunately, Lin Feng didn't take advantage of his illness to kill him!

This may also be a bad habit of a sect disciple like Lin Feng.

If he fights with those vicious human warriors, I am afraid that as soon as he gets distracted, the other party will seize this opportunity to kill him.

Of course, Zhao Mo had a good time, and he happened to be surrounded by Jing Yuan turned into mist, and Lin Feng didn't find a chance to attack him at all, and even if there was really any problem, Zhao Mo would directly put down the control of the puppet.

"Wait?"

Although Lin Feng didn't know what Zhao Mo was talking about, at this time, he would not leave his hand any longer, he wanted to leave an invincible shadow in front of all the outer disciples, and after that, the status of the inner disciples would be more stable.

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched, pulling out a sharp arc, and the thin sword in his hand swung as if it had turned into a sword net and strangled towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's expression remained unchanged, and the fan in his left hand was closed and stabbed out like a sword.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, Lin Feng smiled.

And the sect master Luo Tianhua, who was in front of the inner disciples, couldn't help but shake his head at this time, and the rest of the elders also shook their heads.

Only Elder Lin had a happy face, he knew that Lin Feng had won.

Lin Feng's cultivation is not the path of an ordinary martial artist, with the physical body and essence as the first priority, his cultivation is based on swordsmanship and sword skills, and he can exert himself not weaker than ordinary elite disciples!

At this time, there are more than 20 kinds of changes in this sword net in the future, and it can be integrated into the essence and kill Zhao Mo with a more powerful sword.

If Zhao Mo escaped, he might be able to delay the death game, but Zhao Mo regretted it head-on, which was tantamount to suicide.

He saw this, and the rest of the elders naturally saw it too, so they couldn't help but shake their heads.

Although Zhao Mo is a disciple of Uncle Chen, he does have his own uniqueness, which is also appreciated by some elders.

If Uncle Chen accepted Zhao Mo first, I am afraid that there will be many people competing for Zhao Mo at this time.

If Zhao Mo cultivates well, it may make Zhao Mo the backbone of the sect.

But now they didn't expect that Zhao Mo would know that he was invincible, and he would regret his opponent!

"It's a pity, if this kid would be so ignorant!"

"If Elder Chen knows, I'm afraid he will be hit again, alas!"

The elders also began to talk about it.

Thinking of the last time Uncle Chen's disciple happened, Uncle Chen's mind was incomprehensible, so that his cultivation stagnated in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, so that those who were originally lower than him caught up.

This time, Chen Bo just admitted that Zhao Mo, a disciple, was going to die in the ring again?

However, even the sect leader Luo Tianhua understood that since they had already explained that they could separate life and death in the ring, they could not interfere in their fight.

Luo Tianhua watched the two of them get closer and closer in the ring and shook his head.

In the ring, the tip of Zhao Mo's fan landed in the sword net, making a buzzing sound.

Dao Dao sword rays scattered in all directions again.

"The net is open, and the world is coming!"

In an instant, the sword net split apart and rolled backwards in all directions.

On the hard ground of the ring, finger-deep sword marks appeared out of thin air.

The wind swept, Zhao Mo's clothes fluttered, and his long hair flew backwards, revealing his eyebrows with a crack.

"Break it for me!"

Zhao Mo's eyes flashed with golden light, and the hand of the fan was directly handed forward, and a buzzing sounded, and ripples rippled out, and these ripples slowly spread out like water ripples.

The sword rays disappeared at this moment, as if they had never existed just now.

And Zhao Mo's fan poked Lin Feng's wrist.

The rapier flew into the air, spun and fell, snorted, and stabbed into the ground.

didn't stop there, Zhao Mo poked hard again.

Lin Feng's wrist made a crisp sound, and the fan landed on Lin Feng's chest.

With a bang, Lin Feng screamed, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and flew out upside down.

There was a muffled bang, and he fell on the ring, and he didn't know what to do.

There was silence.

And the next moment, there was a shocking cheer among the outer disciples, as if they, the outer disciples, finally no longer had to be trampled under the feet of the inner disciples.

The inner disciples were silent, thinking of Lin Feng's move just now, I am afraid that none of them can block it, but Zhao Mo not only blocked this move, but defeated Lin Feng instead.

The figure of the young man on the stage stood tall, his long hair was flying, and even though his body was covered with blood, at this moment, people couldn't help but feel like they were seeing a peerless demon.

"This Zhao Mo is really a battle wizard, and he defeated Lin Feng with a positive attitude, I'm afraid that no one in the entire inner gate can do this!"

An elder sighed.

"Not only that, I'm afraid even elite disciples may not be able to do it!"

Sect Master Luo Tianhua shook his head.

"What does the sect master mean is that Zhao Mo is actually compared to the core disciple of the upper sect?"

One of the elders spoke in surprise.

Luo Tianhua still shook his head, if it was just like this, he would not be like this, if he wanted to defeat Lin Feng's sword net, and if he still resisted head-on, he had to see the flaw in the sword net, only in this way could he defeat Lin Feng.

Being able to deal with it calmly in that situation, and find out the weakest point in the sword net, break the surface with points, and then defeat Lin Feng, this is not only cultivation, but also whether a martial artist is calm or not in the face of battle, and the degree to which he controls the essence of the element.

If Zhao Mo is evaluated comprehensively, Zhao Mo has surpassed ordinary elite disciples, but has reached the level of core disciples.

"Such a person can definitely become the backbone of the sect in the future. ”

"It's just a pity!"

Luo Tianhua looked at Elder Lin.

At this time, in the ring, Zhao Mo slowly walked towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's qi was like a gossamer, and the essence of his whole body had already collapsed.

This was a harbinger of the fall of cultivation, and if it continued to develop, Lin Feng would inevitably fall into the realm.

Zhao Mo's palm fan slowly opened, and then flung away, and a fan bone shot out, heading towards the unconscious Lin Feng.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

At this moment, a man's voice rumbled into Zhao Mo's ears.

Zhao Mo was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he took a few steps back.