Chapter 258: The middle innate stage is the middle stage of the condensation yuan

Dantian is the lifeblood of a warrior and the foundation of a warrior, if the dantian is sealed, it is equivalent to making the warrior lose thirty percent of his strength out of thin air. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And at this time, if it weren't for the big gap between Fang Yao and Zhao Mo, he would have fallen and died at this time.

At this time, Zhao Mo couldn't even hurt Fang Yao by using the Yuan Weapon, and Fang Yao was naturally more confident.

Tang Mo on the side saw this scene, and his face changed slightly.

But at this time, he couldn't do anything, he could only use the essence in his body to quickly recover from the injuries on his body.

And at this moment, the long sword in Zhao Mo's hand split into two white long rainbows and shot towards the sky.

"It's!"

Tang Mo looked at this scene with a shocked expression.

Fang Yao was also similar at this time, the Yuan Weapon that could be freely controlled had probably not appeared in their minds, but such a scene appeared in front of them.

Fang Yao's whole body essence was running, at this time the dantian was sealed, there were very few essence elements that could be controlled, if the two yuan weapons in front of him could be controlled by Zhao Mo, then he would become a live target, even if Zhao Mo's short sword could not break through his defense, it did not mean that he Fang Yao could withstand unlimited impacts.

Fang Yao desperately started to run the Jing Yuan, but the Jing Yuan was as if he was completely cut off from him, unable to sense or override.

At this moment, two flying swords fell, bang, two muffled sounds, and Fang Yao was knocked out of the air.

Zhao Mo stood on the ground with a calm face, holding a sphere the size of a baby's fist in his hand.

This is naturally a broken metasphere.

Fang Yao couldn't kill with his own strength, but he could use something else.

For example, Yuan Fu, such as Broken Yuan Ball, or Green Snake.

However, Zhao Mo didn't do this, it was easy to kill the Fang family, but it was not easy to provoke a battle between the two families.

So he was waiting, waiting for those Fang family's clansmen.

Boom, boom, although the two short swords couldn't penetrate Fang Yao, Fang Yao spit out a large mouthful of blood under these impacts.

At this moment, Fang Yao raised his hand and grabbed a short sword directly in his hand, and then clenched his other hand into a fist and struck it.

After Peng's sound, the short sword flew out upside down, and Fang Yao fell suddenly, and the short sword in his hand flung towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo raised his hand, and his palm slapped towards the short sword that shot at him.

When this short sword shot at a rapid pace, it suddenly stopped at this time and landed on the void in front of Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo raised his right hand, and the floating short sword slowly returned to the son-mother joint sword at this time, fusing into one.

The short sword in Fang Yao's hand also began to struggle violently.

Then the short sword also flew out and returned to the son-mother sword in Zhao Mo's hand.

Fang Yao clenched his fists, looked at Zhao Mo and said, "Okay, you can go through so many moves with me, no matter what method you use, it is enough to prove your strength, but the matter ends here, the power of your bronze mirror seal is gradually disappearing, and then, you can die with peace of mind!"

Fang Yao said, and between his fists, a powerful essence power condensed out, wrapping Fang Yao's fist.

Zhao Mo looked at Fang Yao and sighed, the essence in his body poured out of the dantian at this moment, and rushed towards the four life grids in his body.

If you want to achieve a power similar to Fang Yao in a short period of time, it is generally impossible to do it, but Zhao Mo has another way to do it, and that is to use the effect of life grid purification.

As the essence was devoured, the next moment the more refined essence was spit out.

Then the essence surged towards the arm.

Three stacks of palms!

Qianyao Fist!

The long sword in Zhao Mo's hand stabbed to the ground, and his palm slapped towards Fang Yao, who was coming.

Fang Yao punched out.

The two of them slammed into each other with a palm and a fist at this moment.

With a bang, the essence struck, turning into a wave of qi and scattering in all directions, sweeping up the dead leaves on the ground.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhao Mo's mouth.

The arm was slowly bent, and Fang Yao looked at Zhao Mo with a sneer.

A small mid-innate martial artist dared to provoke him in the middle stage of Ning Yuan, it was simply looking for death.

And the next moment, Zhao Mo's arm slammed forward.

"Stacked palms!"

The three-fold palm shot is one stack, the power of the two-fold is double-fold, and the three-fold is the double of the two-fold.

At this time, the essence in Zhao Mo's body was just enough to allow Zhao Mo to display the power of this three-fold palm.

Boom, all of a sudden, the power of the rolling essence impact came like a tide, and even Fang Yao couldn't help but take three steps back at this time.

Fang Yao opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the divine light in his eyes dimmed.

He looked at Zhao Mo, who was also depressed in front of him, with an incredulous expression.

"Okay, if you can hurt me by yourself, if you are not from the Tang family, I will definitely let you be a member of my family, but it's a pity. ”

The incredulity in Fang Yao's eyes turned into amazement, you must know that an innate martial artist will definitely not be able to resist the Ning Yuan martial artist, if it can resist, then if it reaches Ning Yuan, then this person's strength, or the power that can be exerted, will be even stronger, and he can almost become the backbone of a family.

Speaking of this, Fang Yao thought about Zhao Mo and walked over slowly.

Zhao Mo watched Fang Yao walk slowly, at this time, the essence in his body had been consumed, his wrist flicked, and the broken yuan ball was caught in his hand.

He just wanted to test how powerful he really was if he stretched it to the limit.

Now it seems that if he doesn't use other means, he can only barely block the middle stage of Ning Yuan, if he wants to kill even if he uses his various back hands, he may be able to do it, but it is too dangerous, but in the early stage of Ning Yuan, he should be able to do it.

At this moment, a figure stopped in front of Fang Yao, this person was Tang Mo, who had been resting for a long time.

"Fang Yao, it seems that this time you lost!"

Although Tang Mo didn't reply in full, the strength he displayed was not something that the injured Fang Yao could resist.

"Yes, it's just my men's defeat, even if it's the two of you, if I want to leave, who of you can stop me!"

Fang Yao said disdainfully.

"Do you think we're going to give you a chance to leave?"

Tang Mo sneered, looked at Fang Yao and said slowly.

Fang Yao slowly condensed the essence in his body and said, "Are you going to go up together?"

Tang Mo took a step, but Fang Yao slowly took a step back.

"There's no chance, do it!"

Zhao Mo seemed to have discovered something and said in a low voice.

"What's going on?"

Tang Mo asked.

At this moment, footsteps were heard from one direction.

Tang Mo seemed to remember something, and with a movement of his feet, he rushed towards Fang Yao.

Fang Yao's eyes narrowed, and the small amount of essence in his body surged wildly at this moment, and turned into an impact force that scattered around, and Tang Mo was also swept away.

At the same time, countless martial artists appeared around, and they were the martial artists of the Fang family.

"Who the hell is dead?"

Fang Yao sneered.