What kind of power is this?

Coming out so suddenly made Su Mo a little worried, but judging from the recovery of Su Mo's physical fitness, perhaps the existence of this power has more advantages than disadvantages.

"I don't want to. ”

After thinking about this sudden force for a while, Su Mo put it behind, and what Su Mo needed to care about at this time was not this energy, but the battle at hand.

At this moment, Su Mo's physical strength had recovered most of it, and the pestle in front of Su Mo's eyes had begun to exhale in small breaths at this time, and he was already sweating profusely.

"It looks like he's just as physically exhausted as I am. Su Mo looked at Lu Pestle, who was looking tired, and couldn't help but judge, and at the same time, his body was also pressed down a little, as if he was thinking about countermeasures.

And Lu Pestle, who had less than half of his remaining physical strength at this time, looked at Su Mo, who was still sweating profusely and tired just now, and his face was already relaxed at this time, and he felt a little strange.

However, Lu Pestle didn't think much about it, and under the encouragement of his right fist, another punch could be used to bully Su Mo.

"It's really a madman's dismissal to use physical skills so frequently!" Looking at Lu Pestle, who was already exhausted, his fist bulged again, swinging towards him, Su Mo couldn't help but sigh.

Su Mo could feel that this time Lu Pestle's attack was obviously much weaker than at the beginning.

The physical energy was consumed in the continuous attack, and the strength of the attack was naturally weakened, and at this time, Su Mo's physical strength had almost recovered, so Su Mo's face was still a little relaxed.

"Try it. ”

After just a little thought in place, Su Mo's fist was raised, and under the agitation of the strong wind, the strength of his whole body was also gathered on the iron fist.

Rumble!

Su Mo's fist suddenly resisted and went away, and Lu Pestle's Splitting Stone Fist also attacked, and the two fists collided violently.

Click!

After the two fists collided, there was a sound of bone friction on the arms of both sides, and immediately the two of them also retreated because of the strength of the other party.

This retreat, the distance between the two sides is almost the same!

"Huh!"

Recalling the feeling when he met Lu Pestle before, Su Mo's heart couldn't help but have a little joy.

At this time, his pure strength was able to compete with Lu Pestle's fist, and his chances of victory increased by a few percent.

"This ...... How is this possible!How can you still have such great power!" With a slightly unbelievable look, looking at the young man in front of him with a relaxed face, Lu Qi couldn't help but exclaim.

"Come again!"

However, Su Mo didn't seem to pay much attention to Lu Pestle's words, and his fist suddenly swung up, bombarding in the direction of Lu Pestle.

Rumble!

Lu Pestle didn't have a chance to pause, Su Mo's fist attacked, and he could only carry it with the Split Stone Fist.

After all, in the last photo, the power of both sides was also clearly there. Lu Pestle used the full force of the Splitting Stone Fist to strike, Su Mo's pure strength could compete, if Lu Pestle did not use the Splitting Stone Fist to fight against Su Mo at this time, I am afraid that he would soon fall into disadvantage.

Lu Pestle never thought that with the strength of the Ninefold Spirit Realm, he would not be able to obtain the slightest benefit in the hands of a sixfold cultivator.

Boom Boom!

One punch was not enough, Su Mo did not retreat, but kept raising his fist to bombard the landing pestle, and in this kind of consumption, Lu Mo's physical strength was almost at the limit.

Boom!

In the end, a punch fell, and Su Mo's figure retreated backwards, and this retreat was not in a hurry or slow, and he withdrew more than two feet.

And Lu Pestle's figure, after Su Mo's last punch fell, was actually a few staggers, if it wasn't forcibly supported, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground.

Su Mo's feet stepped lightly on the ground, and a pair of eyes indifferently looked at Lu Pestle, who was panting and sweating profusely, and as soon as his body was loosened, most of the strength of his whole body was instantly dispersed.

Cracking sound......

And at this moment, the crisp sound of bones all over the body spread, and with the crisp sound of this sound, Su Mo also felt a sense of refreshment, and at the same time, his body also showed some subtle changes in his feelings.

"Breakthrough?!"

The voice spread, whether it was Chu Ming and the others who were opposed, or Feng Yelin, Han Xiaoran behind him, and even Su Mo himself, they were all a little shocked.

It's just that in such a battle, Su Mo's cultivation has advanced from the sevenfold spiritual power to the eightfold spiritual power.

The difference between a class and the difference in its own strength is not a star.

"I broke through at such a time!"

Looking at Su Mo, who had broken through at this time, Lu Pestle's teeth were also tightly gritted. Su Mo, who had cultivated to the sixth level of the Spirit Realm before, had already beaten him so embarrassed, and at this time he had broken through to the seventh level, and it seemed that this victory had been decided!

Swish!

Before Su Mo and Lu Pestle could react from the two sides of the battle, a figure quickly swept past Lu Pestle's side, and at the same time, there was a faint killing intent emanating from this figure, as well as a not weak spirit element fluctuation.

The one who rushed forward was naturally the Chu Ming of the Triple Spiritual Cultivation Realm.

Rumble!

Chu Mingjian took the tyrannical punch swung by Ling Yuan, and before it landed on Su Mo's body, it was forcibly resisted by Feng Yelin, and at the same time, Han Xiaoran also walked quickly to Su Mo's side, also exuding the aura of Ling Yuan.

"Chu Ming, what else do you want to do!" After knocking Chu Ming back and retreating nearly two zhang away, Feng Yelin shouted in a deep voice at Chu Ming, who was standing still.

The voice came out, and Feng Yelin's breath was also a little thicker, and at the same time, the spirit yuan fluctuation above his right hand was even stronger.

Feng Yelin's cultivation is definitely above Chu Ming. For some reason, Su Mo has always been unable to see through Feng Yelin's cultivation, and it seems that Feng Yelin's body has something special and different.

Even though Feng Yelin's cultivation was above Chu Ming, Chu Ming still increased the power of the Spirit Yuan in his hand a little, as if he was demonstrating against Feng Yelin, and then his eyes also fell on Su Mo and Han Xiaoran's body, but only a moment later, his eyes fell back on Feng Yelin's body.

At this time, the two sides fell into a stalemate, Chu Ming did not move, and Feng Yelin did not make any moves.

Chu Ming really can't make any next moves, after all, the gap in strength is in front of him, and Chu Ming can demonstrate, but if he really wants to fight, he also understands that he can't get any benefits under Feng Yelin's fist.

"Humph!"

After a stalemate for a long time, Chu Ming's footsteps took a few steps back, and the fluctuations of Lingyuan also slowly converged, but when he was on the verge of turning around, he still glanced at Han Xiaoran on the side.

Chu Ming's mind was obvious, and the motive for entanglement with Su Mo this time was because of the hug that Han Xiaoran gave Su Mo.

"Chu Ming ......" Looking at the back of Chu Ming's departure, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, if Feng Yelin hadn't stopped it in time just now, I'm afraid it would be Su Mo's body that had just broken through the eightfold spiritual power, and he would be seriously injured if he was hit like this.

Although this matter was over, Su Mo still wrote down Chu Ming's name. In the same vein, Su Mo didn't want to pursue anything too much, and he didn't want to retaliate or anything, but a dismount, at least he wanted it!

"Cultivating the Spiritual Realm. From the two times that Fang Cai Chu Ming did it himself, Su Mo also vaguely felt the power of the Spirit Qi realm, although the feeling was not very profound, but at least he still understood the disparity in the gap.

When the three of Chu Ming disappeared into the shade, Feng Yelin slowly dispersed the spirit yuan in his hand, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Su is still as powerful as before, he was able to use the sevenfold cultivation to fight against the tenfold and win!" Feng Yelin turned around and said to Su Mo.

"Whew. Recalling the battle just now, Su Mo couldn't help but sigh a little, just one Lu Pestle who had not yet broken through the Spirit Realm had already made him almost defeated, if he used his strength at this time to fight against the Spirit Cultivation Realm, he would definitely lose.

In a year, he must spend more energy than other disciples to cultivate, otherwise it will be very difficult for him to be shortlisted above the Xuanqing Sect after a year.

With a year's work, to resist the ten years of other people's skills, the sweat to bear and sway is definitely multiple that of others, and Su Mo has definitely awakened, after all, he is a man who is very ruthless to himself.

"There is still a year to ......" Su Mo's eyes flashed with a little fluorescence, and the originally deep and dark pupils were even more elusive at this moment.

"Brother Su?"

Looking at Su Mo, who was silent, Feng Yelin on the side screamed like this, waking the former up from his contemplation.

"What's wrong?"

After seeing Su Mo's expression return to normal, Feng Yelin's breath stabilized a little, and he immediately asked Su Mo in a slow voice.

Su Mo shook his head slightly, signaling that it was okay, but he didn't say anything, and after a pause, Su Mo looked at the tree-lined path buried in the mountains and forests, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although the road ahead is difficult, it is not of much use to rush at this moment.

"Alright, let's go. Su Mo didn't say anything, just took a step and continued to walk along this tree-lined path, and Feng Yelin, who was behind him, glanced sideways at Han Xiaoran on the side, and saw that the latter followed Su Mo without thinking, and his eyes became a little erratic.

The three of them walked slowly together between the entire Xuanqing Mountain Range, but they always chose to walk on the trails, not those wide avenues, all they wanted was quiet.

After two hours of walking, after Xuanzhu Peak and Han Xiaoran separated, Su Mo and Feng Yelin accelerated their pace and walked towards the peak of Xuanyang Peak.

It's just that the direction of the two of them is not the Xuanyang Hall on the peak, but a side hall next to the Xuanyang Palace.

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