Chapter Seventy-Three: Ganmu

"Fighting spirit and turning wings into wings, it is really not something that ordinary people can do."

After flying around the sky, Mo Yu felt the rapid loss of Dou Qi in his body, and hurriedly returned to the cave, stopped the input of Dou Qi, and the eagle wings behind him were attached to his back again, turning into a black eagle wing tattoo.

With his current strength as an eight-star fighter, if he wants to maintain the flight of the purple cloud wing, I am afraid that it will only take half an hour at most, and it is obvious that there is still a long way to go if he wants to truly fly.

Putting away the black scroll that was already blank in front of him, Mo Yu once again took out an extremely simple scroll from the ring.

"This is the remnant of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire." Mo Yu looked at this quaint scroll.

On the slightly yellowed vellum, there are some patterns that seem to have no regularity, and one finger points to one line. Then follow it and move slowly.

"This thing doesn't seem to be of much use to me, but let's put it away first, and when I meet Xiao Yanzi in the future, I can transfer it to him."

Putting away the ancient scroll, Mo Yu was not very interested in the top-ranked alien fires such as the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, and then he took out a scroll fighting skill from Na Jie, which was the third stone box opened in the cave, the Xuan-level advanced fighting skill Crazy Lion Yin.

For this fighting skill, Mo Yu is not shallow, and now with his strength, this level of fighting skill is just right, and it can also be used together with marksmanship.

As for the ground-level marksmanship fighting skills, it is better to keep them as hole cards.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu stretched his waist, and after recovering his state, he probed his soul power into this scroll, and according to the cultivation method in it, he got a glimpse of the cultivation method in it.

Although this fighting skill is advanced in the Xuan Rank, the content in it is not complicated, with Mo Yu's immersion in marksmanship for several years, after an hour, he will initially master it.

After another hour, Mo Yu smiled slightly confidently and left the cave residence.

When he came to the depths of the jungle, the beast ring in his hand flashed, and the divine power black thunder spear suddenly flashed out.

Mo Yu held the Shenwei Black Thunder Spear, looked at the stone wall in front of him, and slowly raised the spear in his hand.

Slowly exhaling, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment, they suddenly opened.

In an instant, a terrifying momentum suddenly churned out from Mo Yu's body, and a steady stream of fighting energy was run out by Mo Yu, and finally concentrated on the spear.

As the fighting spirit on the Shenwei Black Thunder Spear became more and more intense, in the end, the fighting spirit churned, and it was faintly formed in the shape of an energy lion head that roared in the sky.

Looking at the vindictive lion head condensed on the tip of the spear, a flash of joy flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In just half a day, he mastered a Xuan-level advanced fighting skill, and this kind of speed can be described as extremely terrifying.

The spear in his hand suddenly trembled strangely, and on the tip of the Shenwei Black Thunder Spear, a huge energy lion that was running fast emerged, and the violent lion roared in this small sky, causing the surrounding demonic beasts to be shocked and scattered.

"Xuan-level Advanced Fighting Technique: Wild Lion Yin!"

In the empty deep forest, a violent sound like muffled thunder suddenly exploded, and then, a surging energy lion spread almost to the entire deep forest.

At this time, in the deep forest, many trees have been cut down alive, and on the huge rock behind the trees, a ravine three zhang long and one zhang wide flashed dazzlingly.

At the edge of the ravine, countless tiny cracks spread across the entire stone wall, looking like a creeper.

"Nice power." Seeing the damage he had caused, Mo Yu nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, he only had the strength of an eight-star fighter, but as soon as this move came out, I am afraid that even a low-star fighter would not be his opponent.

After this trip, the harvest was also extremely expensive, not only got a flying fighting skill, but also got a good marksmanship fighting skill, and the combat power was greatly improved.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Yu also began to retreat and cultivate again, there are not many other Demon Beast Mountain Ranges, and there are many Demon Beast Demon Cores, although the Demon Core of the first and second orders does not improve Mo Yu much, but it adds up to a lot, and his strength is also improving every day.

While Mo Yu was concentrating on retreat and cultivation, Mu Li also returned to the wolf-headed mercenary group.

After learning Mo Yu's information, especially after most of the treasures in the cave were taken away by the boy, the wolf-headed mercenary group began to frantically search for the boy's traces.

As the search of the wolf-headed mercenary group became more and more intensive, after paying the lives of more than a dozen companions, they finally began to approach the jungle where Mo Yu was located.

One day two months later, when the Ink Feather Lightning Thunder Pattern condensed into twenty paths, a team of mercenaries from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group finally broke into this quiet residence indiscriminately.

"Second Commander Gan Mu, according to the portrait described by the young leader, that young man is Mo Yu!"

At this time, a mercenary held a portrait in his hand, pointed to the young man who was cultivating in the distance, and said to the thin man riding a unicorn at the head.

"Is it this little bastard who abolished the beloved son of the head of the regiment? Although I can't get used to Mu Li's little white face, but I snatched something that belonged to my wolf-headed mercenary group, and I was going to spit it out! The man named Gan Mu looked coldly at Mo Yudao not far away.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp wind-breaking force suddenly struck.

The strength of the strength made the Nine Star Fighter Gan Mu startled, and then the iron rod in his hand hurriedly blocked in front of him.

"Boom!"

The black shadow that broke through the air stabbed heavily on the iron rod, and suddenly, sparks flew everywhere, and a black spear with a terrifying power was deeply inserted into the ground after the iron rod rebounded.

At the same time, Gan Mu's arm was numb by the huge force on the spear, and his face was solemn, even the exclusive horse under his crotch knelt down on all fours because he couldn't stand this power.

Seeing this scene, the mercenaries of the surrounding wolf-headed mercenary group suddenly widened their eyes in shock.

Just a spear thrown from nowhere, the second head of the Nine Star Fighter was forced to this point, how terrifying this strength should be.

Looking at the slender black spear, the pupils of the members of the wolf-headed mercenary group shrank.

In the case of mud and mud blocking his vision, this experienced Gan Mu did not show too much surprise, his body kept retreating sharply, and his sharp eyes continued to scan his body.

The rushing figure suddenly stopped, and the mercenary raised his head in horror, only to see a handsome face with a playful face.

I saw the young man walking slowly, slowly picking up the spear on the ground, and pulling a spear flower like a cloud.

"The owner of this gun... It's Mo Yu!? ”

Seeing this scene, Gan Mu's pupils suddenly shrank, and in Mu Li's mouth, he also learned about the young man's combat power, but he always thought that it was the little white face who was untrustworthy, and thought that Mo Yu was at most the strength of a seven- or eight-star fighter.

But things seem to have turned out unexpectedly...

(End of chapter)