The war drums were thundering in front, but the rear was torn apart.

The grudge between Xiao Mo and Fang Zhanling has been settled since they first met, and for the sake of a woman, the two of them quarreled in front of everyone more than once.

But this time, Fang Zhanling would definitely not let Xiao Mo go.

"If you come with me, we will solve all the hatred together" Fang Zhanling covered his red face, and his tyrannical aura had broken through his dantian.

When several lower-level disciples saw this situation, they all retreated in fear, after all, this was a battlefield, and if they disturbed the morale of the army, they would be killed. No one dares to take such a risk.

Xiao Mo smiled slightly, and then stepped forward, he whispered in Fang Zhanling's ear, "You think I'm afraid of you?"

The two of them tacitly walked to an open space in Tianyin Pavilion.

This was originally a military stronghold for soldiers on the battlefield, but because of the truce ahead, this place was temporarily vacant, and it provided a good place for the two to compete.

"You and I rob women, you are still tender. Fang Zhanling spoke first, and he had already admitted that his other party Yin'er was not a brother and sister, but a man and a woman.

"Fang Yin'er and I are brothers and sisters in the same school, the two of us entered together, I can't get used to a guy like you with a human face and a beastly heart. No matter what, I will never allow Fang Yin'er to marry someone like you. Xiao Mo smiled slightly, and had already blocked Fang Zhanling's fighting spirit with his dantian qi.

In Tianmen Mountain, the junior brothers of the three ranks basically do not meet, except for the annual cultivation conference, the junior brothers of the three ranks will only meet each other when they take the pill.

And an upper-level disciple like Fang Zhanling looked down on lower-level cultivators. And the lower-level monks have always only swallowed their anger and did not dare to resist. Originally, he was incapable of being ridiculed, and he didn't know that the sky was high enough to challenge authority, and the lower-level disciples would die even more miserably.

However, Xiao Mo is an exception.

"Fang Zhanling. Let me tell you, Xiao Mo is my best friend, if he has any strengths and weaknesses, he will definitely make you lose your life. Fang Yin'er clenched her fists tightly at this time, unhappy in her heart.

"Sister, today I want you to show you the true face of this kid. How did he sneak into Tianmen Mountain. How did he get into the lower level of the monk, and he also passed the exam twice. This kind of brat doesn't deserve to be by your side at all. Fang Zhanling still insisted on going his own way.

The monks on the lower steps all stood by and watched the excitement.

They had already learned how powerful Xiao Mo was. Don't look at this kid as a small alchemist, but just after entering Tianmen Mountain, he has met so many seniors and stabbed a lot of Lou Zi. But every time, he was able to get through it. Everyone was very curious about Xiao Mo's experience, so everyone wanted to see with their own eyes how powerful Xiao Mo was.

"Xiao Mo, we support you. The poor man yelled. To the astonishment of everyone.

In the camp of the children of the family, there is no shortage of supporters.

Xiao Mo and Fang Yin'er looked at each other and smiled, as if they were cheering Xiao Mo on.

Fang Zhanling saw the two of them looking around, and he was even more angry.

"Xiao Mo, you are a lowly slave, and you can only get to this point with the help of women. Now I'm going to tear off your hypocrisy and let everyone see that you're a shitty embryo. Fang Zhanling shouted. It's already rushing up.

"I'm more than enough to deal with you. Hammerson smiled. It made Fang Zhanling unhappy.

Any cursing was nothing to Xiao Mo.

He's been through so much in so long. Being looked down upon by others, misunderstood by others, or even humiliated by cultivators in public, this kind of thing is put on others, and they have already knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. But he relied on his iron bones. It's only come to this day.

Thundered......

The powerful aura burst out in the middle, and even the big trees thousands of meters away were blown into the air, and the dust brought by the sudden fall made everyone lose their eyes.

And Xiao Mo only felt his head buzzing. But he didn't suffer any harm.

Everyone was shocked, they were so far away, some monks were shocked by the powerful aura and had nosebleeds, but Xiao Mo on the other side did not move at all.

Xiao Mo clenched his fists, and in an instant, a majestic aura rushed out of his body.

Everyone was even more surprised, it turned out that this was the legendary ethereal fist.

Duan Xuan and Cheng Zimo once slandered Xiao Mo for killing the No. 100 monk with this punch, but this punch method was really soaring, so that everyone had to admire.

But the Ethereal Realm is a realm that lower-level cultivators must break through, so this Ethereal Fist is not so powerful.

Fang Zhanling was an upper-level cultivator, and the difference between the strength and cultivation of the two people was not half a point. If Xiao Mo wants to win this time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

"Xiao Mo must be finished. When he used this low-level fist technique to deal with his senior brother, he must have hit the stone with an egg. ”

"I've heard for a long time that there is no end to the Ethereal Realm. Even if a cultivator had to break through the Ethereal Realm in order to continue to rise to the ranks, it didn't mean that they couldn't deal with a high-level monk with the lowest-level fist technique. The other person looked at Fang Zhanling with disdain, his chances of winning were not so great.

The crowd was talking behind their backs.

Xiao Mo didn't care about other people's opinions, he punched one punch after another, and the powerful aura hit the power that Fang Zhanling came from.

The two powerful forces collided head-on, Xiao Mo's fist technique actually shook Fang Zhanling's fighting spirit, and the powerful vortex stopped instantly, and actually rotated in reverse.

Thundered......

There was another loud bang, and Xiao Mo's ethereal fist rose to the challenge, completely scattering Fang Zhanling's strength.

Everyone stared at this historic moment with wide eyes, and no one dared to believe that a small ethereal fist could actually shake the strength of an upper-rank cultivator. It's a fantasy.

The white-clothed elder suddenly appeared in the martial arts arena, looking at this familiar scene, his heart worried.

"You are a mere low-level monk who dares to challenge the power of the upper rank, if you can't die, you will become a great weapon in Tianmen Mountain in the future. Your fighting spirit is insufficient, so you can't break through Fang Zhanling's defense and win. The white-clothed elder commented beside him.

Although he knew in his heart that Xiao Mo, this kid, was gifted and could eventually become a god in the future. But this child is aggressive by nature and refuses to admit defeat. In just a few months of entering the door, I have made a lot of enemies. Even self-cultivation was driven out of Tianmen Mountain by him, this kind of blood feud, Xiao Mo will know in the future how difficult his road will be.

And Fang Zhanling in front of him seems to be just a slave of the Fang family, but this kid has a lot of friends, Yang Tianqing is his brother, and the two of them are stronger than Jin. If Fang Zhanling had any strengths and weaknesses, I am afraid that Yang Tianqing, as a young marshal, would not let Xiao Mo go. (To be continued.) )