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Chapter 137 Competitive cultivation base

That Tang Li was so upset: "Good boy, Dongfang Mo, do you think you killed Tang Jin, Liu Wen, and the Ministry of Punishment did not do anything to you, you think no one can do anything about you. I am Tang Li, who entered the assessment of this senior disciple today, just for you Dongfang Mo." Tang Li took a step and pointed directly at Dongfang Mo and said, "Dongfang Mo, you think we are bullying people in Tangjiashan. I will tell you clearly today that I, Tang Li, is already at the fifth level of the first martial arts, and will soon break through. My combat power is much more important and terrifying than Liu Wen's fifth martial arts. Do you dare to fight me?"

After hearing Tang Li's words, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but look at him with a contemptuous smile. It was obviously the sixth level of the first martial arts, but why did he say that but he had to compare with Liu Wen and others? Suddenly, Dongfang Mo understood that Tang Li was such a vain person.

Unconsciously arranged such a situation and created a lie of genius for himself. I was too beautiful to think. Dongfang Mo gently patted Liu Munan on the shoulder and handed her over to Shen Qingsong beside him, then looked at Tang Li with a disdainful smile: "Tang Li, why do you want to be the archway? Don't you think this is ridiculous? Are you the fifth level of the first martial arts level?" Dongfang Mo deliberately said this fifth level of the first martial arts.

After all, she was still a little guilty. Tang Li moved unnaturally, but immediately raised his chest: "What's wrong? It's the fifth level of the first martial arts. It's more than enough to beat you up."

"My first martial arts third level is about to break through. Maybe fight with you and defeat you. When I am happy, I may be able to break through." Dongfang Mo would not tell Tang Li about his details. After entering the Punishment Department, his cultivation level was exposed, but when he helped Dai Yurou through the heavenly tribulation, no one knew that he broke through but no one knew that he had broken through.

Tang Li was so angry that he shook his head. He had never heard of it. He could break through with a victory and pointed at Dongfang Mo and said, "Okay, okay, you didn't even have any slightest words."

Dongfang Mo smiled even brighter: "You insisted on fighting with me, but if you lose face and cultivation in the end, it will lead to my breakthrough, don't regret it, don't cry."

"Dongfang Mo, don't speak too hard, so as not to have no way out." Tang Li was already furious by Dongfang Mo, but he was thinking about Dongfang Mo's cultivation in his heart. Even with an extremely confident smile on his lips, he was still full of no concern.

But Tang Yu was shocked. At that time, at the auction, he was in the first year of the Yuan Dynasty. Tang Jiashan spent a lot of money to cultivate them. I don’t know how much cultivation resources have been squandered. He has just passed the heavenly tribulation and has just entered the first martial arts, but this Dongfang Mo has reached the third level of the first martial arts.

Immediately, Tang Yu secretly told Tang Li about this situation and asked Tang Li to be careful

Tang Li was distracted and comforted Tang Yu and said, "The faster his cultivation level grows, the more it means that his combat power is not good. You just wait and see me beat him down."

"Tang Li, I have joined the Winter City. Since Tangjiashan and Winter City have become like this, they are like water and fire. Don't be polite. I will not show mercy to your subordinates. You'd better tell the people behind you that they are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy and ask them to help you collect the body." Dongfang Mo said coldly.

Tang Li's nose was almost pissed. I think he, Tang Li, had been practicing hard among junior disciples for three years before he had such cultivation. Now, as the leader in the assessment of senior disciples in Tangjiashan this time, would he be scared by a young boy like Dongfang Mo: "Okay, this is what you said, don't regret it, we will have a life-and-death battle."

"Dongfang Mo, you must be careful." Liu Munan, who had been by Dongfang Mo's side, had recovered a little at this moment, but seeing that Dongfang Mo really had to fight for his life, he was still a little worried, and couldn't help but say this.

Dongfang Mo turned around and nodded at Liu Munan: "Don't worry, you'd better gather all the people in the Winter City together. When I get rid of them, let's leave here quickly." Dongfang Mo was full of confidence.

"Since it is a life-and-death battle, then we will decide the winner and lose with one palm, competing with the spiritual energy in the dantian. Whoever has exhausted his spiritual energy first will die," Tang Li said confidently.

This kind of competition is the most cruel. It does not rely on techniques or weapons. It is completely personal cultivation. It is obvious that Tang Li wants to quickly solve Dongfang Mo.

I thought Dongfang Mo would not agree, but Dongfang Mo nodded happily: "This kind of method is better than that, so as not to jump up and down."

Even the people in Dongfang Mo were speechless when they said this. Don’t he know that he suffered a great loss in competing with his cultivation level.

I saw Tang Li stretching out his left hand behind his one-handed hand, and spiritual energy began to surge in his palm. Although it was a thread, it made people feel no sharpness, but the strong force made people look at him. It was obvious that his combat power was also a more amazing type.

However, if you meet someone else, Tang Li will definitely take advantage, but he miserably met Dongfang Mo, a perverted person.

Dongfang Mo also followed Tang Li's appearance and quietly carried his right hand behind him, and stretched out his left hand. However, the spiritual energy in Dongfang Mo's palm was unsatisfied.

Another guy from Tangjiashan who was at the fourth level of martial arts suddenly began to ridicule Dongfang Mo: "I didn't expect that Dongfang Mo, who is so magical as people say, is such a stubborn person? Do you have spiritual energy in your dantian?"

Dongfang Mo ignored it, but with a faint smile on his lips, gently sent his palm out.

Tang Li was a little surprised: "Dongfang Mo, what do you want to do?" But before he finished speaking, a powerful spiritual energy suddenly burst out from Dongfang Mo's palm. Compared with him, the force contained in the spiritual energy was not at all inferior.

"This" Tang Li's face suddenly changed a little, it was that solemn color. He thought to himself that Dongfang Mo was cunning. If he was not careful about the impact just now, he would have to be internally injured.

Both hands had already met, and both sides were frantically pouring their spiritual energy into their palms. They saw that the palm that was still stuck together just now was forced to separate because of the powerful airflow in the palms of the two people. But at this moment, it was already a very critical moment. That is, whose spiritual energy weakened first, then whose life would be worrying.

After about two cups of tea, I looked at Dongfang Mo again, and I was still as leisurely as walking in the garden. The spiritual energy in my palm was still extremely majestic, but Tang Li had already seen sweat on his forehead. At this moment, the outcome was decided.

Seeing this scene, the people in Tangjiashan were suddenly a little sensible. Among them, Tang Li was the leader, and no one was stronger than Tang Li. However, in front of Dongfang Mo, his cultivation was obviously one level higher than Dongfang Mo, but when competing for cultivation, he was not as good as Dongfang Mo. What was going on

The person who spoke up to ridicule Dongfang Mo just now couldn't help but feel moved. He must not see Tang Li being compared by Dongfang Mo. So, he clasped his hands tightly and brewed his own technique. This is a level 4 technique. Although it has not been practiced for long, the attack is extremely powerful.

In an instant, a blue palm shadow like lightning came to Dongfang Mo. This scene immediately suffocated the people in the winter city who were originally a little happy. Dongfang Mo couldn't hide anymore. He was either dead or injured.

But Dongfang Mo only moved slightly and smiled even more strongly. The right hand she was originally carrying seemed to be unintentionally lifting it, and it was a stream of light, which was a stream of light with crackling thunder and lightning, instantly wrapped the sharp blue palm shadow. When people saw it clearly, it appeared that this thunder and lightning palm shadow not only blocked the sneak attack palm, but also seemed to have a spiritual touch to wrap the power when it came into contact with the palm. However, the thunder and lightning palm did not stop at all and rushed straight to the man.

Such aura made the sneak attacker stunned, and a spiritual energy that was no less than confronting Tang Li immediately enveloped him, making him unable to move at all.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the power of the thunder palm with flowing light completely hit the man's body. Suddenly, the man opened his mouth and blood suddenly spurted out very high. It seemed that the pressure of the punch had already caused blood in his body to spurt out.

The man fell down with a bang, and the dead could not die any more

This scene made the people in Dongfang Mo forget to be happy for Dongfang Mo, and the people in Tangjiashan forgot to rescue him, just because this incident happened too quickly.

At this moment, in the very quiet environment, Dongfang Mo's voice sounded: "Tang Li, I don't have time to play with you." As he spoke, the spiritual energy in his palm suddenly increased by countless levels, which made Tang Li suddenly unable to withstand it.

People have the instinct to survive, and Tang Li is no exception. He can't hold on anymore. He will not hold on. He instantly pulled a pen from his waist with his right hand. The brush seemed to be only a little longer than the brush used for writing, but it was also a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Tang Li's brush was a little bit of Dongfang Mo's palm that confronted him, and then pulled down his palm. Dongfang Mo had long seen Tang Li's changes clearly
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