When Yang Haitao saw Dongfang Mo dared to take his fists with his bare hands, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When the fists went down, it not only avenged his younger brother, but also eliminated the trouble for his good brother Dongfang Yan.

"I'm still stupid when I'm crazy. This person is not dead and his arms are ruined." Seeing Dongfang Mo's posture, someone next to me immediately made such a judgment.

"If you give up, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy quickly? At least you can save your life."

The onlookers sighed, but some people said sarcastically: "I think I was scared by this pair of fists."

A ruthless look flashed through Yang Haitao's eyes. The pair of "iron hammers" rushed towards Dongfang Mo's palms with the sound of breaking the wind. He was confident that he did not choose Dongfang Mo's vital points. He knew that he wanted to use his palms to block the fist, but he actually chose the palms to smash it directly.

There was a "bang" sound in everyone's ears, and the movement seemed to be the sound of steel colliding.

Many people have turned their heads, and they can imagine the result. The best result is that Dongfang Mo's arms are broken in an instant.

A scream came from people's ears,

Everyone's heart is full of words, hey, the destined result, this child is really, no, no, this voice

When people reacted, they shook their faces and looked at it. It didn't matter when they saw it. Everyone was stunned. This scene subverted their perception, because the scream was made by Yang Haitao.

Moreover, Yang Haitao's pair of "sledgehammers" were already bloody, and Dongfang Mo's palms were still held in the air like a copper wall.

What was this situation? He actually blocked such a sharp technique with a pair of flesh palms.

Although Yang Haitao suffered skin trauma, it was enough to shock him. When the pair of fists just now hit Dongfang Mo, he did not hold back at all, because when he saw his younger brother's appearance, he immediately looked for Dongfang Mo. However, Dongfang Mo clearly used those palms to block his attack, his strongest attack.

In contrast, Dongfang Mo had a calm and gentle look, and he leaned over his head slightly: "Yang Haitao, don't ask me to meet you again, otherwise, next time, it will definitely not be that simple." Dongfang Mo did not use all his strength. After all, he had just entered the Sword Sect, and most of the forces of the Yang family were in the Sword Sect. He didn't want to make enemies so early, so he just taught a lesson and warned him.

Dongfang Mo, who had always been low-key, suddenly felt uncomfortable with him, which made Yang Zhitao and his brothers unable to accept the situation in front of him.

But success and defeat of the enemy is an eternal truth. Although the two brothers are unwilling to give up, they can only leave this place that makes them feel ashamed and scared as soon as possible.

At this moment, the crowd kept sighing, but to sum up, it was just a sentence, this newcomer is not simple

Dongfang Mo didn't want to pay attention to these people who were simply watching the fun, so he turned around and returned to his residence. When the door was closed, he found that a door was kicked by Yang Haitao. He couldn't help but look at the direction of Yang Haitao leaving and muttered: "Your broken fist will deal with this door."

In desperation, Dongfang Mo could only fool this door carefully, but no one who saw the scene just now would dare to touch Dongfang Mo's door again.

When he returned to the room again, Dongfang Mo couldn't wait to come up with the non-grading technique.

This technique is called the three-point sword technique, which is divided into three levels, and the sword turns into a sword, and the sword asks the sky. They are all techniques that flexibly use the spiritual energy in their dantian. Dongfang Mo immediately puts the technique in front of him and starts practicing according to the mantra.

After about an hour of kung fu, Dongfang Mo was finally able to control the spiritual energy in his dantian by himself according to the formula to form a sword energy. When the formula was used, there was a sound of breaking the wind between his fingers, urging the spiritual energy in the dantian, and a sword energy ejected out fiercely.

After just a little mastered the key points of entry, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but like this technique even more, and he didn't care about the late night and continued to hold the technique to understand it.

Another hour passed, Dongfang Mo was finally able to comprehend the second level of the three-point sword technique, and the sword took a different approach.

At this time, Dongfang Mo's thoughts moved, and the spiritual energy in his body came out majestic, and a sword shadow appeared from his palm, forming in front of him. Although it was just the sword transformed by his own spiritual energy, it was transparent, but it was a little light, as if it would break if it touched.
Chapter completed!