Dongfang Mo was more cautious this time. The spiritual energy in the dantian was still improved this time, but he dared not retain it anymore. Just like Leng Yan, he was one left and one right, with two fists waving his arms. Dongfang Mo's spiritual energy was extremely thick, and similarly, it also formed the shadow of the fist, which was transformed from the spiritual energy.

Dongfang Mo and Leng Yan were already wrapped in the thick spiritual energy released by the two people. They could not see the figures of the two people at all. What they saw was the two huge fists that were transformed with their own spiritual energy.

"Bang"

"Bang"

There are still two muffled sounds in people's ears, and this time the sound is more shocking than the previous one

When two pairs of fists collided, people's breathing almost stopped. Both pairs of fists had huge pressure. Ordinary practitioners could not bear this pressure at all.

In people's eyes, Leng Yan's fist with the mysterious power should definitely shatter Dongfang Mo's fist, but things did not go as expected.

Because people saw that the two pairs of fists were all broken

On the battle stage, Leng Yan was also a little incredible, because Dongfang Mo's face changed a little, and he was the only one who saw Dongfang Mo kneeling on one knee, gasping heavily

However, when the spiritual energy around gradually dissipated, two people slowly appeared on the dove stage, but what people saw was Dongfang Mo and Leng Yan standing opposite each other.

Dongfang Mo smiled slightly: "Leng Yan, you have already had three punches. Are you planning to do this?"

Leng Yan was so angry that his three punches were already Dongfang Mo's limit, but Dongfang Mo was still arrogant in front of others. Dongfang Mo was really a person who was desperate to suffer.

Leng Yan didn't care and smiled slightly: "Then now, I'll change my own posture, I see if you can still block it?"

This time, the spiritual energy of the two people once again made the battle stage dark, and the spiritual energy of the two people was dispersed by thicker than the other. This time, the shock was even more unbearable. This time, Leng Yan directly formed two phantoms with his legs, which were formed by spiritual energy, and both feet kicked towards Dongfang Mo at the same time.

Leng Yan did not show up, and a smile appeared on the corner of Dongfang Mo's mouth. He followed Leng Yan's movements completely, and he poured his spiritual energy on his legs and kicked it out suddenly, like Leng Yan's, forming two phantoms.

"Bang"

"Bang"

Staring at the countless pairs of eyes on the battle stage, what you see is the head-on collision between two people. In comparison, this duel is more shocking than the competition of those techniques. This voice is also the feeling of two people fighting in close combat.

When the spiritual energy on the Battle Stage gradually dissipated and the figures of two people were revealed, people were shocked.

Dongfang Mo took Leng Yan's three punches and two kicks in a row, but it was not damaged at all.

Even Leng Yan was a little surprised. Every time, he thought Dongfang Mo had reached his limit and had reached the end of his strength, but every time the result was that Dongfang Mo could barely stand on the stage.

Dongfang Mo did not speak this time, but he stretched out a hand to Leng Yan with five fingers, indicating that he had taken five moves.

But immediately, a trace of blood was left on the corner of Dongfang Mo's lips.

"Dongfang Mo was injured" has been paying attention to the competition between the two people. Dongfang Mo's appearance was naturally soon seen and exclaimed.

Even if Dongfang Mo is injured and internally injured now, it makes people feel that Dongfang Mo is a tough guy

In this situation, some people are happy and some are worried. Leng Yan was immediately happy when he saw Dongfang Mo's appearance, but Situ Nan, the leader of the Sword Sect, stood up in surprise.

Even Murong Yixuan, who came with him, couldn't help but hold his heart tightly, thinking in his heart, why did Dongfang Mo want to suffer like this?

Leng Yan's patience has been exhausted by Dongfang Mo. He knew that Dongfang Mo had been seriously injured, but he still did not fall down. All Leng Yan had to do was to kill Dongfang Mo within ten moves, otherwise Dongfang Mo would really have something to say.

"Dongfang Mo, let you show off for so long." Leng Yan thought to himself, everything will end in this move.

In an instant, Leng Yan released his own pressure of Condensing Xuanjing. In an instant, it was as heavy as a hill on the fighting platform.

Dongfang Mo did feel the pressure, which made him inconvenient to move, but it was definitely not an absolute suppression of him.

Leng Yan looked at Dongfang Mo's unnaturalness and smiled coldly. Such Dongfang Mo was a problem when he mentioned his own spiritual energy. How could he withstand this trick?

But Leng Yan's technique had not yet been brewed, and suddenly, he felt an incredible feeling, that was, his own pressure seemed to have been swept back. How could this be possible?

Is Dongfang Mo impossible? How could the cultivation level of the original intention be able to repel his own pressure?

But immediately, Leng Yan was shocked, because Dongfang Mo clenched his fists and seemed to have changed some changes. This change turned out to be the rising breath

Leng Yan forgot to continue to brew his own techniques for a while, but instead carefully observed Dongfang Mo.

When Dongfang Mo felt the pressure of Ning Xuanjing, he had to use the power in his bloodline, so that he could resist the pressure of Leng Yan

Since Leng Yan has already known it, it will be completely improved

As early as the two days after resting in the Five Elements Pavilion, Dongfang Mo was able to use the power dissolved in his blood more flexibly, but this kind of thing has never been mentioned to anyone.

People also experienced the abnormality of Dongfang Mo because his breath had risen infinitely

Dongfang Mo has experienced two heavenly tribulations, and these two blood powers are dissolved in the blood. This time, Dongfang Mo has been completely used. In an instant, Dongfang Mo's cultivation level suddenly rose to the sixth level of the original intention.

Even so, while Dongfang Mo had all his strength to activate the power of his bloodline, it still did not stop. When Dongfang Mo's eyes shone with the same light, his breath was actually stable at the seventh level of the original intention.

This is the power in the blood of the Eastern Mo

Leng Yan's eyes tightened: "I didn't expect that you actually have such a way." It's not that simple to upgrade your cultivation level to two levels.

Leng Yan just thought he could save some effort, but now it seems that he must do his best.

But the technique has been brewing halfway, Leng Yan has not changed another technique and directly activated it

Dongfang Mo also looked at Leng Yan coldly. The temperature around him had dropped to a terrifying situation. Dongfang Mo sighed in his heart that the inherited technique of Leng's family was used in the hands of Leng Yan, the man who was Ning Xuanjing, and it was very powerful.

But Dongfang Mo will not let Leng Yan succeed

Dongfang Mo flipped his palm and held it with one hand. A golden spiritual sword had already transformed into it. What came towards him was the sharp and cold air. Dongfang Mo thought about it and the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique was used like a flowing cloud and flowing water.

At this moment, in the eyes of the two, there was only the fierce attack of the other party, and they could no longer feel what the people around them were doing.

Now, not only the disciples of the Sword Sect, but even the identities of those sitting in the stands were surprised by the battle between the two people in front of them. What shocked them was not Leng Yan's cultivation, but Dongfang Mo repeatedly seized Leng Yan's sharp fists and kicks with his original intention. Now, they even unexpectedly, Dongfang Mo had suddenly improved his cultivation, which was comparable to Leng Yan, who had already used the techniques.

Murong Yixuan, who had been a little worried, was now relieved because he finally saw Dongfang Mo taking out his own support. Although he had crossed a realm, Murong Yixuan believed that, in terms of calculation, it was just a four-level difference in cultivation. He firmly believed that Dongfang Mo would never lose.

This move, Leng Yan failed even more thoroughly, and was directly swept back by Dongfang Mo's Liuyun Sword Technique.

In contrast to the previous few times, this time, Dongfang Mo stood firmly in place, while Leng Yan took several steps back

Dongfang Mo's spiritual sword drew a golden arc, and he was behind him, looking at Leng Yan with a faint smile, and there was no miserable situation where the bleeding from the corners of his lips had just happened.

Leng Yan's heart suddenly felt a little cold. Dongfang Mo said just now, who knew it was true or false, and he really seemed to have been deceived.

Even if I regret it now, it's too late. Leng Yan quickly adjusted himself

But Dongfang Mo said lightly: "Leng Yan, you have used six moves, but I am not injured yet. Do you have to be careful?"

Leng Yan snorted coldly, still ignored Dongfang Mo, because he didn't know what to say

He didn't believe that his cultivation level of Ning Xuanjing could not cross the Dongfang Mo with his original intention.

"Dongfang Mo, don't say I won't tell you. Next, I will use three consecutive moves to see if you can take it." Leng Yan suddenly said coldly at Dongfang Mo. His eyes seemed to have seen Dongfang Mo fall to the ground.

Although Dongfang Mo was not concerned about it, he had already raised his vigilance in his heart. Three consecutive moves, this power is not a joke.

Moreover, Leng Yan was basically forced into a desperate situation by himself, so he had to be careful. Dongfang Mo had already made up his mind. This time, he didn't care about the backlash afterwards, so he could only use the Wind Cloud Sword Technique.
Chapter completed!