Chapter 61

Paiyun palm, an intermediate four level combat skill, requires a high degree of physical strength and vitality control, which is extremely difficult to practice. If you practice to a great extent, you can stack eight layers of strength. One palm is equivalent to eight attacks, and its power is comparable to that of five level combat skill.

Wuli is worthy of being a master of flying in the sky. As soon as paiyun palm comes out, two layers of energy are overlapped, and he is restrained in the palm of his hand. However, the huge wave of air blows Mo Jueyuan like a heavy hammer.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Li came to Mo Jueyuan and clapped him mercilessly with a ferocious smile.

Mo Jueyuan's expression changed in a flash, and he said in his heart: you can't resist the fluctuation of your strength.

"You forced me."

In a flash, Mo Jueyuan made a choice. His hands were empty, and his heart moved. The "sea eye" in his body immediately accelerated to rotate. A stream of vitality ran out of the "sea eye" and ran straight to Mo Jueyuan's hands. The silk gloves on his hands were bright. The vitality was burning like fire, and the surrounding air was suddenly twisted.

Mo Chueh yuan's face was white and his spirit was depressed, but his expression was more dignified. He looked at his hands carefully and closed them slowly. The vitality in his hands became more and more concentrated as Mo Chueh yuan's hands closed, and gradually compressed into a small ball with a blazing white light on the surface.

Looking at Wuli who was about to reach him, Mo Chueh yuan suddenly showed a grim smile on his pale face, lowered his voice and said in a cruel voice:

"Let's have a taste of the" feast "I prepared for you. "Zhenling."

Zhenling, a war skill created by Haotian himself, uses the power of his soul to "ignite" the vital energy. The flame formed can cause damage to the soul. This is a war skill attached to Mo Jueyuan's Haotian Jue. Although this war skill is powerful, the worst way to launch it is to start it in the later stage of Qi sea. Moreover, the war skill of Zhenling is to hurt the enemy first, "Lighting up" vitality also requires the power of the soul. The more it consumes, the stronger its power will be. Even to a high level, when "Zhenling" comes out, there are no living people, and its power is amazing.

Wu Li suddenly became flustered. He looked at Mo Jueyuan's "little ball" with a face full of horror. He already felt that the little ball brought danger to him. He gritted his teeth and his spare left hand was also unfolded. Two layers of vitality visible to the naked eye quickly gathered in his left hand. Suddenly, he used another "cloud expelling palm". Wu Li did not hesitate, The two palms pushed forward, and the two superimposed palmprints came out instantly, and went straight to Mo Jueyuan.

Mo Jueyuan held the "Yuan balloon" with his hands empty. He looked at the palm print and suddenly pushed his hands out. The burning "Yuan balloon" immediately left his hand and flew to Wuli silently. At the same time, Mo Jueyuan stepped back like a dragon.

Boom. Boom.

There were two explosions, one before and one after, only one thousandth of a second apart. Suddenly, two huge waves of air scattered.

Mo Jueyuan's body retreated quickly, but it didn't spread as fast as the air waves. He was suddenly hit by the air waves on his back. He could no longer resist a mouthful of blood and puffed out several meters away. Mo Jueyuan's feet suddenly softened and fell to the ground. He was like a big stone rolled by the wind. He kept rolling until he rolled several meters away.

Poof, another mouthful of blood gushed out. Mo Jueyuan's face turned pale, his breath became weak, and his meridians became a little disordered. And "Haiyan" absorbed the vitality automatically. Every time he absorbed it, he felt pinprick like pain all over his body.

Although Mo Jueyuan's condition is miserable, Wuli is not feeling well either.

When the two cloud expelling palms and Zhenling met, most of the powerful force burst out on Wuli. In a flash, Wuli felt hot all over his body, dry and painful soul, as if to be melted. Wuli could clearly feel that his soul was burning like firewood. In a short moment, Wuli seemed to have experienced thousands of years, From the soul came bursts of pain, and particularly weak.

The soul is hurt.

Although the air wave was strong, it did not cause much damage to xiangkong's physical strength. However, his soul was seriously damaged. He puffed out a mouthful of blood and suddenly flew out like a broken kite.

Wuli's face was shocked. At the same time, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes. The sharp pain in his body and the weakness of his soul made him understand that this war skill can hurt his soul.

"I have to get it."

Although he was shot out this time, it was not because of his poor strength, but because he was careless. Although he was injured, it was not serious, and he could still play 80% of his combat power.

Wu Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with a grim smile, walked slowly to Mo Jueyuan, lowered his voice and said:

"Boy, hand over the cultivation method of this war skill, I can let you go."

Wu Li's eyes flashed, and he seduced Mo Jueyuan.

Mo Chueh yuan was shocked, but he didn't expect that he could not hurt him badly when he launched such a "strange" attack. Mo Chueh yuan felt a chill in his heart. He endured the stabbing pain in his body, worked hard to recover his body, and replenished his energy Delay time:

"This war skill is just a kind of ordinary third class war skill. You lingtianmen have a great career. Do you still care about a third class war skill?"

Wu Li's eyes suddenly glowed with a cold hum

"Boy, don't think I don't know. Your fighting skill has special damage to the soul. If I get such a fighting skill and give it to the elder, I can become a core disciple immediately. At that time... Hum, boy, those who know your skills should hand it in quickly. Don't try to delay."

Wu Li's body flashed and appeared in front of Mo Jueyuan. His eyes flashed cold and his hands were like ghost claws. He grabbed Mo Jueyuan hard.

Once Mo Jueyuan is arrested, he will surely suffer a lot.

"Lean monkey, go to hell."

Mo Jue yuan's eyes are also full of cold light and killing spirit. This "Zhenling" must not be known at will. This kind of fighting skill is very rare. If it were not for his warlike skill, Mo Jue yuan would not have used it.

Mo Jueyuan hit Wuli's "ghost claw" with his fists flashing white.

For a moment, the shadow of the fist was all over the sky, and the wind of the claw was howling. It was sharp enough to tear the air, and heavy enough to blow out a sonic boom. Within a few feet, it was full of strength and killing. The huge momentum went straight up into the sky, tearing the white clouds in the sky. Suddenly, there was no white cloud left in the sky above them.

Just as they were fighting, a white cloud suddenly floated above them. A very small cloud could only hold four or five people standing. On the clouds, there were four people, an old man, a middle-aged man and two teenagers.

These four are mo Laosan, Mo Chong and two core disciples of lingtianmen.

Before Ling Tianmen sent Wuli and Wenming to intercept Mo Jueyuan and others, and Mo Chong came to rescue them. However, two core disciples of Ling Tianmen came to intercept Mo Chong, but Mo Chong was entangled by two core disciples of Ling Tianmen and couldn't get away. Until Mo Laosan came, he waved down the two core disciples and took them to find Mo Jueyuan and others.

Pointing to Mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting, Mo Chong respectfully says to Mo Laosan:

"Zuye, these two are mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting, the strongest two in the younger generation of the Mo family."

After a little meal, Mo Chong continued with a smile

"These two little guys are also the first and second place in this year's hunting competition. Mo Jueyuan scored 230 points and Mo Yuting scored 185 points, all breaking the previous records."

Mo Laosan's eyes flashed a flash of heat, and his face was surprised.

And Mo Chong no matter Mo Laosan's surprise, continue to burst out the news: "this hunting Dabi because of some accidents, so, only a day and a half."

Mo Laosan suddenly narrowed his eyes, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes, and he sighed in his heart, "these two little guys are not simple. In just one and a half days, they have made such achievements. As far as I know, the best time for the first place in every big competition in the past was more than 190 points, which was still three days. Now, they have made 230 points in one and a half days, Yes, these two are good seedlings. We should cultivate them well. "

Mo Chong watched Mo Laosan's face slowly change. He was secretly happy to know that the Mo family had this ancestor. As long as Ling Tianmen didn't become a first-class force, he didn't dare to deal with Mo family easily.

The two core disciples of lingtianmen next to him were very ugly. Although they were not handcuffed, they couldn't move at all. Mo Laosan's vitality blocked the whole body of them, and they couldn't use any of their vitality. The fear in their hearts made their lips white and their hearts full of thoughts.

"Well, Xiao Chong, these two younger generations are not bad. They are very well trained. They are even as good as those in the early days of xiangkong. They even have the upper hand. They are good. They are good seedlings."

Mo Laosan looked down with a smile, and his eyes were faintly excited.

However, Mo Chong is worried. He has clearly felt that Mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting are consuming a lot of energy. Although they are gaining the upper hand now, they have a lot of energy. Once they are exhausted, they will lose. Mo Chong is considering whether to save them.

Mo Laosan seemed to be able to see through the hearts of the people. With a faint smile, he said:

"Xiao Chong, don't worry. Although these two people have extraordinary qualifications, if they want to become talents, they can't do without suffering. Let them fight. I won't fight until the last moment."

What else can Mo Chong say? Just nod:

"Yes, grandfather, there are ten more. The disciples of the Mo family are moving towards the northeast. Since the crisis is over, the disciples will go to get them back first."

"Well. Go ahead. "

Mo Laosan nodded and continued to watch the battle below.

And Mo Chong jumped up and flew to the distance quickly. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in everyone's sight.

……

Below, Mo Yuting's body is like a flying swallow, flying up and down, chasing the clouds month by month. At the moment, Mo Yuting is completely playing out, turning into a light and shadow, quickly dodging and moving around.

Instead of fighting empty handed, Wen Ming took out two iron claws and put them on the back of his hand.

The whole body of the iron claw is black, cold and awe inspiring. It flashed a spirit of killing on Wen Ming's hand, and faintly exuded blood.

Mo Yuting's body is like a wild goose. She is faster than lightning. Her speed is very fast. She is warm and powerful. She has no place to use it. She is very angry in her heart.

All of a sudden, Mo Yuting's face turned white, her vitality suddenly stagnated, and her speed slowed down. Wen Ming seized the opportunity, his eyes flashed, and his mouth showed a ferocious smile

"Tear the sky and tear the ground."