Chapter 855

At this time, Chen Mo couldn't use spiritual power or divine sense. What he could use was fighting skills. He used to be an instructor of the Eagle special team. His fighting skills were very excellent, and many immortal cultivation skills also included close combat.

He hit the high-rise building with one fist. Suddenly, a layer of spiritual power cover appeared in front of the high-rise building. His fist hit the holy power cover and made a bang.

Chen Mo's body is bounced by a psychic mask. He somersaults back and lands safely.

"What? Master Chen, who is the first in the list of gods, doesn't need any magic skills The tall building sneers: "is the body empty?"

Chen Mo did not speak, but slowly stood up, the whole state immersed in the battle.

Looking back on the past, as a disciple of Donghua Xiandi, he usually stayed with his younger martial sister, and never had a real fight with anyone. In this life, he had countless pithy formulas, mental methods, and numerous cultivation techniques in his mind. Compared with the practitioners on earth, he started too much and used to solve the battle easily.

This kind of practice is a taboo in the world of practice. Even if such people have achieved something, they have limited achievements. For example, those really powerful people have a good understanding of the skills and the true meaning of fighting. At the same level, the same skills often play a more powerful role than others.

For Chen Mo, now he can no longer use his most powerful means, but can only rely on his own strength to fight. This is actually a kind of training for himself. This high-rise building is his best sharpening stone at the moment!

Chen Mo ran like a fox, leaving one shadow after another with the strength of his body. In a flash, there seemed to be countless Chen Mo punching and kicking him around the high-rise building at the same time, making the aura cover buzzing all over his body.

"Hum! A little bit of work! " The high-rise building snorted coldly. Suddenly, the left right arm grabbed Chen Mo's fist arm, which made Chen Mo fly again.

This time, Chen Mo rolled out for a long time before he stopped. There was no spiritual power in his body. He was so shocked by the high-rise building that his internal organs burst into a surge.

"General, what's the matter? Why didn't he use the best way to smash this guy into meat paste

"Is the general already wounded and unable to use his powers?"

"The general won't lose, will he?"

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Seeing Chen's frustration, the soldiers of the Dragon nationality can't help worrying about Chen Mo, and their original blind worship of Chen Mo has become uncertain.

"Now you are just an ordinary person!" Step by step, the tall building went to Chen Mo and said, "how can ordinary people be the opponents of practitioners? Now I crush you like an ant

Chen Mo coughed, stroked his chest, calmed down the internal organs, and said, "you've pinched it twice, but I'm still here."

Suddenly, Chen Mo's body suddenly disappears behind him.

Chen Mo just feels the wind behind his head. He tilts his head. At the same time, he squats fiercely and holds his hands on the ground. A sweeping leg rotates 360 degrees.

"Bang!"

Chen Mo kicks on the legs of the high-rise building, but the tower does not move. Chen Mo kicks again, one foot, two feet

The tall building suddenly punches and hits Chen Mo's temple.

"Hum, hum, hum..." Chen Mo only felt his brain roar, and his eyes were full of darkness. After blinking his eyes, he could see things clearly again.

In front of him was a huge fist.

Bang!

The fist fell into his eyes.

Bang!

The fist fell on the bridge of his nose.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One punch after another, Chen Mo's face is pounded hard by the high-rise building, venting the resentment in his heart.

"Aren't you good! Aren't you a bull! Where's your mountain break

"Where is your branch river?"

"Where is your town?"

"Your powers are dead."

"Where is your sky sword?"

"Die for me!" The tall building roars all over, kicks Chen Mo in the chest, kicks it dozens of meters, and then lands in a crash.

"Protect the general! Protect the general The soldiers of the Dragon nationality drank a lot and then rushed to the tall building again.

But a faster figure than them ran in the front.

"You have no strength in your fist!" Chen Mo said, "let's show you what a real fist is!"

Although Chen Mo has no spiritual power and no mind to use now, his body is still very strong. Even if Gao Lou tried his best to hit Chen Mo so many fists, he still failed to cause any substantial damage to him.

This is the terrible part of Hunyuan immortality. After practicing to the extreme, the body will never die. Even if a person dies, his body will be immortal forever.

Chen Mo gives another punch and shouts, "break the mountain!"The high-rise building is shocked and uses all of his power to fight Chen Mo's fist.

Bang!

Chen Mo flies back again.

"You lied to me!" "You don't have spiritual power in your fist!" he said angrily

Indeed, although Chen Mo used the broken mountain, there was no spiritual power in his fist.

"Just want to see you scared!" Chen Mo grinned, then rushed up again and yelled, "divide the rivers!"

Although he knew that Chen Mo's fist might still have no spiritual power, Gao Lou was not sure, so he chose the safest way to deal with it, and used it to fight against it.

Chen Mo flies back and forth again, and then he goes to "suppress heaven and earth!"

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Chen Mo is beaten back again and again, but he rushes up again and again.

At this time, Chen Mo is very uncomfortable. Although the high-rise building can't damage his body, the deep-rooted pain is like a maggot with bones. He has been biting his teeth and sticking to it until an opportunity comes.

The high-rise building is also hard to bear. Although Chen Mo is beaten back by him again and again, this guy seems to have no idea that he is tired. He rushes in again and again, and the spiritual power in his body is also rapidly decreasing. If his spiritual power is exhausted, will he be his opponent by virtue of his physical strength?

Gao Lou thought for a moment, and then decided to use all his spiritual power in the next blow. It's better to kill this guy directly, or he may lose.

"Mieshen Quan!" The high-rise yelled, a terrible energy formed in an instant. Chen Mo gritted his teeth and met him. At the same time, he took out a sword from his mouth. This is a flying sword without a handle but only a body. It's a sword that cuts the sky.

The energy of terror is pounding Chen Mo's body again and again. At this time, he seems to be suffering 18 kinds of torture, but he never falls down, and his steps are still firmly moving forward.

Looking at Chen Mo standing in front of him, the tall building said with a wry smile, "are you a monster?"

Chen Mo doesn't answer. Holding the sword, he stabs him into the chest and abdomen of the tower.

"Poop!"

The sharp sword of cutting heaven easily pierced into the body of the tall building.

"There's some pain, and some cold." Said the tall building.

"Poop!"

Chen Mo stabbed another knife, two knives, three or four knives, countless knives

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