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Prince Ye Jianwen narrowed his eyes, smiled humbly, picked up the wine glass, stood up to toast Ming Youlian.

"Medical Master Chen won't introduce us to this confidante, so I can toast the graceful fairy with a glass of wine."

Ming Youlian didn't even raise her eyebrows, but just treated His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as air.

Prince Ye Jianwen was stunned, feeling dull, and his hand holding the wine glass stopped awkwardly in the air. No one had ever dared to be so ignorant in front of him. This woman was too ungrateful and too bold and presumptuous.

When Chen Mo saw the prince coming to toast with a friendly attitude, he muttered in his heart, "What a confidante, he is definitely a female devil, and the female Yasha, he would have run away long ago."

To avoid the female devil being upset, and to destroy the prince as a fly, causing a great disaster, Chen Mo quickly stood up: "Thank you for your kindness, my friend is introverted, taciturn, and doesn't know the world. Let me drink it for her." Killing it with a bold mouthful is considered a step forward for the prince.

Prince Ye Jianwen smiled and finished drinking, and He Qian sat down generously, not seeming to care about the cold nail he encountered at all. But the light in his eyes became a little darker.

The second prince Ye Jianwu looked at the scene opposite with interest, took a sip of wine, thinking in his heart that the woman was cruel and ruthless, and she didn't know where she came from. She didn't look like the prince's person.

While he was still thinking, Tuobalie, who was standing beside him, looked at the scene opposite him and nodded to a barbarian warrior in the clan.

The barbarian warrior took a quick step and shot out like a heavy shell. He stood steadily on Chen Mo's side.

"Beauty, why sit with this kid who has no power?" The barbarian warrior looked at Chen Mo with contempt, and knelt on one knee at Ming Youlian. He said generously: "When it comes to men, it is the warriors of our Tata tribe that are powerful enough. You should sit with our heroes and be respected and worshipped."

"Well"

Chen Mo didn't expect these barbarians to come up to cause trouble. I don't know if it was their own or the prince's intention?

When he thought about Ming Youlian's personality, how could he agree to such a thing? If he didn't directly destroy this barbarian, he would burn the incense, so he waited for Ming Youlian to raise his hand and drive the flies away.

Although many people were angry that the barbarians looked down on the men in the Great Wind Kingdom, it seems that many people were not happy to see the woman with a very temperament sitting next to the boy who was not astonishing. Seeing this, everyone was very excited. What kind of reaction would they react when they were waiting to see the domineering beauty? Should they take action directly or...

Ming Youlian raised her head this time, glanced at the barbarian warriors coldly, and frowned slightly. Her jade hand pointed on Chen Mo's face and said coldly: "If you can defeat him..."

This was the first time she spoke after she came in. Her voice was so cold that it was full of unique charm.

"Well……"

Chen Mo didn't expect that she would say such words, aunt, such a minion. You can kill with just one finger, but you are still playing like this? The smile on your face was stiff.

This barbarian warrior had a body like a calf. His solid muscles were like stones. He could tell at a glance that this person was the one who was tempered to the extreme.

When she saw Ming Youlian's cold eyes sweeping at him again. When her slender eyelashes as thin as butterfly wings did not move, Chen Mo knew that she was serious.

OK OK OK, isn't it just a fight?

A turnaround and jump into the field.

As soon as he pinched his fist, a slight crackling sound came from the bones. When he raised his head, there was a strong sense of fighting in his eyes. He stretched out his fingers and hooked at the other party contemptuously.

"Boy, I will squeeze your bones." The barbarian warrior looked at Chen Mo contemptuously. He twisted his neck and made a rattle of bone friction. He clenched his two iron ball-like fists, hit each other, and said ferociously: "Then twist your head off and offer it to the cold beauty as a spoil.

The barbarians advocate power, and the strong people in the clan are called warriors. Even the martial arts and mysterious skills are mainly used to enhance strength and physique.

This barbarian warrior had a tangled muscles and aura burst out, and his whole body emitted a yellowish ray of light. With a shout, he rushed towards Chen Mo. Judging from his aura, his strength was quite strong, at least he was at the peak of a spiritual master.

"Vajra opens the way!"

A powerful Vajra aura burst out from his whole body. Chen Mo went forward and his every move merged with the meaning of Taihuang thunder. After repeated tempering and strengthening, Chen Mo's physique is much stronger than that of ordinary spiritual masters. I heard that the barbarians are good at power and physique, so they have the intention to try the barbarians' power. They don't dodge or avoid, and they just fight against each other head-on.

With a loud voice, Chen Mo was shocked and took two steps back with the barbarian warriors. On the surface, it looked comparable.

Chen Mo calmly used his mysterious energy to soothe his numb arms, and his heart was slightly awe-inspiring. The power of this barbarian warrior is really terrifying. The peak of ordinary spirit masters faced him, but his pure power was far inferior.

Practicing the three styles of thunder requires very high physical fitness, so Chen Mo has never slacked off in body refining, and is not weak at all compared to ordinary innate initial levels. Even so, those who are stronger than this barbarian warrior are limited.

The barbarian warriors were also surprised, as if they didn't expect Chen Mo to be so powerful, but they did not hesitate at all. They stepped down heavily and rushed towards Chen Mo again. The punch was faster and more fierce. As the mysterious energy surged, they emitted a momentum of cracking stones.

Infected by the fighting will of the barbarian warriors, Chen Mo's heart also felt a trace of passion. His eyes were shiny, and his bright and mysterious aura was like thunder, and his fighting spirit was thunder.

"King Kong's power!"

Chen Mo's shoulders shook, and the blue and white mysterious energy flowed, and his shoulders shook the mountain, hitting the barbarian warriors hard.

After the collision, everyone felt a roar in their ears, and the mysterious light slowly weakened. They saw the barbarian warriors slid straight away and stopped.

The barbarian warriors trembled all over, and the earth-yellow mysterious energy fluctuated. It took a while to stabilize. Although they were frustrated, the barbarian warriors seemed to have not realized it. When the mysterious energy stabilized, they rushed forward without any pause.

Chen Mo was not showing any weakness, his momentum continued to rise, his fist to his flesh, and his attacks continued to occur.

"Vajra shakes the power!" "Vajra opens the way!" "Vajra holds the tower!" Chen Mo opened and closed, and the Vajra boxing moves of Zhigang Zhiyang kept using it, and the blue-white light shone all over his body. The fist intention of Taihuang Ben Lei Dao merged into it, constantly bombarding, pressing step by step.

The barbarian warriors did not avoid or give in and fought bravely.

The mysterious energy bombarded and the light flashed. The yellowish mysterious energy light gradually weakened on the barbarian warriors. Every time they received a blow, the barbarian warriors took a few steps back, and after a few rounds, they had retreated to the wall.

"Thunder cannon!"

The mysterious energy surged out and condensed on the fist, with thunder rushing towards the chest of the barbarian warriors. The thunder sounded and roared, bringing out a vast feeling from the ancient times.

The barbarian warriors had been forced to the edge of the dance floor and had no choice but to retreat. The warriors' honor did not allow him to retreat. With a roar, the barbarian warriors' fighting spirit was fierce, and their weak mysterious energy was stirred up again, surging up on their fists, and forcibly attacked regardless of their sore arms.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the barbarian warrior's body hit the wall, his right hand drooped softly, and his internal organs were severely damaged. He staggered and could barely stand up straight with his back on the wall, but his eyes were still fierce and unyielding, staring at Chen Mo with no trace of retreat.

Seeing the barbarian warriors clenched their fists and wanted to continue attacking.

Chen Mo took a step back and did not continue to attack him. He had already hit this point. If this barbarian warrior dared to bother him, he would not mind punching his head.

"Barewell, don't you get out!" The barbarian leader was full of anger. He thought that the Tata warriors were strong in body and good at fighting. They would not lose to Chen Mo if they were equally strong. However, he did not expect that Chen Mo, a pharmacist, would have such strong combat power? The idea of ​​using Chen Mo to show the barbarian's strength was dashed.

He looked at the second prince Li Jianwu and saw that he did not show any unexpected expressions, so he calmed down. His tribe no longer had his own territory and relied on the second prince to establish himself in the Great Wind Kingdom. If the second prince was disappointed with the barbarians, it would be a bad idea. The barbarian leader looked fierce and he would never be embarrassed in front of the second prince today.

"Tuoba Lie, go!" The leader of the barbarian tribe looked at the young man beside him. Tuoba Lie is a genius of the tribe. However, he is already an innate master. If he takes action, he will definitely be foolproof.

In Tuoba Lie's eyes, a strong sense of fighting was brewing and burning.

He walked out without saying a word, and his aura rose sharply as he walked, and his original ordinary face instantly produced a strong aura. The aura of the innate powerful man was released without reservation, and the red evil aura was attached to the surface of his body, like fiery red silk, with a halo flowing and awe-inspiring.

Chen Mo's face was solemn, but his blood and energy were even more surging. The lightning arc on his body kept flashing, and the fighting spirit became more and more intense. The great bright mysterious energy in his body was surging, like a fierce horse that broke out from its reins. He took a step forward, and his momentum suddenly rose to the extreme. His lightning was rushing all over his body, and he rushed towards Tuoba Lie first, and the cannon fist was rushing.

"Thunder cannon!"

The lightning shines like the wild thunder, with amazing momentum.

Tuobalie's eyes were shiny, his fighting spirit was surging, he stood still and waved his fist to meet him.

"Boom!" There was a roar at the intersection of fists and palms, and the waves of air surged out. The blue-white bright mysterious aura, mixed with the fiery red hot mysterious aura, spreading all over the field.

Chen Mo was shocked and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. His entire right arm was in pain, and countless blood oozing out of his skin, and his meridians were also swelling and uncomfortable by the violent mysterious energy.

But Tuobalie only took a step back half a step, and his fiery red mysterious energy surged, and he did not give Chen Mo a chance to recover. He rubbed his body and fisted out, and it was like he was shattering mountains and cracking the earth.

"Good guy!" Even though Chen Mo was at a disadvantage for a moment, he couldn't help but praise him secretly. The power of this barbarian is really terrible. I wonder what kind of body tempering technique I was practicing? I wonder if I have the chance to get it back.
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