"It's boring to fight alone."

Bei Mo stood up but did not refuse to fight.

"you mean……"

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan's eyebrows jumped.

Zhao Feng was also vaguely aware of the other party's intentions.

"You five, come together."

Bei Mo's voice was very steady, as if he was stating something completely normal.

What! Let’s go together?

Several people present, whether it was Nangong Fan, Yang Qingshan, or the newcomer Zhao Feng, were shocked.

Immediately, Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan showed a hint of anger on their faces.

"Why, you don't dare?"

Bei Mo slowly walked to the middle of the five people.

"good!"

Feng Yinyue's face turned cold and she joined the battle circle.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan, one after the other, sandwiched Bei Mo in the middle.

Zhao Feng and the other three, whose cultivation levels are relatively low, stood on the edge, a little further away.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the field seemed extremely depressing.

The duel in the courtyard was divided into two parties.

There is only one person in Beimo, one of them, who has cultivated to the eighth level of martial arts.

On the other side, there are five people, Yang Qingshan, Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei, two people at the eighth level of martial arts, and three people at the seventh level of martial arts.

Isn't this a bit too much?

Zhao Feng was confused.

At this time, Ye Lingyun and the three guards on the roof also held their breath and concentrated.

"Turbine power!

Nangong Fan took the lead in launching an attack, and an invisible white wave of air burst out from his palm, forming a vortex and rushing toward Bei Mo.

Uh-huh~

Suddenly, a terrifying suction force enveloped Bei Mo. An ordinary eighth-level powerhouse would have been shaken unsteadily.

However, Bei Mo stood there, his clothes flying, but he didn't move at all.

His feet seemed to be rooted in the earth.

"Mountain collapse!"

Yang Qingshan shouted loudly and struck out with a palm in the air. The force of the palm was as heavy as a mountain, shaking the dust and sand in the air. It carried a huge force and pressure that caused the mountain to collapse, and crashed towards Beimo.

He and Nangong Fan, with one pressing as the main attacker and the other containing the auxiliary, worked together flawlessly.

At the same moment, attacks from Zhao Feng and three others came from the side.

Star finger!

The phantom moon splits the sky!

Qianye Lingwu!

Zhao Feng, Feng Yinyue, and Zhao Yufei's attacks came from three directions, with an astonishing momentum.

Among them, Zhao Feng's attack power is almost as powerful as the eighth level martial arts, while Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei's attacks are almost as powerful as those of the eighth level masters.

In an instant, the attacks of the five talented young men enveloped Beimo like a thundering storm.

"Well done! Ripples are destroyed——"

Bei Mo stood on the spot, his arms suddenly opened, and a layer of bronze-colored internal energy ripples vibrated like thunder, like hundreds of fierce horses, sweeping across all directions with overwhelming force, and I am the only one who dominates!

Boom boomka——

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan, who were the first to bear the brunt, were instantly annihilated by the internal energy attack that broke through the air, and there was also a domineering bronze internal energy ripple that knocked their bodies away.

Wow!

Nangong Fan vomited blood in mid-air, while Yang Qingshan's arms were numb and numb, his face was pale, and he suffered some internal injuries.

Bang bang bang——

The remaining internal energy ripples of the bronze vibrated violently, destroying the air attacks of Zhao Feng and the others into a vacuum.

Zhao Yufei and Feng Yinyue groaned and flew out uncontrollably.

Hushua~
Chapter completed!