Dongfang Yan saw that Dongfang Mo was still moving, and a cold smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger. Suddenly, an orange-red attack with a heat wave instantly hit Dongfang Mo's eyes.

The speed of the test made many people not see clearly, but people all have the same idea. It would be strange if Dongfang Mo was not burned. At least he could not find his head after this punch.

But this heat wave was clearly seen by Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo's clenched fist suddenly opened, and an egg-sized light ball in his palm had been formed. The majestic spiritual energy in his dantian was activated by him. The light ball suddenly rushed towards him, blocking the heat wave of Dongfang Yan.

The two forces collided, and there was a crackling sound. However, Dongfang Mo's dantian was majestic. The Dongfang Yan was not the opponent, but Dongfang Mo did not want to expose too much. This technique only used 30% of its power to slowly force Dongfang Yan's orange-red aura back.

Seeing that he was suppressed, Dongfang Yan had no choice. He was suppressed so hard that everyone around him was stunned. Dongfang Mo was able to suppress Dongfang Yan in their eyes. The two of them were definitely unequal. But at this moment, the scene in front of him and Dongfang Mo's performance subverted their cognition.

In the end, Dongfang Mo didn't want to play with him anymore. With a little force, Dongfang Yan's technique was completely resolved. Dongfang Yan sat on the ground sweating profusely.

Dongfang Mo still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He walked straight to the table, picked up the spiritual herb, turned around and said to Dongfang Yan, "Now, you are convinced that you lose."

Dongfang Yan stared in horror, stunned, speechless and at a loss. He didn't know why he was defeated by Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo ignored the people around him and walked towards the door.

"Stop" a resentful voice sounded behind him.

Dongfang Mo looked back and saw that it was Dongfang Ping who had been provoking him just now. He didn't even turn around, but just said coldly: "Is there anything you have to do?"

"I'll talk to you, do you dare?" Dongfang Ping said gritting his teeth. On weekdays, he has a good relationship with Dongfang Yan. Seeing Dongfang Yan so angry, he felt naturally uncomfortable, especially Dongfang Mo's rebellious spirit, and he wanted him to teach him a lesson.

Dongfang Mo still didn't even turn around. After shaking his head, he turned around and said contemptuously: "Why do you want me to discuss with you?"

The words shocked everyone. This Dongfang Mo dared to talk to Dongfang Ping, and he was definitely looking for death.

Dongfangping is a disciple of Tai Chi Sect. He participated in the martial arts test conference a year ago. In more than a year, he actually broke through two levels and was at the fifth level of the first year. Everyone here is Dongfangping's highest cultivation level.

Seeing that Dongfang Mo was not only not scared by his momentum, he actually dared to be so arrogant with him Dongfang Ping, he was immediately furious: "Dongfang Mo, what do you think you are? If you are too arrogant, it is better to say less so as not to be taken back."

Dongfang Mo smiled and said, "I don't have time to play with you." Dongfang Mo shook the spiritual herb in his hand, "If it weren't for this top-grade spiritual herb, even if Dongfang Yan beg me, I would be lazy to fight with him." Dongfang Mo could be said to have stepped on Dongfang Yan into the ground.

Tighten the fists, Dongfang Ping was furious and stared at his eyes, the joints of the bones creaked, and he reached out to take out two top-grade spiritual herbs from his arms, and slapped on the table: "Dongfang Mo, I bet with you that I have two top-grade spiritual herbs here. Not only do I bet on the spiritual herbs in your hand, but I also want to add the spiritual herbs for your birthday next year. Do you dare?"

At this time, Dongfang Mo turned around, looked at the spiritual herbs on the table, and smiled slightly: "This is a bit interesting, but will you regret the two spiritual herbs like Dongfang Yan? For you, it can be regarded as a considerable fortune. If you lose, will you feel so painful?" Dongfang Mo seemed kind to comfort him, but it was another way of provoking.

Sure enough, Dongfangping immediately said to Dongfanglu: "Second uncle, come and testify to us. I want to have a fight with Dongfangmo."

Dongfang Lu, who had been watching coldly, had no expression on his face, but he looked at Dongfang Mo with admiration. This child was much more scheming than Dongfang Yan, and had backbone and arrogance, but he was not out of control and forgetfulness.

Seeing Dongfang Mo challenging Dongfang Ping so casually, which was so much higher than his cultivation level, Dongfang Lu was a little worried. In Dongfang Lu's consciousness, Dongfang Mo just condensed the sea of ​​Qi and the third level of Chu Yuan, but the confident smile at the corner of Dongfang Mo's mouth made Dongfang Lu subconsciously not stop him.

After a moment of silence, Dongfanglu, who was an elder, spoke: "You have no eyes on your fists, you should stop until you click, don't hurt each other."

The two nodded immediately at such a request.

Dongfang Ping stood quietly with his hands behind his back. Although Dongfang Mo won Dongfang Yan just now, Dongfang Ping could see clearly that Dongfang Mo won was not easy. It can be said that he had consumed some spiritual power. His cultivation level was much higher than him, so he would never lose. At most, he would be said to be a victory without force, but so what?

"Dongfang Mo, let you do it first. I don't want to leave the excuse of bullying the small by bullying the small," Dongfang Ping said in a seemingly generous manner.

Dongfang Mo smiled coldly: "I am younger than you, I am later than you in the sect, and my practice time is shorter than you. I'm afraid that you will be able to bully the small one by one. What else do you want to do is to be a big shot? Why are you pretending to be?"

After being so clearly explained by Dongfang Mo, Dongfang Ping's anger that was restrained was immediately aroused by Dongfang Mo. The reason in his eyes was also submerged. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Dongfang Mo anymore, and rushed towards Dongfang Mo with his fists.

Dongfang Ping seemed to be angry with Dongfang Mo. In addition, he believed that his cultivation was not low, so he swung a punch at Dongfang Mo very hasty, an ordinary punch that was unruly.

However, there was a domineering spiritual energy in it. Dongfang Mo knew that Dongfang Ping's cultivation was at the fifth level of the Chuyuan level, which was similar to Sister Zi's cultivation level. Naturally, he did not dare to neglect it. He felt the fierce wind and his body flashed and avoided the punch.

Dongfang Mo frowned a little, and looked at Dongfang Ping's punch so hasty, a thought flashed in his mind instantly. Before Dongfang Ping used the technique, he didn't want to use it too early, so as not to have no killing moves when he got it.

But Dongfang Mo was wrong. Dongfang Ping's seemingly ordinary punch contained techniques. This is the cleverness of this set of techniques, called Suiyiquan. Dongfang Mo avoided the first punch, and the second punch came again, and it was still the kind of punch that seemed messy and irrational.

Dongfang Mo used his spiritual energy to resist, but when he just met Dongfang Ping's fist wind, he suddenly felt his arms numb. Dongfang Mo screamed in his heart, and he was hit by a sinister trick. There are techniques here.

He regretted not seeing this technique clearly, causing him to suffer in vain, but regretting it is useless. It is better to learn from one's mistakes. This will make it more challenging. Dongfangping also cares about his two spiritual herbs.

Dongfang Mo is full of confidence in his spiritual energy. He is going to fight for the last time, but he uses his spiritual energy to resist it. Even if he is injured, he will admit it. The bottom line is not to affect his use of Thunder Palm.

Dongfang Ping naturally would not miss this opportunity to attack Dongfang Mo. If he seriously injured him, he would be more confident in the spiritual herb. Thinking of this, he would immediately pour the spiritual energy from his dantian into his fist.

After all, Dongfang Mo has no experience in actual combat, which can be said to be blank. In addition, Dongfang Ping's set of techniques has been mastered, which makes Dongfang Mo only feel a slight pain in his hands. The destructive aura gradually invades his meridians.

However, it was impossible for Dongfang Mo to withdraw, but it seemed too late to activate the Thunder Palm. Dongfang Mo was anxious and had no choice but to resist and seek another opportunity.

At this moment, a sharp spiritual energy suddenly emerged from the beads that had been sleeping in Dongfang Mo's dantian, and flew out directly from Dongfang Mo's palm, which actually made Dongfang Ping take several steps in a row.

Dongfang Ping never thought that Dongfang Mo could actually bounce his fist, but when he saw Dongfang Mo sweating on his forehead, he sneered, I guess you were emptied too

Thinking of this, he twisted his body up and waved his casual fist casually. The momentum suddenly overwhelmed Dongfang Mo. Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth. This time he really wanted to thank the strange beads in his dantian, but he must remember this loss firmly.

Although Dongfang Ping did not give Dongfang Mo time to brew techniques, Dongfang Mo had already been proficient in the Thunder Palm. In the blink of an eye, the formula had been activated. The palm was pushed flat, and the egg-sized light ball quickly condensed, and was pushed to Dongfang Ping hard by him. This was Dongfang Mo's full-strength attack.

Seeing that Dongfang Mo could actually push the sharp light ball out so quickly, Dongfang Ping was shocked. It was obviously not on the same level as the one used by Dongfang Mo just now.

Seeing that the thunder and lightning ball arrived, Dongfangping did not dare to underestimate it and immediately resisted it. After all, after staying in Tai Chi Sect for a year, he had practiced more than one technique. Dongfangping's arm swayed, and a round little shield appeared in front of him. Dongfangping had already injected his spiritual power into it. The little shield suddenly shone brightly. After a fierce thunder and lightning explosion, Dongfangping was safe and sound.

Dongfang Mo couldn't help frowning. The attack just now had already swung all the power of the Thunder Palm, but it only made the round shield on Dongfang Ping's arm ripples of energy.

"It turned out to be a low-grade spiritual weapon." The people around him shouted at the same time. They could never have imagined that Dongfang Mo, a new disciple of the Sword Sect, actually forced Dongfang Ping to use a weapon. It was not an ordinary weapon. It was actually a low-grade spiritual weapon that could inject spiritual energy into it.
Chapter completed!