Feng Mo's fist was about to touch Feng Wuchen's face.

In front of everyone, at the critical moment, the latter's head tilted slightly, causing Feng Mo's punch to miss.

"What! Dodged!"

When everyone was surprised, Feng Mo gritted his teeth and swept his fist in the direction where Feng Wuchen was avoiding.

"Let's see how you hide this time!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuchen seemed to have predicted his attack, and his feet had already started to exert force. He dodged and already distanced himself from him.

"What!"

After throwing two punches in succession, Feng Mo seemed to be humiliated and became furious, and his fists and kicks began to attack Feng Wuchen like a gust of wind.

Feng Wuchen's movements each time were not large, and did not give people a very amazing feeling, but every time he dodgeed, he was just right, just avoiding the opponent's attack.

All of this is like a script that has been written long ago.

The two fought for a long time. Feng Mo, who had been actively attacking, was panting, but he didn't even touch the corner of Feng Wuchen's clothes.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qing gradually frowned and his eyes gradually focused on Feng Wuchen.

With his eyesight, it is certainly not difficult to see that the two of them are as different as clouds and mud in terms of speed and movement!

No wonder this kid can win Yue Qingyin's favor.

However, in actual combat, speed is just the icing on the cake. What really determines victory or defeat is real strength!

Of these two teenagers, who can surprise him?

Seeing his attacks being dodged by Feng Wuchen one after another, Feng Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you a sword cultivator? How can you only know how to scurry like a rat? Do you dare to draw your sword and fight me head-on!"

"Draw the sword?" Feng Wuchen's eyes were full of teasing: "You don't seem to be qualified yet!"

"What……"

After hearing this, Feng Mo clenched his fists tightly and his body was shaking with anger.

Because seven days ago, Yue Qingyin said the same thing to him!

Yue Qingyin is the best genius of the Qingchen Sect. She has reached the golden body state at a young age, so she has the right to look down on him.

But this loser in front of you! Why do you look down on him so much?

I saw Feng Wuchen's mouth raised slightly: "But it seems that there is really no point in continuing to entangle with a piece of trash like you. It's better to end it with one sword."

You are better!"

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen spread his palms, and the Burning Yang Sword appeared in his hands.

"It's a spiritual sword! Where did he take it out from? Could it be that this kid has a storage magic weapon on him!"

"Tsk tsk! It's a spiritual sword and a magic weapon for storage. You're really rich!"

Amid everyone's exclamations, Feng Wuchen had already raised Fen Yang and was about to draw his sword.

Seeing this, Feng Mo showed ecstasy.

No matter how fast Feng Wuchen is, he is still in the innate realm, which is qualitatively different from the Qi Control realm.

Feng Mo brewed for a moment, and the red spiritual energy gradually enveloped his fists. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if a raging fire was igniting.

"Spirit-level mid-level martial arts—Fire Flame Fist!"

After displaying his martial arts skills, Feng Mo's true cultivation was finally revealed to everyone.

At that moment, the crowd became excited again.

"It's actually the third level of Qi Control Realm!"

"It has only been a long time since he broke through the Qi Control realm, but he has already reached the third level of heaven! The Heavenly Spiritual Vein is really terrifying!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Cang couldn't help but tremble in his eyes and glanced at Feng Changyun not far away.

The Body Tempering Pill can only improve the Qi Control realm by one level, but Feng Mo has already become the third level of Qi Control.

While lamenting that Feng Changyun had spent so much money, he was also secretly surprised at the terrifying talent of this boy.

No matter what, the third level of Qi Control coupled with the Flame Fist Gang is more than enough to deal with an innate realm, regardless of whether the opponent is a sword cultivator or not, right?

However, facing the menacing Fiery Fist, Feng Wuchen did not flinch at all, but stabbed out with his sword!

This scene made everyone's eyes widen.

Although Feng Wuchen is a sword cultivator, Feng Mo is also a genius who has awakened the Heavenly Spirit Vein!

The ninth level of the Xiantian Realm is trying to fight against the third level of the Qi Control Realm, but the latter has used his martial arts skills. He is simply looking for death!

However, in full view of everyone, fists and swords collided, and Fen Yang easily pierced Feng Mo's fist. This sword, fast and hard, went straight to Feng Mo's throat.

Sword intent!

"not good!"

With a thought in his heart, Feng Mo suddenly retreated, focusing all his strength on the vital point.

"Boom!"

The next moment, there was a loud noise, and smoke and dust were everywhere above the ring. At the same time, a black figure flew out and hit the edge of the ring, vomiting blood.

"That is……"

When they saw the man flying out clearly, everyone on the scene was petrified on the spot.

The person who flew out... was Feng Mo!

"Fa...what happened? Was Feng Mo defeated?"

"Tsk tsk... No wonder the swordsman is said to be invincible at the same level, but he can actually pierce the fists of the Qi Control realm. It's so terrifying!"

While everyone was talking, Feng Wuchen did not stop there. His body disappeared instantly, and the next moment, the Burning Yang Sword was stabbing towards Feng Mo again!

"Boy! Repair my son!"

Hearing this voice, Feng Mo seemed to grasp at straws.

"Dad! Save me!"

Seeing Feng Changyun's body blocking Feng Mo, Feng Wuchen did not hold back his sword.

"court death!"

"Pfft!"

Feng Changyun's protective shield was useless in front of the sword cultivator, and Feng Wuchen's sword easily pierced his heart.

A sword pierced Feng Changyun, and the tip of the sword just touched Feng Mo's eyebrows. Blood kept dripping on the bridge of his nose, completely frightening him.

The genius with the divine spiritual pulse was so frightened that he peed his pants and burst into tears.

"Wow...don't...don't kill me!"

Seeing another master of the air control realm being killed by Feng Wuchen, the face of Feng Changgeng, the head of the Feng family, turned extremely ugly.

"Feng Wuchen! Are you rebelling?"

"I want to rebel? Feng Changgeng, do you still want to be shameless? It is this old dog who insists on breaking the rules of the life and death arena and stops me from killing people. I will kill him, it is only natural and right!"

"You... you... make me angry!"

Just when Feng Changgeng was about to have an attack, Lu Qing, who was beside him, suddenly stood up, walked through the air, and floated to the ring.

"Elder Lu!"

Lu Qing glanced at Feng Chang

Geng glanced at him: "Can you give me a quarter of an hour? Master Feng?"

Feng Changgeng's mouth twitched and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Of course... of course!"

Lu Qing walked up to Feng Wuchen and put his hand on his forehead.

Feng Wuchen's pupils trembled, and he instantly realized that this old guy wanted to check his spiritual veins!

However, Lu Qing's cultivation level was too different from his, and he couldn't avoid the opponent's actions at all.

A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!

Once Long Yuan's inheritance is exposed and someone knows about it, the consequences will be disastrous!

Just when he was nervous, Lu Qing frowned: "You don't have spiritual veins?"

Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the Longyuan Sword Tower in his dantian had disappeared.

Huh? Gone!

wrong!

After Feng Wuchen sensed it carefully, he discovered that the Longyuan Sword Tower had not disappeared, but had shrunk hundreds of times and was hiding in a corner of his dantian.

Unexpectedly, this Longyuan Sword Tower actually has the consciousness of hiding itself!

Feng Wuchen immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right... I do have no spiritual veins!"
To be continued...