"Young genius, I would like to see how capable you are and take action."
Zhu Feng put his hands behind his back and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, looking like a senior.
Mo Wen lowered his eyes, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of Zhu Feng in an instant. He suddenly blasted out a dragon-tiger fist, sweeping the energy, and a tiger roar shook the entire grove, and the leaves all fell, as if it was raining.
A rain of dead leaves.
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows. An expert would know if there is any when he strikes. This young man is really not simple. The momentum of a simple punch is astonishing. He will be affected to some extent, especially the strange tiger roar.
Sound effects.
A moment of trance caused him to involuntarily slow down his movements. When he reacted, a punch was already in front of him.
A flash of surprise flashed in Zhu Feng's eyes. He floated back slightly and stepped back three feet. After slightly avoiding Mo Wen's punch, he swung out a palm and instantly collided with Mo Wen's fist.
Mo Wen's body trembled slightly and he took three or four steps back uncontrollably. Zhu Feng also took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure.
"What kind of martial arts are you doing? What a skill!"
Zhu Feng looked at Mo Wen with some amazement. The punch just now was not simple. It contained the secrets of the universe, which made him suffer a lot.
Martial arts that hide phantom attacks are rare martial arts. As far as he knows, martial arts with phantom effects are rare in the ancient martial arts world.
In the first fight, the two of them were evenly matched.
"Dragon and Tiger Fist."
Mo Wen curled his lips, not hiding anything. His eyes narrowed slightly, because the Zhu Feng in front of him was a master, a master who could threaten him, a rare ancient warrior in the late stage of Dan Bao realm.
If he fights with all his strength, he probably won't be this person's opponent.
The reason why he was able to fight him evenly just now was because he seized the opportunity and relied on the sound effect of Dragon Tiger Fist to instantly attack this person unprepared. In a hurry, he could only use 50% of his strength.
But he took action with all his strength.
In terms of cultivation, the gap was so big that it was difficult for Mo Wen to cross this gap with his two lifetimes of experience.
"Dragon Tiger Fist?"
Zhu Feng frowned. The name was very ordinary, but the boxing technique was definitely not an ordinary martial arts.
To be able to master such advanced boxing skills at such a young age is indeed an extraordinary talent.
"Although you are somewhat capable, you are still a little overconfident in resisting the arrest of Tianhua Palace. However, a young genius like you is rare. Anyway, I will completely convince you today."
Zhu Feng raised his brows, and a strong air pressure was suddenly released from his body. His cultivation in the late stage of Baodan realm was fully revealed. It was like a tidal wave rolling over Mo Wen, and the surrounding air froze.
It's like being in water.
Momentum and coercion is a sure-fire technique for high-level warriors to deal with low-level warriors. With the suppression of cultivation, the strength of low-level warriors is estimated to have dropped before they even take action.
The greater the gap in cultivation, the greater the pressure, not only physically but also mentally.
Therefore, among ancient warriors, unless they are geniuses, it will be difficult to complete cross-level challenges, especially fighting across large realms.
The surrounding air seemed to be restrained by mercury. Mo Wen's body trembled slightly, and a supple and boneless power emanated from his body. The effect of the terrifying coercion on him gradually decreased, bit by bit.
loses its effect.
He made a gesture that looked very much like Yunshou with an expressionless face, waiting for Zhu Feng to take action.
He knew that he could not be Zhu Feng's opponent now, but he was not a person who surrendered without a fight. He knew that he would lose, but it was not easy to win against him.
Zhu Feng's expression became slightly solemn. He thought that by releasing the pressure, Mo Wen's weaknesses would be exposed, and he could easily defeat him with his hands tied.
But now, he no longer has that confidence. At this time, Mo Wen feels like an invisible cloud. The absolute pressure of his cultivation does not seem to have a great effect on him, or even not at all.
It has no effect.
This was the first time he encountered such a weird thing. It was a bit weird that someone could get rid of the absolute suppression due to the gap in inner energy cultivation.
However, although Mo Wen is weird and difficult to deal with, it seems impossible to defeat him because the gap between the two people's cultivation levels is too big.
Zhu Feng was just a little surprised. The young man in front of him surprised him too much. Such a young genius with excellent talent could barely be included in the Earth Ranking. A young man who has a chance to be on the Earth Ranking, even if he is caught
Well, it is estimated that Huatian Palace will not punish him much.
Of course, whether to punish Mo Wen or not is not his business, and it is not up to him. His mission is just to take Mo Wen back.
Mo Wen was waiting for him to take action. Zhu Feng naturally couldn't let him down. If he couldn't defeat him beautifully, he would probably lose his status as a senior.
Therefore, Zhu Feng did not dare to be careless and took the initiative, immediately displaying his unique skills.
His figure swayed slightly, and he appeared in front of Mo Wen. He stretched out his hand to explore forward. The next moment, dozens of palm shadows were layered on top of each other, grasping at Mo Wen in real and insubstantial ways. In an instant, Mo Wen was almost surrounded from top to bottom.
Mo Wen's pupils shrank. It was clear that Zhu Feng had practiced martial arts. When the shadow of his hand appeared in front of him, it was impossible to distinguish between real and fake. The big hand shadow was as big as a house, and the small hand shadow was as big as a house.
It's locusts swarming up one after another.
The whole thing was like a cloud, shrouding his face, controlling his huge mouth, ready to swallow Mo Wen up.
Advanced martial arts!
An idea flashed through Mo Wen's mind almost instantly. Only high-level martial arts could have such an effect. How could ordinary martial arts be so weird?
However, as a man of two generations, Mo Wen naturally has a lot of knowledge and has seen a lot of magical martial arts, but he doesn't make a fuss about it. He always looks calm, and the more stressed he is, the more peaceful he feels.
Wonderful hand!
In an instant, Mo Wen was like a Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, with endless hand shadows blooming from his body. The gestures of each hand shadow were different, like a hand from the sky, reaching into the endless cloud-like palm shadows.
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Facing a master like Zhu Feng, Mo Wen also displayed his unparalleled martial arts. Tianmiao Shou is a peerless martial arts that has not been passed down for thousands of years in the Mo family, and it is also one of Mo Wen's killer martial arts.
There were many phantoms, and the shadows of hands filled the sky. At that moment, it was like waves in the sea of clouds, vast and vast, containing the profound meaning of martial arts.
The collision of completely different martial arts did not cause any earth-shattering momentum. Instead, it blossomed quietly and invisibly.
The whole forest was quiet, everything was peaceful, and no dead leaves fell.
It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was only a moment.
The next moment, all the phantoms disappeared, the clouds disappeared, and thousands of hands from the sky disappeared. Only two people were still standing in the woods.
At this time, Mo Wen's body had retreated a full fifty meters, and he was leaning against the trunk of a towering tree. His face was slightly pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
And Zhu Feng, with disheveled hair and messy clothes, retreated more than ten meters in embarrassment.
"What kind of martial arts do you have?"
Zhu Feng asked with some horror, looking at Mo Wen in disbelief.
Although the two of them had only fought for a moment, they had actually exchanged blows hundreds of times. Both of their martial arts were famous for their speed and dexterity, and they were very similar. Now that they collided, they could immediately tell their superiority.
His Panyun Hand was actually not as good as Mo Wen's weird technique. It should be said that it was far inferior. Otherwise, he would not have been able to display his unique martial arts skills despite such a huge difference in cultivation, but still make him so embarrassed.
At that moment, countless hand shadows enveloped his body, and 206 bones in his body were strangely dislocated, one after another, almost torn him apart.
Fortunately, his inner energy cultivation was strong enough, and he used his inner energy cultivation to forcefully block those hand shadows, otherwise, he would have turned into a puddle of mud in an instant.
As an ancient warrior, he naturally understands the body very well. If there are some bones that are too late to stop, the moment they detach, he rejoins them himself.
But despite this, his bones also separated and rejoined, dislocating and rejoining over and over again thousands of times.
Now, his whole body was filled with swelling pain. His bones were bearing such a heavy load, and it was a lucky thing that they didn't shatter.
That is to say, he, an ancient warrior in the late stage of Baodan realm, could bear it, and his body was strengthened enough. For another person, all the bones in his body would probably be turned into dregs.
He had never heard of such terrifying martial arts techniques, let alone seen them before.
Faced with such terrifying martial arts, if someone had similar cultivation to that young man, he would probably be defeated in an instant.
His Panyun Shou was a profound martial arts rewarded by Tianhua Palace after he was promoted to a four-star deacon. When he got it, he was overjoyed and regarded it as a treasure. But compared with the young man's martial arts, it was completely different. Damn, the difference is huge.
"You win."
Mo Wen glanced at Zhu Feng expressionlessly and did not answer his question. Tianmiaoshou was his trump card in martial arts. If he could keep it from others, he would naturally not tell it.
In the fight just now, even though it was a fight that hurt both sides, he lost in the end.
Zhu Feng's cultivation level is there, and it is difficult for him to cross the gap in cultivation level. Although he forced Zhu Feng into a state of embarrassment just now, he also suffered a lot of injuries, and Zhu Feng has shown mercy, otherwise he would definitely be here now. It's the result of serious injury.
Just like a child punching an adult and an adult punching a child, his ten punches are not as good as Zhu Feng's punch. Although his martial arts has the absolute upper hand, no matter how sophisticated the martial arts is, the difference in strength is too big, so what? Can win.
Zhu Feng smiled bitterly, his face a bit troubled.
Although he won, he did so in such an embarrassing manner. With his late-stage cultivation of Dan Bao, he was able to win with such difficulty against a young man who did not even have the level of Bao Dan. It was nothing more than a shame.
"Since you lost, you should leave with me. Don't worry, with your talent, Huatian Palace may not do anything to you, and may even cultivate you."
Zhu Feng shook his head with some emotion. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. A young man is better than a young man. He cannot accept old age.
"I'm afraid he can't leave with you."
A strange voice suddenly sounded in the woods. The reason why the voice was strange was because you couldn't tell whether the voice was male or female. The sound was empty, like an empty valley, without any color belonging to men or women.
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