At this time, the room was filled with light, which made everyone's eyes hurt, and they couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly.
If a peerless master like Liu Yuan suddenly falls into darkness, he only needs to use his inner strength to see things. However, at this moment, there was a sudden bright light. No matter how high Liu Yuan and others were, they could not see clearly for a while.
When the light weakened slightly, everyone opened their eyes and saw that the house was filled with smoke and dust and was in a mess. The doors and windows were shattered, and even the walls collapsed, not to mention chairs and benches.
Chen Xuan smiled bitterly, thinking that it was time to spend a lot of money to build a new mansion.
Zhang Mohe and Feng Su made such a big fuss that they had almost completely demolished the main hall. It was impossible to even repair it and had to be rebuilt.
Everyone stood in the ruins. When the smoke dissipated, Zhang Mo and Feng Su gradually appeared, as if a monster in the smoke had spit them out.
Zhang Mo had already landed, and Gu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief with his calm and gentle appearance. However, his breath was a little unstable. He was using his energy to adjust his breath, and he didn't have the energy to attack Feng Su anymore.
Feng Su was different from Zhang Mo. At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the ground. His white teeth were stained red by blood. Coupled with his disheveled hair, he looked quite ferocious.
Just then, Zhang Mo struck out more than ten palms in a row. Each palm print contained the Five Thunder Methods. Even though the power of a single palm was not strong, the cumulative effect was such that even Feng Su was caught off guard. Suffered internal injuries.
If Feng Su hadn't been protected by Mo Yan Qijue at the last moment, he would have been defeated long ago after receiving more than ten palm seals from Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo frowned slightly and thought: "Isn't this even death?"
Each of the five thunder talismans that Zhang Mo bought in the system mall was equivalent to a full blow from a master of the first level of creation. Although one single piece of Nai Nai cannot Feng Su, the combined power of more than a dozen of them is almost equivalent to a sword from a swordsman like Liu Yuan. Zhang Mo couldn't believe that Feng Su had received such a blow unprepared. , actually not dead yet.
Feng Su coughed a few times, stood up and said, "Brother Zhang, you are so powerful. If I hadn't used Mo Yan Qijue to block it in time, I might have died here."
Zhang Mo looked at Feng Su and said calmly: "You are really lucky."
Feng Su pushed out his right palm, and this time Mo Yan's seven swords came out simultaneously, spinning and cutting towards Zhang Mo again.
Zhang Mo frowned, and quickly formed seals with his hands. A very thin white film wrapped Zhang Mo. Mo Yan Qijue, who was in the dormitory, cut through, but did not do anything to Zhang Mo.
Feng Su praised: "It's so awesome. In terms of physical strength alone, he is not inferior to the Qing Emperor."
Mo Yan's seven swords did not hurt Zhang Mo. Feng Su had already expected it. He turned his wrist lightly and stabbed the seven swords on the floor beside Zhang Mo. None of them hit Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo looked at the seven swords stabbed in the air and said calmly: "Has the majestic Tang Sect's master's accuracy become so bad after being injured?"
Feng Su chuckled and said, "Has it gotten worse? I think I've improved to a higher level."
At this time, the system prompt in Zhang Mo's mind suddenly sounded: "Warning, the host is in danger of life! Warning, the host is in danger of life!"
At the same time, a line of red letters appeared in Zhang Mo's mind. The color was very similar to blood, which was very eye-catching.
Zhang Mo was stunned.
Zhang Mo still has a certain understanding of the system. Generally speaking, the system's words are only spoken once, never twice, let alone formed into words in the mind like now.
It seemed like a real life and death crisis.
Zhang Mo knew that his cultivation was limited, and in some aspects he was far inferior to masters like Feng Su. Although he did not feel any danger at this time, he still believed in the system unconditionally.
Zhang Mo used his inner strength and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move. What followed was a chill that penetrated deep into his bones, as if there was a poisonous snake watching behind him. As long as he made any move, he would be attacked by the poisonous snake.
For a moment, Zhang Mo broke out in cold sweat, his whole body was stiff and it was difficult to move, and he couldn't even speak.
Zhang Mo was shocked and confused, and looked at Feng Su. Feng Su coughed up another mouthful of blood and said slowly: "Brother Zhang, how does this move of mine compare to your Five Thunder Zhengfa?"
As Feng Su spoke, Zhang Mo felt a heavy pressure slowly coming down, causing the internal energy in his body to gradually become stagnant and difficult to function.
Zhang Mo's expression was solemn, and he suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, but he was able to move.
Zhang Mo looked away and said: "Master Feng's cultivation is so powerful, but it's a pity that my methods are not limited to the Five Thunder Methods."
Feng Su frowned and said, "Zhang Mo, you can still move?"
Zhang Mo said calmly: "Master Feng, you can use your shadow to control me, and I can also cut off my own shadow."
Everyone was startled and looked at Zhang Mo's shadow. They saw Mo Yan's Qi Jue, who was all in Feng Su, pinned to the shadow. This was the method Feng Su used to restrain Zhang Mo just now.
Liu Yuan was greatly surprised and secretly frightened.
In the Fengyun Jue three years ago, Fengsu had never used such methods.
Using shadow to injure the enemy has the same effect as Yi Haichao's sword and sword shadow, making it difficult for people to guard against. If at this time, Feng Su is his enemy, besides cutting off his own shadow, I don't know if there is any other way to block Feng Su's move.
Except for Liu Yuan, everyone was also thinking about ways to defeat the enemy, but they found that there was no good way except cutting off the shadow. For a while, the atmosphere was quite gloomy.
It's not that they can't cut off the shadow. On the contrary, it's very simple. But if Mo Yan's Qi Jue is still nailed to the shadow, even if they can cut it off, it will take a lot of internal energy.
Unless he knew from the beginning that Feng Su had such a method and cut off the shadow in advance, it would definitely consume a lot of internal energy.
Liu Yuan looked solemn and said in a low voice: "It seems that Sanqian Bodhi is really important to Feng Su, but he exposed such a killing move before Fengyun Jue."
Fengsu nodded slightly and said, "What a great freedom."
Feng Su's words were overtly sarcastic, but they were mocking Zhang Mo for taking advantage of his free cultivation to break the move. If Zhang Mo and Feng Su's cultivation were the same, Zhang Mo would definitely not be able to cut off the shadow so easily.
Zhang Mo said coldly: "Master Feng, I still have to correct you once."
Zhang Mo stepped forward, and his shadow and body were torn apart like white paper. The shadow was still pinned by Mo Yan Qijue, but his body was not affected and could still move.
Zhang Mo said: "My martial arts cultivation is just to understand the mysteries."
After saying that, Zhang Mo punched out from afar.
No palm print appeared, but Feng Su retreated subconsciously. Soon, he was glad that he had escaped in time.
A gust of fist wind swept through Feng Su, and even if it was just a slight brush, it still caused him a sharp pain, as if there were more than a dozen silver needles pricking him.
Zhang Mo's punch did not use any internal force, but was purely based on physical strength, forcing Feng Su to dodge. It's hard to imagine how powerful it would be if it was attached with internal force.
Suddenly, Jiang Tianyi rushed forward and said urgently: "Brother Zhang, where did you learn this move?"
