one hundred seventy-five

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Liu Yuan used Qing Kung again, and everyone felt that his body became darker and darker, and finally disappeared again.

Can this still be considered Qinggong?

Zhang Mo cursed secretly in his heart.

Not to mention a good fortune warrior, even if an immortal comes, he may not be able to do it.

Jiang Tianyi sighed: "Brother Zhang, be careful. With Brother Liu's Qinggong attainments, even if he is standing right in front of you, if he doesn't want you to see him, you won't be able to see him."

Zhang Mo said casually: "Thank you, Brother Jiang, for reminding me."

Having said that, Zhang Mo's attention was entirely on Liu Yuan.

Zhang Mo squinted his eyes and swept across the hall very quickly. While he was still running his skills and his internal energy was in a state of intensification, he saw Liu Yuan's figure clearly and punched him.

Zhang Mo's punch was the same as when he hit Zhang Mo at Chen's house. They were both punching with style and had no internal strength. However, the speed and force of the punch were much higher than those of other warriors.

Li Qiuchi frowned and said, "Qing Emperor?"

As far as Li Qiuchi knew, there was only one Qing Emperor in the world who could achieve such a failure by punching with his physical body alone.

Jiang Tian smiled and said: "Qiuchi, Qingdi's guy is still far away waiting for Qiugu. How can Brother Zhang be him?"

Seeing Zhang Mo use this punch again, Jiang Tian still had a look of disappointment in his eyes, but he was not as glum as he was in the Chen family.

Jiang Tianyi felt depressed, and the surroundings suddenly became a little dull. When Xiang Lan saw this, he would think of the scene at Chen's house, and knew that Jiang Tianyi had remembered the past again. Although he didn't know what it was, Xiang Lan still offered words of comfort.

Jiang Tian gently hugged Xiang Lan's waist and said, "Miss Xiang, I'm fine, just keep watching. If you can understand some of the true meaning from it, that would be great."

Xiang Lan smiled and said: "Mr. Jiang, even I have changed my words. Why do you still call me Miss Xiang?"

Jiang Tian was startled and said with a smile: "I made a mistake, so I'll call you 'Alan', okay?"

Xiang Lan chuckled and said, "Of course."

Xiang Lan knew that Jiang Tianyi was depressed at this time, and she said this to give Jiang Tian some comfort and make her feel better.

Jiang Tianyi said softly: "Alan, don't say any more, just watch carefully."

Xiang Lan nodded, knowing that this opportunity was rare, so he did not dare to delay at the moment, and watched the fight between Liu Yuan and Zhang Mo attentively.

When Li Qiuchi saw that Xiang Lan and Jiang Tian had finished chatting, he said, "What I mean is that Mr. Zhang's punch is as good as that of Qing Emperor."

Hearing this, Zhang Mo raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Although the origin of the system is a mystery, Zhang Mo still knows the power of the system. Not to mention anything else, just saying that it can make a Tongxuan martial artist reach the level of cultivation of a free master in a short period of time, this is already considered a miracle.

The only technique provided by the system that Zhang Mo is practicing now is the boxing technique created by Li Cunxiao. The moves are simple but extremely powerful.

Zhang Mo originally thought that after mastering this boxing technique, he would be invincible in terms of physical strength. But as a result, no matter who saw him punching, the first reaction was not to lose to Qingdi.

Zhang Mo was very confused, but in order not to appear ignorant, he didn't ask any more questions and focused his attention on Liu Yuan again.

Liu Yuan had seen Zhang Mo's punch before and knew that its power should not be underestimated, so he did not dare to take it forcefully. He relied on his lightness and quickness to easily dodge it.

Zhang Mo saw this and punched continuously. In just one breath, he had already thrown hundreds of punches.

In an instant, the hall was filled with fist winds, each of which was comparable to a sword from the swordsman of good fortune, constantly hitting the pillars supporting the hall.

Li Qiuchi said angrily: "Zhang Zhangmo, Liu Yuan, if you continue to fight like this, you will have to demolish my Cliff Palace!"

Zhang Mo and Liu Yuan are fighting at a critical moment. Which one is willing to pay attention to her? Li Qiuchi was extremely angry, but when he saw that the hall had begun to shake, he did not dare to delay. He used his internal strength to attach himself to the pillars in the hall, barely holding on.

Li Qiuchi was not worried that the people inside the temple would be injured if the Moya Palace collapsed, but that if the Moya Palace collapsed, it would attract outsiders to gossip about Bashan.

Li Qiuchi is the leader of a sect, so she can't help but care about things like this that are related to the sect's face.

Fortunately, Li Qiuchi had a high level of cultivation, and Zhang Mo's punch did not hit her directly, but only caused the aftermath. Although there were a lot of them, luckily Li Qiuchi could still handle it.

Zhang Mo's boxing style was so intensive and his speed was extremely fast, but Liu Yuan's Qinggong was even faster. He was calm and calm, and every punching wind happened to brush against his clothes. He looked extremely dangerous. In fact, it is quite easy.

This is a sign of extreme confidence in one's own Qinggong. As long as Zhang Mo's punch would suddenly change direction and fall on him, Liu Yuan would immediately have a way to deal with it.

Zhang Mo sighed secretly in his heart: "I knew it wasn't that easy."

After all, he is the third best person in the world. He is also a master of the ninth level of creation, but Liu Yuan is much more powerful than Feng Su.

Before the fist wind in the hall had dissipated, Zhang Mo suddenly stopped and opened his lips slightly.

Liu Yuan's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Brother Zhang, you are going too far. You can only do three things, but it's better for you to use the same trick three times."

Jiang Tianyi's expression also changed drastically, and his internal energy formed a shield around his body, firmly protecting himself, Xiang Lan, and Li Qiuchi within it.

Li Qiuchi frowned and said, "Jiang Tianyi, what's wrong with you? Zhang Mo's move is not aimed at you. What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Tianyi smiled bitterly and said, "Qiuchi, you don't know something, you will know it soon."

Zhang Mo looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar spread far away from Moya Palace and spread throughout Bashan. Almost instantly, all the disciples of Bashan heard the roar.

Wenren Chulian was still kneeling on the same spot. Due to kneeling for too long, his knees were in severe pain. He was dizzy and would faint in the next moment. He was just holding on with the thoughts in his heart. At this moment, Zhang Mo's roar was so shocking that he couldn't hold on any longer, his vision went dark, and he collapsed to the ground.

Liu Yuan didn't expect that Zhang Mo would use the same move three times in a row. He was caught off guard. In addition, he was surrounded by Zhang Mo's punches. No matter how good his light skills were, there was no place to hide. He had to forcefully catch Zhang Mo's move. trick.

Zhang Mo also knew that he could not defeat Liu Yuan with boxing skills alone, so he was just throwing out so many punches to deceive others. This long roar was the real trump card.

Liu Yuan knew that there was no way to resist this move with his sword and sword intention, so he could only follow it forcefully. But Liu Yuan had seen how powerful Zhang Mo's roar was. Earlier at Yunyan Tavern, just by watching, it had already caused internal injuries to him and Yi Haichao. Now they were fighting head-on, so how could they get away with it? benefit?

Liu Yuan looked at Zhang Mo and sighed softly: "Brother Zhang, I really don't want to use this trick, but you've forced yourself into this, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Everyone was startled when they saw Liu Yuan put the Longquan Sword into its scabbard, then took it off, stretched out his hand, and patted the scabbard gently.