Mu Tian, ​​who gradually came to his senses, widened his eyes. He was considered the best among the young generation of the Mu family. At this time, he actually retreated and became a well-known turtle. When he stood up, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Mu Fan slowly put his hands on his chest and folded his hands together. But in this moment, the breath of the strong man was suppressed to death. In Mu Tian's eyes, the strong man was the one who was the one who was so weak. He was so weak? His hands were tightly pinching, and the thought in his heart emerged again.

If this continues, there is really no chance. The strong man's chest is undulating vigorously, and a light purple mark slowly spread from his belly button to his entire belly. The breath on his body strengthens as the mark becomes deeper, and a muffled sound is made in his stomach. His skin shows signs of tearing as the veins swell on his arms.

The beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down, Mu Fan increased the mobilization of Qi Wu. He found that the other party's power had become stronger, and the two Qi Wus were difficult to maintain, and the other party had definitely concealed something. Mu Fan found that everything in front of him under his silver eyes seemed to have no flaws. Broken, and a word broken appeared in his mind.

"I didn't expect my martial spirit to be suppressed by you, a little baby who was still dry. It's interesting." The strong man made an action to release himself. The purple mark on his belly lit up. The Qiwu realm was directly raised from the Qiwu realm to a warrior. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, those who have Qiwu are called warriors, those who have Qiwu realm are considered warriors in the true sense.

The Qiwu Realm is just a simple application to Qiwu. The color of Qiwu is the lowest and plain yellow. Once a warrior in Qiwu Realm awakens the martial arts hidden deep in his body, he step into the martial arts realm with one foot. When he masters the martial arts realm, the yellow Qiwu inside his body turns into purple Qiwu, and he becomes a martial arts realm warrior in the martial arts realm. At that time, he can learn more martial arts and advanced martial arts. It is not an exaggeration to a martial arts realm warrior in the single-digit Qiwu Realm.

I've been trying to get away, and I've guessed that the strong man is pretending to be grandson here, and I think he can't afford to be at the highest level of the Qiwu realm. Who knows that it's actually a martial arts realm, purple Qiwu realm, and people with some common sense know what this means, but I don't know what level he has reached. If he jumps out of the high level of the martial arts realm, that's fine.

Seeing Mu Fan trying hard to control the situation, the strong man moved his qi and martial arts in his body. The purple aura spread. His hands suddenly blasted out towards Mu Fan, and a ferocious bear head formed, "Boy, die!" This wave of murderous aura was far greater than the previous wave. The bear head grew wider. At the same time, the qi and martial arts in the air continued to surge into his mouth, gathered and compressed.

"Oh, look, that brave guy is a warrior realm warrior."

"Yes, I said, are you still saying sarcastic words here? Go and help that little guy!" The onlookers kept saying sarcastic words, but they didn't take action. Instead, several people helped Mu Tian up and placed them in a relatively hidden place.

Standing still, Mu Fan was able to adapt to this environment for such a long time and could use some Qi Wu to deal with the bear head in front of him. However, it is strange that in his eyes, the arrogant bear head was a ball of mixed and mixed tickle balls, pointing to the surface. In contrast, it was pointing to the surface. Mu Fan's fingers as far as the eyebrows were concerned, and then slowly slid to the dantian. Under the guidance of his fingers, a long and thin white Qi Wu held a fingertip of index fingers.

Mu Fan's eyes closed, affecting

All the silver light around was dim, and the finger hanging from the dantian pointed at the strong man. As his eyes opened, a white light burst out from his fingertips. The white light broke all attacks along the way along the way, including the bear head released by the strong man.

The strong man did not stop there. His left hand was placed in front of the inner and outer axillary artery of his right hand, and pressed it down tightly. With a puff, the general nerve on the finger-legged side was instantly pinched by him. The muscles on the ulnar side twitched wildly and trembled like crazy. After the strong man's right hand exploded, his finger bones bent and deformed. With the help of the organs controlled by the nerve, he squeezed the nerves to achieve the effect of stimulating potential.

With him like this, he didn't even learn one in ten thousand of the boxing bear warriors.

Unable to control the strength of the palm, it seemed that the ape palm was really interesting. The strong man's footwork became strange and unpredictable. He came to Mu Fan in two or three strokes, closed his abdomen and punched his fists. This process was completed in one go, and it was impossible to cover his ears in a flash. There was no time to adjust. Mu Fan immediately put the Qi Wu plate to his chest and simply formed a shield.

Two mouthfuls of blood were spewed out, and a strong man's ape palm shook away his white dragon martial spirit. Mu Fan sat down on the ground. Now the gap between the two was very big and there was no way to make up for it.

"I said, why is this man a slut? The referee, it's not that only martial artists in Qiwu Realm can participate. This man is in the martial arts realm." Finally someone realized this, but looking back, this martial arts battle was really exciting.

"Yes, get out quickly!"

"Referee, please deal with it quickly!"

The strong man ignored the doubts of those people at all, and returned to the qi-relieving martial arts and strength. His target was the little guy with pure dragon blood in front of him. He had achieved this level at a young age. That would be fine in the future. Now he killed him and devoured his martial spirit, for himself and for the outer city.

Referee? He deliberately glanced at the middle-aged uncle who was standing not far away watching the game. It seemed that this uncle was quite concerned about maintenance, and there was no trace of middle-aged man on his face. When the uncle saw the strong man look at him, his face instantly became stern, but he immediately returned to calm. He walked a few steps forward and deliberately stopped the strong man.

"Get out of the way!" The strong man shouted at the uncle standing in front of him. The aura on his body was still rising, without any intention of giving in. The two streamlined bear heads turned into his fists without hesitation. Everything that hindered his actions, no matter what it was, could only flock to him.

Perhaps because of the excessive use of Qi Wu, Mu Fan seemed a little tired. With the understanding of the two paths of time and space just now, he seemed a little overwhelmed. The uncle stood sideways, put his hands on his waist, and he took two steps forward, pushed his left hand out, and his right hand slowly slid back. It was strange that the stretched left hand was exactly connected with the strong man's bear's palm. After the uncle's palm touched a bear's palm, he pulled it to one side along the bear's palm gesture.

It was a bit strange that there was no qi martial arts on the uncle's body. The seemingly ordinary moves actually happened. The strong man felt that the power of the bear paw contacted the uncle, as if he had trapped a pool, and all the force was removed at that moment. The strong man turned around and reacted immediately. He turned around and blasted his right hand out. With such a rapid reaction, the uncle must have no choice.

I don't believe it. It must have been a coincidence just now. It was definitely. When the strong man saw that the uncle didn't react, he laughed secretly in his heart, but who knew that he was not happy for a few seconds. A gentle force wrapped around his right hand, and the force of his right hand instantly turned into powder,

The undercurrent with his right hand spread to the strong man's abdomen.

"Do you still want to continue?" The uncle glanced at the eyes with a somewhat vicissitudes of accent.

The strong man consciously dispersed the Qi Wu in his dantian to his whole body. He could feel the undercurrent on the abdomen as a bomb, a bomb with a powerful time limit. Once the Qi Wu scattered all over his body found a place to settle, the first thing was to squeeze the nerves, most of which were twisted and grinded the spinal nerves that penetrated the middle of his body.

"No, it's not enough, I want strength." The strong man's eyes focused on Mu Fan in the distance. The battle just now made him know the advantages of his bloodline. He first took a loophole to get Mu Fan's bloodline, even a drop of blood would do.

The uncle moved his right foot and drew an arc on the ground. The strong man used all his strength to pounce on the uncle's position. When he landed on the ground, he realized that it was hard to move forward at this moment. He looked down and saw that the ground where the uncle had stood had two colors of black and white floating from the bottom.

An illusory pressure comes from top to bottom, and in other words, it is from bottom to top. The strong man can sense that this pressure is limited to only one week. Beads of sweat are as big as beans, and the median nerve is cut off. The only connection is the Qi Wu that remains in every corner of the body.

"Stop struggling, it's meaningless." The uncle's voice appeared behind the strong man, and there was another pressure in the air. In other words, it was another pressure that soared from the ground. It seemed that under the impact of these two pressures, the strong man calmed down. After listening carefully, the strong man became cowardly, careless, and really careless.

"There are several main nerves on your body. Will it be more comfortable to stay in this circle?" The uncle put his hands flat on his chest and pressed them down. At the moment he drew, the pressure in the circle rose several steps. The strong man's body was full of goose bumps, and his muscles began to twist and deform because of the lack of nerve control.

It's like a mountain pressing down.

The uncle gestured to the circle a few times, and the strong man disappeared in place, silently. Then the uncle turned his body toward Mu Fan, with a little concern written on his face. After the strong man cut off his nerves, he had great force in each move and tried his best.

"I declare that Mufan won the final victory, and all the three tokens belong to Mufan."

Three small boxes beside him floated to Mu Fan's side, and one of the tokens turned into a golden light and rushed into one of Mu Fan's arm. Seeing this, the uncle smiled slightly, and the princess's token was merged with him before it was opened. That's not bad.

After the golden light merged into Mu Fan's arm, the Qi and martial arts in the Dantian were instantly filled. He stood up completely with the powerful man's last wave of attack.

"Young man, come with me." The uncle waved to Mu Fan, and his toes touched the ground for two or three times and disappeared. Mu Fan's pupils were shining with silver light, and the aura and martial arts on his body gathered in his eyes. Only then did he see a afterimage hidden in the clouds in the air.

It's a bit like "no silver" here. No one knows what level the uncle's warrior realm has reached. Everyone just thinks he is very strong. Among the younger generation, he thought that Mu Tian could compete with the strong man one or two, but who knew that Mu Fan, who was two or three levels smaller than his, had achieved this.

Mu Fan ignored the people around him, took back the two floating tokens in front of him, and mobilized Qi Wu to follow the uncle's footsteps.
Chapter completed!