Under the long-term impact, the two meridian points began to collapse and fall off. Under the strong perceptual pressure, only a small number of stubborn forces were still resisting.

Strongly reject the oppression caused by perception, and prevent perception from stepping forward, sticking to the final bottom line, both sides are stalemate and do not give in to each other.

Especially in the last part, they are extremely stubborn and unforgivable.

But Mo Linfeng was still calm in his heart, and continued to urge his perception to operate in a regular manner according to the established path.

The vast power of perception in the sea of ​​consciousness constantly impacted the last two meridian points, and it was necessary to directly rush the last place with one go.

The two perceptions continuously hit two places, as fierce as a beast. It seemed that the last barrier of the acupoint was like a shaking tree and blowing a bullet with a huge sense of perception, and it lasted for a very long time.

The fierce attacks were repeated, and the last little barrier was completely indifferent.

It seems that the jewelry is in front of you, no matter how hard you try, you won’t get it.

In the stalemate, Mo Linfeng, who was originally indifferent to urge his perception, began to be extremely anxious. As long as he broke through the last barrier, he could break through again. No matter how he hit or how he hit, the thin barrier seemed to have endless power to support him.

The greater the oppression, the greater the resistance.

"Why? Why is the pulse point that can be broken through is still as stable as Mount Tai, just a little bit short of... I want to break through, I want to break through..." Mo Linfeng's obsession with breakthrough became more profound.

If you want to break through, you are even a little crazy.

The calm perception instantly became violent as Mo Linfeng's thoughts changed. He was originally circulating in his body according to the established route.

Suddenly it became irregular and wanted to impact the body, and the perceived power increased geometrically. The ultimate goal was the two half-open pulse points.

Even if the power of the impact suddenly increased several times, the precarious barrier still showed no sign of concession, and continued to defend the remaining small parts without wavering.

"I don't believe that I can't escape you today..." If Mo Linfeng's eyes were opened at this moment, he could clearly see that there were bloodshots on it. "No matter what, I will escape you today..."

Mo Linfeng was already in a state of madness. In order to break through, he just wanted to break through the last barrier. However, he didn't know that the last two meridian points were not easy to break open and needed to be beaten for a long time. Mo Linfeng was indeed a bit eager to achieve success.

Failure is inevitable, but because he entered an unprecedented state, he practiced a terrifying move, and had been constantly deducing it before to make up for the shortcomings.

Suddenly, I felt that I was about to make a breakthrough, and I focused all my energy on it, completely forgot the moves I had formed. At this time, there was no supplement to my perception and was gradually spreading around.

The blurry picture of trees and the remaining green fields were finally taken away by the withered depression, turning into endless energy, condensed in the air, and the endless fallen trees were rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in, with a huge momentum and a possible explosion at any time.

A more shocking energy was formed in the air, constantly rolling from the inside to the outside, the rumbling thunder was deafening, and it gave people a trembling fear before it even broke out.

Uncle Feng was energetic and did not dare to blink for a moment. He stared at the energy ball condensed in the air, held the sculpture in his hand tightly, ready to crush it at any time.

This sculpture was also something that he gave to him after challenging the man after his defeat. According to the man at that time, he could crush the sculpture at any time when he encountered danger. If he did not take ten breaths, he would definitely rescue him.

Uncle Feng took out this thing and had no choice but to use it. He would use it less and naturally he didn't dare to use it more. This thing can be used three times, but it has not been used so far, so he chose to use it as soon as possible.

The most important aspect is that after crushing, an extremely strong barrier will be formed instantly. It is said that it can block a fatal blow from a powerful person of the Divine Soul level and be used to defend against this light ball.

At the same time, Uncle Feng also planned to summon the man to come over and let Xiaolong take him as his teacher. After all, Xiaolong's talent is a rare top in their Moqi clan for thousands of years. He has already given all the learnings to him, and the most important thing is the method.

I have to say that Uncle Feng’s abacus is indeed very high. As for whether to use it or not to crush this sculpture once, it remains to be discussed. After all, the light ball is still relatively stable so far.

"Young Master, and everyone, come behind me. This energy explosion may occur at any time, and its power is even much stronger than last time. You can't stop it, I have something to resist, come here quickly." Uncle Feng sent a voice to everyone in the Moqi clan, and alone to Xiaolong who was in a daze.

When everyone received the message from Uncle Feng, they began to slowly move towards Uncle Feng. Although they wanted to rely on their own strength to stop them, they all had the foresight.

"Uncle Feng, you were injured just now to protect us, can you still hold on? If not, don't worry about us. This impact is nothing to us, and resistance will pass..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Have you forgotten the moves used by the two masters of our Moqi clan who suddenly came to us twelve years ago? Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hide..." Uncle Feng said.

The man shut his mouth obediently. He also knew about that. The other party only used one move to defeat the strongest leader, Uncle Feng, at that time, with one against two. It seemed that this move was used.

Xiaolong looked at Mo Linfeng sitting cross-legged. It seemed that he was practicing, but beads of sweat the size of beans appeared one after another on his forehead, which looked very suspicious.

"What the hell is he doing? He won't make such a big noise in his practice, right? This will not make people get close to him at all..."

Xiaolong was surprised. He surrounded the heavy rain. He took a few steps back and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some thrust behind him, so he would not let him retreat. The greater the movement, the more severe the rejection he would be.

Xiaolong felt it was very magical, so he kept staring at Mo Linfeng. After all, this person brought him too much shock.

If Uncle Feng hadn't sent a message to him, he might have been standing there and observing constantly, this wonderful person.

When Qianyu saw everyone withdrawing his siege, he immediately reacted behind Uncle Feng. He suddenly realized that something was wrong and slowly signaled the remaining brothers who were less than one-handed to leave here quietly.

Giving up temporarily is sometimes much better than staring at him. If you keep staring at him, you may fall into a Jedi. Giving up temporarily can be called a strategic retreat, which will bring a fatal blow to the enemy if you accidentally attack.

The light balls in the air constantly exuded power, the yellowish light was slightly restrained, and the feeling of oppression suddenly dissipated around.

Not far away, a figure stood on the sword, his clothes were a little embarrassed. He seemed to have just experienced a strong battle, but his face was still rosy and he seemed to be unharmed.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, with a beard stranded, and a smile seemed to hang on his lips: "I didn't expect that this time I came out and met a boy who could enter the realm of calm water, but could also meet a boy who had reached the realm of absolute cultivation of one year and one year of prosperity and one year of prosperity. Are all children now so talented?"

This man was obviously the old man who had passed by in a hurry before and happened to meet Mo Linfeng who accidentally used his heart to avoid the heavy rain attack. Now he is so leisurely, it seems that he has finished his work.

"Although I didn't find what I wanted, I seemed to have found a rare seedling... However, this guy was obviously a little lacking in his mind and was too obsessed with breaking through, and he was a little too anxious." The man's eyes were so vicious that he could see Mo Linfeng's condition at this moment.

"If this continues, he will become obsessed with the evil spirit. Once the inner demon has the advantage, no matter how talented he has, he will eventually become disabled. Finally, he will meet such a monster child. It would be better to help him. It would be nice to accept a disciple by the way."

The man shouted lightly, and his momentum instantly rose to the extreme. The sound had extremely strong penetrating ability and instantly dispersed the light ball formed in the air.

Just like the sound of old age coming from hell, it directly entered Mo Linfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Child, stop, you will never be able to break through like this."
Chapter completed!