The enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other. Li Qianmo clenched his fists loudly, and the veins in his temples throbbed.
Mu Shaofeng also discovered him and was immediately happy. He secretly yelled, "Ha, he's a little loser, I can bully him again." After that, he quickened his pace and ran towards Li Qianmo.
Li Qianmo stood there quietly, glaring angrily at Mu Shaofeng who came running happily.
Mu Shaofeng strode up to him and said with a smile: "Little waste, I didn't expect to see you here. What a blessing."
Li Qianmo suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Mu Shaofeng, you should change your habit of looking down on others."
"What did you say!" Mu Shaofeng suddenly changed his face and shouted angrily, "Who are you calling a dog?"
"I will scold anyone who screams." Li Qianmo responded solemnly.
"You little loser is looking for death!" Mu Shaofeng shouted angrily, stepped forward, and punched Li Qianmo in front of the door. Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing Li Qianmo's clothes three feet away.
He always thought that Li Qianmo was a loser and didn't care about his cultivation at all, so he only used 20% of his true energy in this punch, for fear that he would be seriously injured and incurable.
Li Qianmo saw that although his attack was fast, but his punch was weak, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart, and with anger piercing his right arm, he raised his hand and punched him.
"Bang"
The two fists collided, and a muffled sound was heard. Mu Shaofeng felt that the true energy in Li Qianmo's fist was coming like a tide, which was unstoppable. His expression suddenly changed, and he desperately circulated the sea of qi and mobilized the true energy to resist.
However, he could not find enough energy in his haste. The power attached to Li Qianmo's punch was as powerful as a bamboo, attacking along Mu Shaofeng's arm, destroying the tendons on his entire arm and heading straight to his internal organs.
Mu Shaofeng screamed and was knocked backwards. He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his chest and clothes red.
Li Qianmo used seven successful punches, shaking the muscles and internal organs in his body to pieces. He was extremely injured. The most serious injury was to his right arm. The entire muscles and veins in his right arm were completely destroyed.
, could no longer move, and the heartbreaking pain made him scream.
Mu Shaofeng endured the severe pain and sat up with one hand on the ground, looking at Li Qianmo with horror on his face.
While he was frightened, he did not forget to use his spiritual consciousness to check Li Qianmo's cultivation level, and found that he had actually reached the third level of Qi Entrainment. He couldn't help but feel shocked, and shouted in horror: "How... how is it possible? You are obviously a waste body, how can you open up a path?"
There is a sea of qi, and it is still at the third level of qi entrainment. Impossible, this is impossible..."
Li Qianmo walked up to him and looked down at him with a sneer, and said with a gloomy face: "Nothing is impossible, I have opened up the sea of qi, and now I am at the third level of qi entrainment, and I will continue to improve at this rate. From now on, the little waste three
This word can only be used for you, so your habit of looking down on others must change."
Mu Shaofeng narrowed his eyes, showing a sinister look, and gritted his teeth and said: "You are just a loser, but you dare to teach me a lesson..."
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and Mu Shaofeng was slapped on the face by Li Qianmo, leaving a red slap mark on the left side of his face.
Li Qianmo blew on his palms and said calmly: "Now I am strong and you are weak. I don't expect you to beg for mercy, but you'd better pay attention to your words, otherwise I will knock out all your big teeth."
"Bah! You are trash!" Mu Shaofeng spat at the door facing Li Qian with blood and foam, and cursed angrily.
Li Qianmo turned his head to avoid the spit. Seeing that he refused to repent, his brows gradually furrowed and he said coldly: "In that case, don't blame me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he held Mu Shaofeng's hair with his left hand, waved his right hand again, and suddenly dropped it with another crisp sound, louder than the previous one.
I saw that the left side of Mu Shaofeng's face was highly swollen and blood was flowing from his nose.
Mu Shaofeng raised his head and glared at Li Qianmo, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes. He was about to curse again, but Li Qianmo didn't give him a chance. He slapped him again, still on the left side of his face. This time he increased the size.
The Qi in the palm of his hand was released, and when he took action, the strong wind blew up, and he slapped Mu Shaofeng's jaw so hard that his two molars flew out and fell into the grass with blood.
Blood flowed from Mu Shaofeng's mouth and nose, and the left side of his face was swollen several inches high. His entire face had been severely deformed, and it was impossible to tell what it looked like before.
Li Qianmo raised his hands and wanted to hit him again. Mu Shaofeng burst into tears and shouted in a hissing voice: "Stop hitting, stop hitting..."
His jaw was crooked and his speech was unclear, but Li Qianmo could vaguely hear that he was begging for mercy. His waving right hand stopped in the air, and his left hand let go of his hair and said coldly: "You beg me?"
At this time, his eyes were extremely cold, different from his usual peaceful appearance.
Mu Shaofeng had no idea that the "little waste" who had been bullied by him before would become so powerful. The most terrifying thing was that he was so cold and merciless. When he saw Li Qianmo's cold eyes, he secretly felt in his heart.
He yelled: "If I keep holding on, he won't really slap me until I die."
Seeing that he was in a daze, Li Qianmo frowned and raised his hands to slap him again. Mu Shaofeng quickly shouted: "Please spare me, please spare me." After saying that, he knelt down on the ground,
Kowtow to beg for mercy, and make a sound when touching the ground.
Seeing that he finally begged for mercy, Li Qianmo slowly lowered his raised right hand. Looking at Mu Shaofeng's pitiful appearance, the humiliation he had suffered for many years was finally released, but he was not happy. He didn't like to bully others, no.
He likes to get satisfaction from trampling others under his feet, but if anyone provokes him, he will fight back coldly and show no mercy.
Seeing Mu Shaofeng's cowardly appearance, Li Qianmo suddenly felt disdainful. He snorted coldly and said: "I can't stand a few slaps. Think about how I never said a soft word before I was beaten like that by you. You really
He's a waste." After saying that, he dusted off his clothes, turned around and walked away in the direction of Tianji Pavilion.
Seeing him leaving, Mu Shaofeng finally stopped kowtowing, raised his hand to reattach his dislocated chin, and turned his head to look west.
He looked at Li Qianmo's retreating back with a ferocious expression, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Little waste, just wait for me, I want you to pay back ten times the amount of today's revenge!"
After Li Qianmo returned to Tianji Pavilion, he and Yuan Daozhen went to pay homage in front of the stone statue of the ancestor. During this period, Mu Shaofeng and Han Jian's group kept staring at Li Qianmo, as if they wanted to eat him alive. Li Qianmo pretended not to see it.
Ignore them.
After the worship, all the disciples went back to their homes. Li Qianmo had the true companion of the original Taoism by his side. Han Jian and the others could not come to him for revenge, so they could only look for another good opportunity.
After returning to Tianji Pavilion, Li Qianmo continued to practice hard. After more than twenty days, his cultivation level steadily improved again, reaching the early stage of the third level of qi entrainment, and his physical strength increased significantly. The blood beads seemed to be able to strengthen people's physical strength.
This magical function of the physical body once again excited Li Qianmo.
On this day, Li Qianmo was practicing in his room. Yuan Daozhen came and asked him to get the elixir. Li Qianmo counted with his fingers and found that it was the first day of the new year again, and it was the day to receive the elixir.
He readily agreed, and went straight to the elixir hall after getting off Tianji Peak.
"Here he comes, here he comes, the little loser is here." In the woods outside the elixir hall, Mu Shaofeng shouted excitedly, and was immediately ready to rush out to seek revenge on Li Qianmo.
Han Jian grabbed him and scolded him in a low voice: "Are you crazy? This is the boundary of the Pill Hall. If you dare to do something here, be careful that the uncle will peel off three layers of your skin."
"Oh, yes, yes, let's watch him on his way back and wait until he returns before we take action." Mu Shaofeng nodded repeatedly.
"That's it." Han Jian nodded, "Let's go to Mingyue Bridge to guard him." After saying that, he turned and walked south, with the other four following him quietly.