After bidding farewell to Qi Shiyuan, Yun Mo was led by the house steward to a courtyard.
"This is the residence of the foreign disciples."
After the elder in charge said this, he glanced at Yun Mo and left.
"Huh?" A trace of doubt flashed in Yun Mo's heart. There was a trace of pity in the eyes of the elder in charge who looked at him just now.
"It's just a place to stay, what kind of ferocious beasts could be hiding in it?"
With a secret thought in his heart, Yun Mo walked slowly towards the courtyard.
It wasn't until he reached the door of the house that his slightly wary heart slowly relaxed.
squeak!
The moment he opened the door, Yun Mo was slightly startled, and then couldn't help but grin.
"Are you new here?"
I saw a man in green shirt with a strong build, fat head and big ears walking forward.
"My name is Zhao Xiaopang. If you have anything, you can ask me for help. My father is the lord of Qingyun City."
Seeing Yun Mo nodding, Zhao Xiaopang smiled slightly.
"My name is Yun Mo." Yun Mo nodded and responded with a smile.
Then, in Zhao Xiaopang's eyes, he saw that Yun Mo was looking at him with a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
But he didn't care. His father said that he came to Long Mansion just to grow in shape. It doesn't matter if he is a little fatter.
"My bed is on the left, and yours is on the right. It's getting late, so I'll go to bed first."
Zhao Xiaopang felt very relieved when he saw that Yun Mo did not show any disdain for him.
"By the way, if someone comes looking for trouble early tomorrow morning, please don't say anything then and let me deal with that group of people."
As if he remembered something, Zhao Xiaopang's body trembled, and he reminded him with lingering fear.
Yun Mo was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party's sincere eyes, and nodded.
But the moment Zhao Xiaopang turned around, his eyes gradually became colder.
Based on his judgment, tomorrow morning, I am afraid things will not be so simple.
Especially the look in the eyes of the steward in front of him made him feel even more uncomfortable.
Although the two of them only exchanged a few words, he could feel that this Zhao Xiaopang was a simple-hearted person.
In today's world of prosperous martial arts, such people are already rare.
I saw the full moon hanging high outside.
Yun Mo sat cross-legged, held his breath and concentrated, and began to practice quietly.
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The morning dawns, and the red sun shines.
Yun Mo slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, but he did not see the figure of Zhao Xiaopang.
not good!
Thinking of what happened last night, Yun Mo hurriedly walked outside.
at the same time.
Somewhere in Waifu.
"Damn fat man, why are there so few spiritual stones this month? Are you fooling a ghost?"
A young man in a blue shirt smiled coldly and kicked Zhao Xiaopang to the ground.
"Senior Brother Shi, this damn fat man has definitely hidden some spiritual stones. Let us go to his pig den and search it. We will definitely find a lot of spiritual stones."
On the side, more than a dozen disciples glared at Fatty Zhao fiercely and said respectfully to the man in blue shirt.
"That's fine, remember not to stay too long, otherwise you'll get the smell of his pig's nest."
Zhao Xiaopang actually blocked the way of several people, "Shi Zhongtian, I have handed over all my spiritual stones to you, so don't push yourself too far."
"Oh, you damn fat guy still dares to talk back. Looking at your anxious expression, it seems that there is some treasure hidden in his pig's nest."
Shi Zhongtian's eyes flashed with sparkle, confirming his inner guess even more.
He was originally curious, but today the fat man didn't wait for them to come to his door, but instead came up to deliver the spirit stone himself.
"You guys first give me a good lesson in this damn fat guy, let him know how powerful I, Shi Zhongtian, am!"
"yes."
Everyone agreed and then surrounded Zhao Xiaopang with ferocious faces.
"Brothers, come on!"
Everyone swarmed up and punched and kicked Zhao Xiaopang.
There were muffled sounds of punches hitting the flesh, and blood flowed out visibly to the naked eye, but this still did not stop everyone from waving in their hands.
"You are looking for death!"
Suddenly, an angry low voice sounded.
With a sound breaking through the air, Yun Mo's figure suddenly stood in front of Zhao Xiaopang.
"Who are you?"
Shi Zhongtian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Kill...your people!"
Yun Mo lowered his eyes and did not look at Fatty Zhao, who was lying on the ground covered in blood.
"Kill me? Haha!"
Shi Zhongtian gave a ferocious smile and chuckled: "It's not that I look down on you. Unless two people sign a life-and-death battle treaty in the Dragon Mansion, no one can hurt someone's life without permission."
"Yun Mo, I...I'm fine, you don't need to stand up for me."
Zhao Xiaopang endured the severe pain in his body and said with a trembling voice.
"Haha! Do you think you can leave safely if you come today?"
Shi Zhongtian sneered, if he let the black-clothed boy in front of him leave safely, how could he hang around in this foreign house from now on.
"Come on, let this kid understand the price of being aggressive!"
After giving the order, everyone swarmed towards Yun Mo.
Dozens of fierce attacks approached Yun Mo in an instant.
Looking at the menacing crowd, a cold light suddenly appeared in Yun Mo's eyes.
On his right arm, there is a ray of starlight lingering.
A sudden and tyrannical wave of spiritual power emitted from Yun Mo's body in an instant.
Late stage of spiritual mortal realm!
After feeling this breath, everyone couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then their bodies couldn't stop trembling.
"A bunch of chickens and dogs dare to attack me!"
"Starfall Divine Fist!"
Following Yun Mo's low shout, his right fist glowed with starlight and he punched everyone.
This punch was also mixed with a low sound of air explosion, causing the air to buzz.
Everyone was already thinking of retreating, but when they saw Yun Mo's powerful punch, they quickly dispersed around.
Boo!
Unfortunately, their reaction time was still a few steps too slow.
As the fists roared, the power emanated knocked everyone to the ground.
"I didn't expect you to have the cultivation level of the late spiritual mortal realm, but in this foreign palace, you are not allowed to be presumptuous!"
Without the slightest fear, Shi Zhongtian laughed ferociously.
As he finished speaking, an aura no less powerful than Yun Mo's suddenly emitted from his body, rivaling his own.
Shi Zhongtian looked at Yun Mo and took a step forward.
"You and I are both at the spiritual realm, so let's see who has the stronger skills!"
"You...will pay the price today!" Yun Mo roared angrily, and a chill filled the surrounding area.
"Arrogant!"
"Shocking Palm!"
Shi Zhongtian shouted loudly, and his figure suddenly rushed out like a cheetah.
A line of light blue spiritual power emerged in the palm of his hand, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread out in all directions.
Looking at Shi Zhongtian who was rushing towards him, Yun Mo showed no intention of avoiding him.
The spiritual energy as bright as stars wrapped around his arms, directly hitting him head-on.
boom!
The fists and palms met, and a low roar came out.
The air waves formed by the collision of two majestic spiritual powers burst out from between the two of them.
Just after the aftermath dissipated, the two figures everyone saw took a few steps back.
However, Shi Zhongtian took three steps back, while Yun Mo only took one step back.
In a head-on collision, Shi Zhongtian was the first to take advantage of his strength, but was at a disadvantage.
Anyone with a discerning eye can already see who is more powerful.
"Hmph! Don't think you can win me over like this."
A ruthless look flashed in Shi Zhongtian's eyes, and he saw his two fingers touching his sword, and light blue spiritual power burst out crazily.
Then, at his fingertips, a looming sword blade formed.
"Jingtai Sword Finger!"
A low shout sounded, and a sharp wave emitted from the sword condensed by Shi Zhongtian.
"I didn't expect Senior Brother Shi to be able to master this high-grade martial arts at the spiritual level!"
"It is extremely difficult to practice the Jingtao Sword Pointer. It seems that Senior Brother Shi is determined to win the competition in the outer palace in half a month!"
The eyes of the surrounding crowd were filled with shock when they saw the void blade at Shi Zhongtian's fingertips.
"Zheng!"
Suddenly, a sword roar echoed all around.
After a few days, Hanguang Sword and Yun Mo fought hand in hand again.
Seeing the piercing sword fingers in the void, Yun Mo's eyes turned to one side.
A beam of purple arc-shaped sword light shot out instantly.
In the void, the moment the sword light touched the sword finger, the originally powerful sword finger suddenly became extremely fragile.
The sword light instantly annihilated the sword finger and headed straight towards Shi Zhongtian, who had a look of astonishment on his face.
"How can this be!"
Shi Zhongtian's expression changed dramatically, and his pupils almost shrank to the shape of needlepoints.
Between the phantoms of sword light!
Accompanied by the sudden sound of flesh and blood being cut and separated.
Shi Zhongtian didn't even have time to feel the pain, he watched helplessly as his hands separated from his arms.
The blood spurted out like spring water.
"ah······"
Shi Zhongtian looked at his broken arm in disbelief and screamed like a dead pig.
Broken arms and limbs, rain of blood!
From the moment Shi Zhongtian did what he did today, his fate was already doomed.