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Chapter 82 The Power of Tyrant Fist

With his mind racing, Yun Mo slowly walked out of the room, but at the first glance he saw Chen She, who had been waiting for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Chen She's heart suddenly tightened because he didn't know if Yun Mo would agree to put aside the past feud with him.

"Brother Yun, what happened before is all Chen's fault. If it offends Brother Yun, Chen will apologize here."

Chen She gritted his teeth, put down his dignity, and bowed his hand bravely.

Yun Mo's eyes flashed and he pulled Chen She up. He could naturally understand Chen She's behavior, but what happened before seemed insignificant to Yun Mo.

"Brother Chen, you don't have to be like this. After entering the ancient tomb, you and I still need to work together to overcome the difficulties. As for the previous matter, the two sides are in different camps. Brother Chen doesn't have to worry about it."

Chen She's body trembled, he raised his eyes and said solemnly: "In this case, Chen She relies entirely on Brother Yun's order to enter the ancient tomb!"

Yun Mo smiled faintly, turned and left.

Chen She looked at Yun Mo's leaving figure, his face full of solemnity, because within this half month, he could sense that Yun Mo's cultivation had entered the late stage of the Lingyuan realm!

And when he saw Yun Mo for the first time, Chen She felt an extremely sharp sword force that seemed to be sweeping out!

If he were to fight Yun Mo now, he would probably be killed by Yun Mo within three moves!

Thinking of this, Chen She couldn't help but secretly rejoice at the choice he made just now and not become Yun Mo's enemy. He even seemed a little excited about entering the Tomb of the Heavenly Corpse.

With Yun Mo's strength, he should be able to compete with the top group of monsters in the Northern Dynasty. By then, even if he can't get the Legend of the Heavenly Corpse Scripture, he should still have many opportunities to gain.

Half an hour later, Yun Mo arrived at Zhao Qingshan's residence.

But at this time, Yun Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a strange color in his eyes, "Your current strength is only at the early stage of the Lingyuan realm. If you enter the ancient tomb, I'm afraid the situation will be very dangerous."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingshan became a little anxious, "Yun Mo, I know you are considering my safety, but there are countless opportunities in the Tianzhi Ancient Tomb. Only by entering the ancient tomb can my strength improve rapidly."

According to the past, Zhao Qingshan would never choose this kind of fighting and killing, but since his father's accident, Zhao Qingshan's desire for strength has reached an extreme.

Tianzhi Tomb, there are countless opportunities!

Of course, Zhao Qingshan was not willing to let go of this opportunity.

Hearing the sound, Yun Mo remained silent. Why did Zhao Qingshan want to enter the ancient tomb? He was of course from a clean background.

Although there are countless opportunities in the Tianzhi Ancient Tomb, they are also accompanied by countless dangers.

What you need to know is that the warriors who choose to enter the ancient tomb have all practiced in the Lingyuan realm for a long time. On the other hand, that is to say, the warriors who enter the ancient tomb should all have a minimum cultivation level in the Lingyuan realm.

Middle period.

As for Zhao Qingshan's strength, although it has improved rapidly, it seems a bit inadequate when compared to the entire Beitian Dynasty.

"Yun Mo, if you are still not at ease, just challenge me in three moves!"

Seeing Yun Mo's silence, Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but make a suggestion.

"Oh? Are you sure?" Yun Mo smiled softly, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"Of course I'm sure. If I lose within three moves, I won't go to the Heavenly Corpse Ancient Tomb. But if I can still stand here after three moves, you can let me go to the Heavenly Corpse Ancient Tomb with you."

Zhao Qingshan said in a deep voice.

Within three moves, it was already his limit. As for defeating Yun Mo, he had never thought about it.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Yun Mo nodded, "It just so happens that I also want to test how far you have cultivated your physical power."

If the most surprising thing about meeting Zhao Qingshan was not the improvement of Zhao Qingshan's cultivation, but that Zhao Qingshan actually chose the path of physical cultivation.

There are countless ways to practice martial arts, but it can be recognized that there are only two ways of training that are the most powerful and terrifying.

One is sword cultivation, and the other is body cultivation!

In this life, I have seen sword cultivator Yun Mo before, but this is the first time I have seen him as a body cultivator.

Whether it is sword cultivation or physical cultivation, even those who have reached a small level of cultivation will have the ability to fight across borders, but at the same time it will be extremely difficult to practice these two methods of cultivation.

With Yun Mo's qualifications, he has been using Sword Spirit Grass for such a long time. Now his sword intention has not really broken through, and the difficulty can be seen as average.

The two of them walked out of the house and came to the empty courtyard.

The next moment, Zhao Qingshan stomped the ground with the soles of his feet and shook his body. The originally undulating fat became hard in an instant.

Immediately, he took a step forward and heard a loud noise, and a circle of dust rose from the ground.

"boom!"

A punch struck, the punch was fierce, piercing the void, causing ripples layer upon layer, and the power was frightening.

Feeling this power, Yun Mo nodded secretly. With the use of the Xuechen Sword, Yun Mo's right fist emitted a scarlet blood glow, which collided with Zhao Qingshan's punch.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and there was a low muffled sound.

One of the figures stepped back and went out, it was Zhao Qingshan.

Zhao Qingshan took seven or eight steps back with a heavy look on his face. He punched out with almost all his strength, but actually only slightly shook Yun Mo.

Moreover, during the collision, he also felt an extremely strong pain in his right fist, which was like the sting of sword energy cutting through flesh and blood.

Without thinking any more, Zhao Qingshan slowly exhaled and began to mobilize all his strength. After a while, crackling sonic booms sounded one after another, incessantly.

Zhao Qingshan stepped forward suddenly, his aura surged, and a faint coercion began to sweep over the scene.

Yun Mo's eyes lit up, and he noticed that Zhao Qingshan's aura was already approaching the middle stage of the Lingyuan realm.

"Punch through mountains and rivers!"

With a low shout, Zhao Qingshan's eyes flashed, and his fists and arms were waved, with light golden light flowing.

With this fist raised, a strong wind blew up, and the void trembled, as if the mountains and rivers were shaking, and the heaven and earth were shaking.

The power is unstoppable!

It is hard to imagine that this is the movement of a warrior who is only at the early stage of the Lingyuan realm.

Yun Mo was extremely surprised, the power of this punch should not be underestimated.

Moreover, he faintly felt an extremely domineering momentum in this punch, with the power to break mountains and rivers and shake the world.

This momentum made Yun Mo's heartstrings tremble.

"It's not easy!"

However, despite this, Yun Mo still did not intend to use his sword. He stepped up in the air and punched again, but in this punch, he directly used his spiritual power cultivation in the late Lingyuan realm!

"boom!"

There was a loud thunder, and the invisible aftermath was like a violent air wave, flowing in all directions.

The courtyard was filled with dust, sand and rocks.

After a while, the two figures emerged from the dust. Zhao Qingshan was breathing heavily and his face was red. The previous move had already used all his strength.

But when he saw the relaxed look on his opponent's face, Zhao Qingshan still let out a long sigh. The third move was already over in his heart before it even started.

Zhao Qingshan smiled bitterly and said: "My strongest move can't even force out your sword."

Yun Mo calmly put his numb right arm behind his back and said calmly: "There is no need to compete with the third move. Just go to the Tianzhi Ancient Tomb with me and Chen She!"

After saying that, Yun Mo turned around and left, leaving only Zhao Qingshan with a stunned look on his face.

For a long time, Zhao Qingshan murmured in a low voice, "This Ba Fist seems to be only as powerful as this. Dad even boasted that if you master the Ba Fist, you can do whatever you want."

The night is getting darker, and a full moon hangs high in the sky.

Tomorrow is the day to go to the Tianzhi Ancient Tomb, so Yun Mo does not dare to delay for a moment and continues to practice as soon as possible.

In the middle of the night, Yun Mo opened his eyes and stared at his right fist, thinking of Zhao Qingshan's punch that broke mountains and rivers.

"That kind of domineering and unparalleled momentum that looks down on the world..."

Yun Mo's eyes became dull and dull, and he fell into deep thought.

"Obviously, when you swing your fist, it has only the power of the middle stage of the Lingyuan realm, but after it falls, it reaches the late stage of the Lingyuan realm. Why is this?"

That’s right!

The power of Zhao Xiaopang's last punch today had already reached the limit of the middle stage of the Lingyuan realm!

The momentum of the fist shattering mountains and rivers, the power of overturning the heaven and earth. The moment the fist fell, Yun Mo clearly felt the tyranny of shaking the void, the tyranny of trampling the heaven and earth!

"Zhao Qingshan can add domineering power to boxing, doubling its power. If I add domineering power to swordsmanship, the power will be..."

Suddenly, a light flashed in front of Yun Mo's eyes, his soul sea became clear, and his heart became even hotter.

Next, Yun Mo knew what he had to do, which was to let him realize the domineering power. He was still very confident in his qualifications.

Sitting cross-legged, Yun Mo's soul sea was constantly replaying Zhao Qingshan's punch that broke the mountains and rivers, and the domineering power accompanying the punch was reflected in his body all the time.

The domineering power gathers the power to destroy the world and holds the power of breaking mountains and rivers!

As time goes by, a pressure gradually arises in Yun Mo's house...


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