Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Chu Mo secretly thought that it was a pity, then resolutely withdrew his fist, and decisively gave up on Ah Li who was pushed back, and immediately dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fist that was coming from behind him.    

"Ah Li, are you alright?"    

The quasi-Condensing Yuan Level Young people rushed over and supported Ah Li up as he asked.    

"Brother Lin, I'm fine!" Ah Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and looked at Chu Mo who was not far away, and frowned: "This Kid is a bit strong!"    

"Strong?" No matter how strong I am, I can't compare to Ning Yuan! " Brother Lin, full of confidence, said to Ah Li: "Since you're injured, just rest for now, let me teach this Kid a lesson!"    

After he finished speaking, Brother Lin took a few steps forward, coldly looked at Chu Mo, and said: "Kid, you're not bad, you were actually able to injure my brother!"    

Chu Mo remained unafraid, and said: "That's because your brother's skills are inferior to others!"    

"What a good technique!"    

The corners of Brother Lin's mouth curled up in a cold smile as he said: "Today, I want to see just how strong you are!"    

As his voice fell, Brother Lin's entire body's aura exploded forth, and the golden Spiritual Energy surged out like a blazing sun, dazzling to the extreme.    

Following that, he fiercely stomped his left foot on the ground, causing violent energy ripples to explode under his feet, and produced a tyrannical force that directly pushed him forward, shooting towards Chu Mo.    

"Falling Rock Fist!"    

With a loud roar, Brother Lin who was rushing forward suddenly swung his fists, his fists bringing about many fist shadows as he swung them crazily, like a giant boulder falling down from a mountain, towards Chu Mo's head.    

"Inferior Martial Skills!?"    

Feeling Brother Lin's powerful fist force, Chu Mo's face could not help but turn serious.    

Although it was just an Inferior Grade Martial Skills, Chu Mo did not dare to underestimate it. After all, the opponent was an expert with Quasi-Condensing Yuan Level.    

"Howl!"    

Amidst the sound of breaking through the air, the heavy fist shadows came whistling over like falling rocks.    

Chu Mo's eyes flashed, all the Spirit Qi in his body was infused into his right arm, after that, his right hand formed a fist, and punched out.    

He swung out his heavy fist, aiming straight for the center of the army!    

This fist strike was called 'Broken Army'!    

Broken Army Fist rushed forward, tearing through the air along the way, it was like a blade that smashed out, fiercely rushing into Brother Lin's fist shadows.    

"Pah!"    

With a crisp sound, the Broken Army Fist rumbled like a mountain, crushing the first fist shadow.    

However, the number of punches were innumerable, and they came from all directions, making it impossible to guard against.    

But, just at that moment, Chu Mo's palm suddenly changed!    

In this instant, Chu Mo's right fist suddenly shook, and the Broken Army Fist that was originally falling straight down suddenly turned back and forth like a fish, shuttling nimbly amidst the layers of fist shadows.    

At the same time, Chu Mo's right fist shook violently. Streams of force vibrated out, continuously attacking the surrounding Spiritual Energy fist shadows.    

"Pa!" "Pa!"    

Following the crisp sounds, Brother Lin was shocked to see that most of his golden Spiritual Energy fist shadows were actually shattered by Chu Mo.    

More than half, but not all!    

The remaining Spiritual Energy's fist shadows were still tyrannical, and smashed onto Chu Mo's body like falling stones, causing streaks of fresh blood to appear. It was so painful that even the skin on his face started to twitch uncontrollably.    

"Kill!"    

The Broken Army Fist rushed forward, forcefully slicing apart the opponent's Spiritual Energy fist, revealing Brother Lin's astonished face.    

It was very obvious that Brother Lin did not expect Chu Mo to be able to break open his own Inferior Grade Martial Skills with just one strike.    

Unfortunately, Chu Mo did not plan to give Brother Lin any time to be stunned. Taking a step forward, his right palm formed a fist and he suddenly punched out.    

The fist strength was like a mountain, smashing through the air, attacking straight towards Brother Lin.    

In that moment of life and death, he blocked with his arm, placed it horizontally in front of his chest, and prepared to receive Chu Mo's powerful attack.    

However, of the two, one was ready for battle while the other one was ready for battle, the outcome could be imagined.    

Boom!    

With a loud explosion, Chu Mo's powerful fist strength surged out, like an angry wave, it fiercely crashed onto Brother Lin's arm, causing the latter to uncontrollably slide backwards.    

"Again!"    

Taking the chance while he was still sick to take his life, Chu Mo once again stepped forward, and with a whip kick aimed at Brother Lin's waist.    

This kick was as fast as a ray of light, and there was a slight crackling sound in the air.    

After the battles before, Brother Lin had completely experienced the power of Chu Mo's power.    

Thus, facing Chu Mo's powerful leg whip, Brother Lin did not dare take it head on. Both of his feet hastily touched the ground, accelerating his original downward slide, and then rolled on the ground in a sorry state, barely dodging Chu Mo's fatal strike.    

"You reacted pretty quickly!"    

Seeing the Lin brother who successfully avoided it, Chu Mo knew that he had lost the best opportunity to chase after him, and could not help but shake his head and sigh, then stopped.    

"Kid, you're not bad, you're very strong!"    

Brother Lin slowly stood up with an ashen face. A fierce look flashed across his eyes as he changed the topic. He then sneered: "I wonder if that other person is as strong as you!"    

"The other one?"    

Chu Mo was startled, he felt that the other party's words were implied, and asked: "Who are you referring to?"    

Brother Lin smiled coldly and asked back, "What do you think?"    

Hearing that, Chu Mo suddenly had a bad premonition, thinking of the Qianqian in the Qingshan City, he gritted his teeth and said sternly: "If you dare to touch a single hair on Qianqian, I will definitely kill you!"    

At this moment, Chu Mo's eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent surging, like a demon god, causing people to shiver.