Yu Mo's pupils shrank, it was such an old fox. He also met with a move of the cloud-turning palm.

Bang bang bang bang!

The figures overlapped, and after a muffled sound, both of them retreated.

It was almost a blink of an eye, and the two of them had already fought several moves, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling and secretly shocking.

Gu Ziqing's eyes were really blurry, and she was extremely anxious. She wanted to go up to persuade her to fight, but she was powerless.

Yu Mo did not use all his strength. He was testing the reality of Fu Uncle Fu, and only by knowing himself and his enemy could he be invincible in a hundred battles.

Uncle Fu obviously didn't know this. Every move was very dangerous, as fast as lightning, hitting Yu Mo's vital points.

Yu Mo was surrounded by dangers, but he still avoided the dangerous attacks again and again.

Gradually, Yu Mo saw a little bit of detail. Uncle Fu's path was to be fierce, punching and giving it wind, which was very domineering, which was quite different from Uncle Jian.

Uncle Jian’s attack was even more fierce, while Uncle Fu was even heavier. He was as heavy as a pound of force. If his strength was slightly weaker, he would be at the same time as a punch, and at the worst he would be broken.

Yu Mo's eyes narrowed into a thin slit. Uncle Fu was so cruel, and the anger in his heart also rushed straight, saying, "Do you want to kill me?"

[31 Novel Network] Fu Bo said with a murderous aura: "There is no father and son on the battlefield. What I practice is killing skills, not flirting with flirting, and it doesn't matter if I see it in the middle."

Yu Mo was embarrassed and said, "Okay, you're not the only one who can kill."

Yu Mo stepped forward and slapped it with a swinging cloud palm. It seemed soft and weak, but when he reached Uncle Fu, the pressure from the palm made Uncle Fu feel a little shocked.

He didn't test Yu Mo's reality just now. Seeing that he kept avoiding and was obviously defeated, he thought his strength was only there.

But at this moment, Yu Mo's seemingly random counterattack came with a light move, but he could not be underestimated.

"I dare to hide my strength in front of me, I'm really looking for death." Fu Bo was furious. After his repeated attacks, Yu Mo actually dared to hide his strength, which clearly did not take him seriously.

Uncle Fu's attack instantly became even more fierce, like a tiger coming out of the gate.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mo did not retreat. As his palms churned, a series of disasters were spewing out of his palms.

Bang!

With one palm, just one palm, Yu Mo took two steps back, but Uncle Fu stumbled backwards, hitting the door hard, and sitting on the ground, then stopped.

The test just now seemed dazzled, but it was far less dangerous and terrifying than this palm.

Everything was silent, Gu Ziqing was stunned and subconsciously covered her mouth to avoid screaming, but her beautiful eyes were filled with incredible words.

Yu Mo curled his lips, clapped his hands easily, and looked at Uncle Fu jokingly.

Uncle Fu seemed to have become petrified, and he sat on the ground without any response, but the eyes in his pupils were too complicated.

Many emotions are intertwined, and even though he has experienced countless ups and downs, he still cannot remain calm.

"You... are you a warrior of the transformation of power?" After a while, Uncle Fu finally moved his throat and exclaimed incredibly.

A warrior who transforms the power!

Yu Mo's heart was shocked. Why did everyone's evaluation of him differently? Some people said that he was in the late stage of the hidden spirit, and some people also called him a warrior of the magic power.

He is obviously not a warrior at all, okay?

Everyone was blind, and they only knew how to guess randomly.

Yu Mo glanced at Uncle Fu with contempt, smiled mysteriously, and said, "You are defeated, get out of here."

"I... lost!" Uncle Fu's expression froze, as if he was unwilling to accept this reality. He slapped his palm, turned over and stood up, looked at Yu Mo aggressively, and retorted: "Who said I lost? We haven't finished the battle yet, and the outcome is unknown."

As soon as he finished speaking, his arms burst out like a thunderous move. He reached into Yu Mo's chest with his hands, as if he was attacking his heart.

Yu Mo's heart was stern and he shouted: "I'm so cruel and disrespectful to you, don't blame me for being ruthless."

call!

With one move, the air brought out a fierce gust of wind, which was domineering and fierce.

The palms hit each other, and the sound of thunder sounded. Yu Mo only felt a steel needle-like force piercing in his palm, as if it was about to pierce into his skin.

"Secret Power!"

He knew in his heart that this was the hidden power that Uncle Fu relied on, but in front of the disaster, the hidden power was like a native chicken and a tile dog, which collapsed quickly and did not hurt Yu Mo at all.

Uncle Fu finally realized something was wrong and hurriedly withdrew his move. He was already scared by the terrifying power that was spit out from Yu Mo's palm.

He had never seen such a surging and strange power.

Could this be Cunjin!

The so-called inch strength emphasizes the control of the most internal strength and reaches the state of being wonderful to the top. The complete internal strength turns into inch after inch, rising and falling, step by step.

This will greatly increase the power of the attack.

At this point, he finally confirmed that Yu Mo was a master of Cunjin and retreated like a dead end, but it was too late.

Yu Mo was really angry with him. His arm was like a python, winding forward, attached to Uncle Fu's arm, and he grabbed his shoulders.

Click!

A sound of separation of flesh and blood sounded, and the listeners were trembling. Uncle Fu immediately let out a scream, and beads of sweat as big as beans fell down.

"Yu Mo, stop quickly!" Gu Ziqing did not dare to breathe, and was completely shocked by the successive fights.

In her impression since she was a child, Uncle Fu has always been a master, so she subconsciously believed that Yu Mo was not Uncle Fu's opponent.

But it turns out that she was outrageously wrong.

Yu Mo actually surpassed Uncle Fu. The sound of separation of flesh and blood finally made her wake up as if she was in a dream. She didn't bother to sigh and screamed.

Yu Mo's hand stopped at Uncle Fu's neck. The next second, if he slapped his palm, his neck would probably break.

Uncle Fu grinned, in pain and horror, staring at Yu Mo who was close at hand, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Yu Mo, don't hurt Uncle Fu, please." Gu Ziqing begged.

Yu Mo glanced at Uncle Fu deeply, snorted coldly, and said, "I'll let you go this time. If there is another time, I won't have such good luck."

After saying that, he let go of his hand, one of Uncle Fu's arms immediately drooped from his arm like soft noodles.

Gu Ziqing was frightened and asked hurriedly: "Yu Mo, how are you doing to Uncle Fu?"

Yu Mo said coldly: "He repeatedly killed people. I just used his own way to treat him. He couldn't die. He just had an arm removed and he had to cultivate for a while."

When he heard that Uncle Fu was showing mercy, Gu Ziqing patted his chest and felt scared, saying, "That's good, that's good. You just need to discuss and just click."
Chapter completed!