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"Breathless Slash!"
Facing master-level masters, he didn't dare to keep his strength, so he directly used his big move when he came up.
Immediately, sword energy crossed the sky, and a storm swept across the sky.
Chapter 78 Soft Step Double Lion Fist (recommended)
"Hmph!" The three leaders seemed annoyed by Lin Mo's ignorance, and snorted slightly annoyed.
The old palm protruded from the sleeve, and then raised it high.
"boom!"
The surrounding aura boiled and spread out in a rippling form in a berserk form.
All the sword energy and storm disappeared under this palm, as if they had never appeared.
Clang.
The Thunder Sword was sent flying by a huge force and fell to the ground.
Lin Mo only felt a powerful pressure overwhelming, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Fortunately, he responded in a timely manner. After turning over and unloading his strength, he did not appear particularly embarrassed.
In the air, the three leaders were suspended in mid-air, looking at Lin Mo with a ferocious look on their faces, and said, "Young man, you are still far away from challenging me."
Don't think that the three leaders were very casual and indifferent before, but just think that he is an amiable old man. As the leader of the underworld fire bandits, the lives in his hands have long been beyond count.
Killing is his profession.
Lin Mo looked up at him, his eyes were full of heat, "The Grandmaster is indeed powerful, but I really want to see the true strength of the Grandmaster."
"Overestimating one's abilities." The three leaders' eyes turned cold.
boom
There was a sudden sound of piercing through the air, and his whole body turned into a sharp arrow and shot down. He raised his palm high, as if the palm technique descended from the sky.
"The palm technique of a grandmaster!" Lin Mo's fighting spirit was high, this was the first time he had fought against a grandmaster.
His pupils turned white, his right leg was withdrawn, and his hands were swinging.
Under the white eyes, the body of the three leaders was covered with a strong fighting spirit, and what was even more frightening was that on his palm, the fighting spirit was as real as it was, and it was definitely not something that could be countered by martial spirit.
Fortunately, Lin Mo could still clearly see the acupuncture points on his body.
"Soft boxing method, eight trigrams and one hundred 28 palms!"
An invisible gossip array unfolded under Lin Mo's feet.
With a whoosh, his figure met the three leaders. He twisted his body, waved his arms, turned his wrist lightly, and attacked the three leaders with his palms at various tricky angles.
However, the three leaders are masters after all, how could he be so successful.
Seeing Lin Mo's attack, the fighting spirit around him quickly flowed.
"Bagua two palms, four palms, eight palms, sixteen palms"
Lin Mo slapped his palms at an extremely fast speed while drinking violently.
The faces of the three leaders were slightly gloomy, and the flow of fighting spirit could not keep up with Lin Mo's attack speed.
In desperation, he returned the attack with palm strikes, almost interrupting Lin Mo's soft fist several times in a row.
bang bang
The sound of critical strikes continued continuously, like the vibration of drums.
The speed of both of them is extremely fast, but the range of body movement is extremely small. Within a few meters, it becomes blurred and hard to see.
And when the two were fighting, the members of the Lin family and the many martial artists of the Underworld Fire Bandit also collided.
Duan Feihong, who had changed his sword again, shook the sword in his hand, and rushed towards the people who were running towards the Lin family with a ferocious expression.
His goal was the old man in the front.
Older practitioners are generally stronger.
But as soon as he took over, his face changed.
Yanfeng held a bronze crutch in his hand, and slammed it down violently.
Duan Feihong raised his knife to block. At first, he thought that with his strength, he would definitely be able to block this blow.
However, the result was beyond his expectation.
Terrifying power came from the big knife, and before he could react, it all spread to his body.
Pfft!
Duan Feihong knelt down on his knees, looking at the old face in disbelief.
The big knife fell, and the bronze crutches fell again.
Bang!
A head exploded like a watermelon.
Duan Feihong was instantly killed before he could figure out the situation.
In fact, with his strength, as long as he pays more attention to it, he can completely withstand this blow, and then rely on the strength of the peak martial artist to fight with Yanfeng, a newly promoted master. I believe it will be difficult for Yanfeng to solve him in a short time .
It's a pity that he was too careless, he thought that Yan Feng was at most the cultivation level of a peak martial artist, and he was definitely not his opponent.
It was because of this carelessness that he lost his life.
And Lin Mo asked Yanfeng to hide his breath just for this moment.
As long as Yanfeng kills two more martial artists, the number of martial artists on the Lin family's side will be equal to that of the Underworld Fire Pirates.
Only then will the Lin family have the hope of winning.
In other words, Lin Mo and the three leaders fought more than 100 times in succession, and the three leaders slapped Lin Mo back with both palms.
"Unexpectedly, the old man actually underestimated you, a junior. Your strength is definitely not just a martial artist." The three leaders said with a gloomy expression: "Very good, I haven't made a move for a long time, just to let the old man enjoy himself."
At this time, all his attention was on Lin Mo, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all.
Lin Mo sighed slightly in his heart. Of the 120 eight palms, only three palms fell on the three leaders. The acupuncture effect attached to these three palms had little effect on the three leaders.
And the price he paid was two hard palms on his left shoulder and abdomen.
Squeezing his painful left shoulder, Lin Mo didn't talk nonsense, he knew that he was not the opponent of the three leaders, all he could do now was hold the three leaders until Yanfeng freed his hand.
"Robust Double Lion Fist!"
The martial energy in the body surged rapidly, gathered on the two fists, and slowly outlined two lifelike lion heads.
"What!" The three leaders were shocked when they saw this.
It stands to reason that the martial master's control over martial qi is very superficial, and he can only let the martial qi out to form a relatively simple form to attack. It is difficult for even a master to depict the lion's head as finely as Lin Mo.
But then he put it down because he thought it was pointless.
The more detailed the better, the more detailed the description of the fighting spirit is, the more detailed it will consume a lot of energy. He thinks that Lin Mo's approach is completely for show.
"Very good, junior, you do have the strength to be called a genius, but if you think that you can despise the master with this strength, then you are too ignorant. Today I will let you see the strength of the master." The three leaders sneered road.
With a whoosh, his vigorous body suddenly jumped up, and he rushed to Lin Mo's side in an instant, raised his palm high, and suddenly slapped Lin Mo's head.
The power pierces through the air, with a screaming sound, and its power is unparalleled.
Lin Mo gritted his teeth and waved his fists to meet him, roaring with the lion's head.
"boom!"
The fists and palms collided, and the turbulent energy ripples spread violently.
Lin Mo's face changed, the palm of the three leaders was far more powerful than him, the terrifying power and fighting spirit were tearing at the lion's head, and it might tear the lion's head apart at any time.
"Ma Dan, I know that the master is not easy to deal with."
Lin Mo cursed secretly in his heart, and immediately took advantage of the trend to retreat, thump, thump, stomping on the ground with every step, leaving deep footprints one by one.
"Die to me!" The three leaders cursed angrily.
The fighting spirit attached to the palm became more violent, and Lin Mo's lion head began to collapse.
The palm wind is like a blade, and the fighting spirit is overwhelming, coming straight towards Lin Mo's handsome face.
Chapter 79 Fan Sanye Fan Jinghong
"Damn it, I can't stop it!"
Lin Mo was powerless to resist, his mind moved slightly, and his retreating body came to the brakes. Seeing the fighting spirit that was already close in front of him, Lin Mo did not retreat but advanced, as if he was looking at death as if he were at home, and headed forward.
Seeing his wrinkled palm slapping Lin Mo's face, a coldness flashed in the eyes of the three leaders.
But when his palm really touched Lin Mo's face, his mind froze suddenly.
Lin Mo's face, or rather his head, disappeared.
Only the crackling of golden thunder and lightning remained.
This is the ability from the Thunderbolt fruit, which is the elementalization of the body. Although Lin Mo has not yet been able to turn his whole body into a thunderbolt, he can already elementalize part of his body, such as the head.
Just when the palms of the three leaders passed through the thunder and lightning, Lin Mo's head that had turned into lightning reappeared, at a position that avoided the palm strikes of the three leaders.
Taking advantage of the moment when the three leaders were stunned, Lin Mo once again condensed the lion's head on his fists, and once again cast Baguazhang on the three leaders in a close-fitting state.
bang bang
The three leaders who had lost the opportunity to forcefully received Lin Mo's dozen palms before they were able to withstand it.
Not daring to be careless, he took the opportunity to fight Lin Mo with a palm, and his body rose into the air.
But how could Lin Mo miss such a good opportunity and let him break free easily.
I saw him stepping on the air with his right foot, his body jumped up, and then his feet stepped on the air alternately, step by step following the bodies of the three leaders soaring up into the sky.
The moon step is the most difficult to master among the six naval moves, especially its ability to walk through the air, Lin Mo spent a lot of effort and time to master it.
But these efforts were not in vain, it made up for Lin Mo's inability to fight in the air.
Looking at Lin Mo who followed closely, the faces of the three leaders changed slightly.
Flying in the air is a special skill of the Grandmaster. It is the ability to fly in the air for a short period of time by condensing battle energy in the air as a pedal.
This is also an advantage of a master against a martial artist. He has never seen Lin Mo's ability to fly through the air with a certain skill.
Lin Mo broke his cognition again and again, which made him very angry.
It was a disgrace that a young martial artist should push him to give it his all.
"Go away!" He no longer resisted Lin Mo's attack, but stretched out his palms, and violent fighting spirit surged out.
Whatever moves he makes.
In the face of absolute power, everything is illusory.
"boom!"
The two palms hit Lin Mo's shoulders directly, and with a muffled sound, the invisible air pressure violently rushed in all directions, pushing the rest of the people fighting around.
And Lin Mo, who resisted the palm head-on, was blasted and fell to the ground like a flying cannonball.
Suddenly earth and rocks splashed and smoke filled the air.
After Lin Mo smashed a huge hole, he was covered in dust and couldn't see any figure.
"Young master!" Yan Bo, who had been paying attention to Lin Mo's situation, rushed towards the dust eagerly.
Above the sky, the three leaders stabilized their figures, looking at the dust, their faces turning blue and white.
To be so embarrassed by a junior.
Just when he was about to rush into the dust and finish Lin Mo, his expression changed again, and his eyes glanced around.
At this time, the surrounding battle has completely heated up. Sedum's team members crazily threw thunderbolts at the underworld fire bandits in an attitude of not asking for money. Just send a thunderbolt.
If there are people around the fire thieves, then use Lin's rifle to shoot, anyway, just don't engage in hand-to-hand combat.
With the help of Zhentianlei and rifles, the more than 3000 remaining Minghuo bandits fought by the five hundred regiment members cried and ran around.
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