Fantasy: : Wangfu, The Goddess of Destiny, I Plundered The Opportunity

Three days are short.

Both Zhao Hu and Zhao Feng think that Chu Mo cannot grow up in this short period of time.

Although Chu Mo is already a true spirit realm warrior, according to their guess, he should have just been promoted to realm.

However, Zhao Feng is about to enter the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm.

Chu Mo will definitely not be an opponent!

...

Just when Zhao Hu and Zhao Feng thought they were coming.

the other side.

Chu Mo has been practicing the Pure Yang Sword Art in the house.

As a Huang-level high-grade martial arts, the difficulty of cultivation is naturally not low.

However, since Chu Mo has cut the hair and washed the marrow, he has cast the congenital pure yang bone, and the Taoist foundation is extremely thick, and even his comprehension aptitude has been improved a lot, so he can quickly get started.

"cut!"

Chu Mo held a long sword and started to practice according to the moves recorded in the sword art.

I only heard the sword's edge cut through the void, making a 'swish, swish' sound, and the slightest chill filled the vicinity.

A sharpness that cannot be described in words seems to be able to pierce through space.

The fierce killing breath filled the house.

It's still a hot summer day, but if someone walks into this house at this moment, they will feel like their hairs stand on end.

This kind of cold and biting is caused by Sen Ran's sword energy.

Pure Yang Sword Art, although it is a grand way, but in the final analysis, it is still killing swordsmanship.

And with Chu Mo's continuous practice of sword moves, his spirit is also changing little by little.

It's like transformation, and it's like rebirth.

Under such circumstances, time flies in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

Zhao Hu is here.

After some healing medicines given by Zhao Feng, his injury has recovered a little. Although the meridians have not been completely repaired, he no longer needs to be in bed, but can walk on the ground.

this day.

He found Zhao Feng, just as he walked out of the quiet room, his breath was very fiery.

Zhao Hu immediately knew that Zhao Feng had successfully broken through!

"Congratulations, Young Master, you have successfully entered the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm!"

Zhao Hu said happily.

"But it's a small success!"

Zhao Feng said modestly, but the smile on his face could not be concealed.

"This is already an achievement that little horses can't catch up with!"

Zhao Hu flattered.

Then he said urgently, "Master, when are you going to attack Chu Mo?"

"Wait for me to stabilize the realm first, and then I will immediately look for this person and ask him to fight for his life and death!"

Zhao Feng believes in himself.

Hearing this, Zhao Hu was immediately overjoyed.

Imagining Chu Mo's end soon, he couldn't help laughing happily.

...

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

In a small forest, Chu Mo is still practicing.

As he kept waving, sword shadows filled the sky everywhere, giving people a sense of unavoidable, and there was a continuous sound of sword chirping.

The initial fashion is still a little weak, but as time goes on, the sound of the sword sound becomes more and more high-pitched.

finally.

When the sound of the sword sound reached a certain extreme——

"cut!"

Chu Mo slashed out with a sword, and a sharp sword light that was several feet long suddenly appeared, instantly spanning a distance of several feet, and slashing on a big tree in front of him.

Pfft!

The big tree burst open in response, turning into pieces of debris flying around.

"call……"

"Huang-level high-grade martial arts, really powerful!"

Looking at the power of this sword, Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and then a smile appeared.

In just three days, the Pure Yang Sword Art was advanced to the second floor.

This kind of practice progress is something Chu Mo never dared to think about before!

after all.

This is a Huang-level high-grade martial arts. Although it is not esoteric and extraordinary, it is not easy to get started or even achieve something.

Ordinary warrior.

At least to try to figure out a few months to have some experience!

For the previous Chu Mo, the time required will be even longer!

But now.

All this is in the past!

Right now, he cut the hair to wash the marrow, and cast the innate pure yang bone, and his understanding and aptitude have greatly increased.

And predictably.

As he continues to practice and rely on Gold Finger to gain opportunities, his achievements will become more and more terrifying, and one day he will become a genius and set foot on the top of martial arts!

"But for now... we still have to keep our feet on the ground!"

Chu Mo was circling his present strength secretly.

The realm is at the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm!

But because after cutting the hair and washing the marrow, all the impurities in the body are eliminated, and the physical body has also been strengthened.

In addition, the most superior Taoist foundation was created with the congenital pure yang bone, and his strength is more pure and terrifying than the ordinary warriors of the same realm, and his pure yang sword art has also been advanced to the second layer, and he initially has some sword skills. The embryonic form, there is no shortage of means of attacking the enemy.

Overall

In terms of strength now, he can at least compare to a warrior at the seventh level of the True Spirit Realm!

Even if you encounter a warrior at the eighth level of the true spiritual realm, it is not impossible to fight against it!

After thinking about it, Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction.

Being able to feel that my strength is growing rapidly is naturally something to be happy about.

It was already evening.

Chu Mo had been practicing for a long time and felt a little tired, so he went back to his residence to get some food to eat.

Although the True Spirit Realm martial artist has already begun to indulge, but if he consumes a lot, he still needs food tonic.

Go to the front of the house.

I happened to see the little servant come back with a pile of washed clothes.

"Master, you are back!"

Su Lianyue saw Chu Mo and hurriedly greeted him.

Chu Mo nodded slightly to answer, and then asked again: "You are alone in the house during this time, but someone came to harass you?"

"No, it's been undisturbed these days."

Su Lianyue said.

"That's good!"

Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

He injured Zhao Hu, and the inner disciple behind him might not let it go, and he might come to harass him anytime.

Although the other party didn't come right now, Chu Mo wouldn't let his guard down because of this.

"This person is a hidden danger after all. When my strength is further improved, I will start to clean it up!"

Chu Mo thought to himself, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Living in this world for more than ten years, Chu Mo deeply understands a truth.

Cutting the grass without eradicating the roots will only bring trouble to yourself!

He had never had a grudge with Zhao Hu before, but now that he has this grudge, he must clear up all the woes, and he can't tolerate the slightest mercy!

Think so.

Chu Mo was about to speak, and told Su Lianyue a few words.

Boom!

Just at this moment, a powerful momentum suddenly swept in.

"Chu Mo, dare to fight me!!!"

An arrogant and domineering voice came from outside the wooden house. The voice contained a strong killing intent, and there was even a mountain-like tsunami-like momentum swept over.

"True Spirit Realm Martial Artist!"

Chu Mo looked out of the courtyard.

I saw a young man in brocade clothes standing proudly beside the blue stone.

And behind him.

His face was full of joy, as if Zhao Hu had a great revenge.

"Son..."

Su Lianyue also saw this scene and was a little worried.

"Don't worry!"

"You go and cook me some food, and I'll be back when I go!"

Chu Mo reassured him.

Immediately, he smiled and walked out of the yard. *

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