Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Being able to neutralize Mo's sonic attack so easily, it seems that Taoist friends are also proficient in the art of sonic attacks. Okay, very good, let Mo know today how powerful other Taoist friends from the outside are. magical means."

After missing a hit, Mo Ye didn't show any strange expression. His tone was still calm and his words were still steady, but the meaning of his words was more full of fighting meaning.

"What the fellow Taoist said is exactly what Qin meant. Since we have arrived at the mastiff and vine interface, I also want to see how clever the methods of the fellow Taoist at the mastiff and vine interface are."

Qin Fengming didn't look at everyone present, and replied calmly with the same expression.

At this time, Jinpo Ancestor did not say anything to stop the young monk from fighting with him. Of course, Qin Fengming understood that Jinpo and the others were also trying to use Mo Ye to take action and see the strength of his methods.

Although the Jinpo Ancestors in the main hall at the moment may not have the intention to kill themselves, this fight is also the battle that everyone is most willing to see.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming felt proud in his heart. Although he didn't come here looking for trouble, he was definitely not afraid of trouble.

Among the monks of the same level, Qin Fengming has never been afraid of anyone since he entered the world of immortality. And the monks of the same level he had killed since his cultivation as an immortal were no longer alive.

Seeing Qin Fengming slowly getting up from the wooden chair, Mo Ye's expression did not change at all, and he just said: "Fellow Taoist, please!"

As he spoke his words, his body was already trembling.

Qin Fengming was not surprised when he saw that the other party did not intend to go to the competition venue to fight, knowing that there must be extremely powerful forbidden guards in the hall. So he also said the word "please".

As Qin Fengming finished speaking, a sharp aura that was much more powerful than the previous sonic sword light suddenly appeared and shot towards him.

The speed was so fast that as soon as the aura appeared in front of Mo Ye, he saw a solid fist wrapped in green light touching Qin Fengming's body, which was standing still.

A green light flashed from the fist, and a powerful force appeared on it, seemingly invincible.

The cultivators at the top of Xuanling already represent the top combat power in every interface. You must know that on any interface, monks all talk about it in terms of hundreds of millions, but there are very few Mahayana people. In the case where Mahayana does not participate in the interface battle, the monks at the top of the Xuan level are undoubtedly the top existences.

Anyone attacking with all their strength is so fast,

Unimaginable.

At this moment, Qin Fengming and Mo Ye were standing opposite each other, with only more than ten feet of distance between them. It could be said that no one would have time to react if they shot at such a distance.

Seeing Qin Fengming's body being hit by a fist wrapped in green light, everyone present was shocked. Everyone understood how powerful Mo Ye's physical attack was. Even if a mastiff-scaled beast at the top of the Mysterious Rank was hit by Mo Ye with a close punch, his body would definitely be broken.

Although it may not be possible to kill it with one blow, it is certain that the mastiff will be physically injured.

No one thought that this young man from the spirit world would be physically stronger than a mastiff-scaled beast at the peak of the Xuan Rank.

As soon as the fist appeared, Mo Ye's body immediately appeared where Qin Fengming's body stood.

The attack he launched was not a fist shadow, but a real physical attack, and the weapon was his own fist wrapped in green light.

As Mo Ye's body appeared, a terrifying evil aura suddenly appeared. The evil aura was thick and surging, as if there were endless evil spirits struggling in it. It made people feel that their minds were being drawn into it and couldn't extricate themselves just by sensing it.

The ability to show such thick evil energy is enough to show how countless monsters have fallen into Mo Ye's hands.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull banging sounds were heard, and two figures suddenly separated and flew towards both sides.

A banging sound reappeared, and two figures fell to the ground of the hall at the same time.

However, what puzzled everyone present was that everyone could see clearly that Mo Ye made the first move and used a fist shadow. But the sounds were obviously two in succession.

Although the interval between the two bangs was extremely short, and it seemed that there was only one sound, everyone could still distinguish clearly that these were two sounds of flesh and skin clashing.

At the same time, everyone's consciousness was even more clearly locked. Qin Fengming stood on the spot without making any moves or launching any attacks. But Mo Ye was sent flying by an attack. What kind of situation this is, everyone is confused.

"No wonder you dare to fight with Qin in this hall. It turns out that fellow Taoist's physical attacks are very extraordinary. After the first blow failed, he still hit Qin with follow-up means. It really surprised Qin. But he said The layer of protection on your body seems not to be your own, but should be carried by the clothes on your body."

As his figure stabilized on the ground, a sound of surprise rang out from Qin Fengming's mouth.

Qin Fengming had never been afraid of anyone when it came to physical attacks, but this time he was greatly surprised.

Although he is the one being hit, he can choose how to dodge and counterattack. Before Mo Ye attacked, although he seemed to attack suddenly, Qin Fengming was given enough time to react.

However, Qin Fengming relied on Xuantian's slight steps to avoid Mo Ye's blow, and while dodging, he punched Mo Ye's body.

He fully thought that this blow would make Mo Ye's body covered in blood and lose his ability to fight.

But what Qin Fengming didn't expect was that just when Mo Ye's blow missed and a heavy fist hit Mo Ye's body, a heavy blow from nowhere suddenly landed on Qin Fengming's left rib.

This heavy blow was so heavy that even though Qin Fengming's physical body was strong, he was directly knocked away by this heavy blow. A burst of energy and blood suddenly surged from Qin Fengming's body.

At this time, Qin Fengming understood in his heart that Mo Ye's physical body was definitely stronger than that of demon cultivators of the same level.

Moreover, Mo Ye is extremely proficient in the art of physical combat. After one blow, he must use subsequent consecutive methods. If he hadn't hit Mo Ye's body first and bounced his body away, Mo Ye might have followed up on him with another attack.

What shocked Qin Fengming the most was that it was not that Mo Ye's physical attacks were so sharp, but that Mo Ye contained a strange aura that could peel off his attacks.

Qin Fengming could be sure that the aura was not Fang Liang's chaotic sky magic power, but the strange power carried by the layer of clothes on Mo Ye.

"Yes, you are the first person who can defeat the demon with the power of your body. You have no armor on your body, and you have not used any magic power to strengthen your body. If the demon competes with your body like this, he will really take advantage of you. It’s cheap, how about I put away my Xingluo clothes and have a fair physical fight with you.”

Mo Ye stood still and looked at Qin Fengming. A surge of excitement suddenly emerged in his eyes. After hearing Qin Fengming's words, he immediately spoke.

As he spoke, a gloomy mist suddenly appeared, wrapping his body in it.

As the mist appeared and disappeared rapidly, Mo Ye's robe made of unknown silk threads had disappeared.

It was replaced by an animal skin robe common among mastiff and vine monks.

As he changed his clothes, a dense clicking sound appeared on his body.