C340 Fighting (2)

"Come, then, let's try out my Frosty Ice golden fist!"

Amidst his crazed shout, Xu Yonghe rubbed his body and swung out the golden fist shadows of the frost path, covering Chu Mo and leaking out an ice-cold and sharp aura.

"You have Piao Shuang, I have Raging Flames, and no one is afraid of me!"

Instead of retreating, Chu Mo advanced, the fire spiritual force surged out of his body and hovered around the center of Chu Mo's palm like raging flames.

Both palms suddenly struck out, and instantly, dozens of palm images appeared, intertwining with each other like sea of fire, spreading out in the air, as if they were going to burn the heaven and earth, extremely tyrannical.

Use your rage against the frost!

He met punch with palm!

Chu Mo did not show any signs of fear and flew straight forward. With the sound of an angry flame palm whistling through the air, he completely evaporated the rain along the way and smashed onto the opponent's golden fist with a loud bang.

"Rumble!"

The massive fist shadows struck one spot, producing thunderous sounds.

Following the crisp sounds of "chi chi", Xu Yonghe's frost fist shadows melted as if ice and snow had met boiling water, forming a wave of Spiritual Energy.

Suddenly, a peerless tyrannical wave of energy surged out from the arena and swept out in all directions like a raging sea, causing the drizzle in the air to stop for an instant and send the two flying.

With a "la la" sound, Chu Mo's legs forcefully pushed himself to the ground, dragging out two deep fissures in the rain, as he slid back ten meters.

On the other side, Xu Yonghe's body flipped twice in the air, standing firmly on the ground like a wild goose falling in the rain.

The drizzle fell again, like a silver thread, separating the two of them.

Through the drizzle, the two of them looked at each other. At the point where their eyes met, there seemed to be sparks flying, and it seemed that it was going to explode at any moment.

On a tree not far from the two of them, near the Feng Xuan City, the leaves of the tree swayed slightly, as if it was being caused by a drizzle.

"Young Master, is this the Chu Mo you were talking about?"

On top of the tree, an old man hid behind dense foliage and stood steadily on the tree trunk. However, if one looked closely, they would realize that the old man's feet did not touch the tree trunk.

Behind the old man, Ning Xingyu nodded and said: "This guy is too stubborn, he is unwilling to accept my help. So, I can only ask phalanx to take care of him."

phalanx looked at Ning Xingyu and said: "I heard that this Chu Mo had once defeated Young Master, causing you to lose the chance to fight for Wishing Pagoda!"

Ning Xingyu did not mind, and said: "He is my Friends!"

A look of gratification appeared in phalanx's eyes as he said, "Young Master, it seems that this Chu Mo has had quite an influence on you. He actually allowed you to be so calm in facing Wishing Pagoda's mistake as well as his reputation."

Ning Xingyu laughed, and said: "These are all just empty names! Now that I have obtained something even more precious, those that I owe this fellow, cannot be allowed to have any accidents within the boundaries of my Feng Xuan City. "

phalanx looked at the two people below and said: "Although Chu Mo's cultivation is not as good as the Xu Family's Young Master's, he might not necessarily lose to them. You don't have to worry!"

Ning Xingyu shook his head and said: "Chu Mo's strength has indeed exceeded my expectations, but what I'm worried about is not Xu Yonghe, but the person behind him."

Chu Mo did not know about the existence of Ning Xingyu and the phalanx!

At this moment, he was staring intently at Xu Yonghe, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Xu Yonghe wiped the rain from his forehead and said, "Kid, I never thought that not only is your spiritual force strong, even your Spiritual Energy is not weak. You have hidden yourself so deeply, everyone has underestimated you!"

Chu Mo said: "It's not too late to know, why don't we part ways here?"

"So we will part here? "You wish!"

Xu Yonghe sneered and said, "Where did your arrogance in the Drunken Wine Pavilion go? Offending me, Xu Yonghe, so simply? "Stop daydreaming, today I must let you know my power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of Xu Yonghe's entire body exploded. The powerful aura of the intentionality s posterior boundary was mighty and unstoppable in all directions, frightening people and their souls.

His two palms suddenly moved, and golden light flourished greatly. Following that, two sharp palm shadows were raised, crossing each other in the air and forming a cross. It looked extremely mysterious.

They crossed each other, and the golden light on their palms whistled out, all of them rushing to the center of the cross. Suddenly, they emitted a boundless, resplendent light, exuding a peerlessly tyrannical wave of energy.

This palm was called the Golden Cross Palm!

The palm formed a cross, looking like a golden thorn. The resplendent power exploded as it shot towards the clouds.

"What a strong wave of energy!"

Chu Mo squinted and his expression became serious. If he was not mistaken, this palm strike definitely had exceeded the scope of Yellow Scale, it should be a Profound Ranked Martial Technique.

It could be seen that Xu Yonghe did not want to continue wasting time with Chu Mo, so he took out the strongest Martial Skills.

"Since you want to determine the victor with a single blow, then do it!"

Knowing Xu Yonghe's intentions, Chu Mo did not have the slightest fear as the aura of his entire body exploded forth. The Spiritual Energy in his body surged out without restraint, not the slightest bit held back.

Immediately, the fiery red Spiritual Energy swung up, like an angry flame, and lingered around the back of Chu Mo's fist with a layer of dazzling light.

The fist moved like the wind. Chu Mo shattered the surrounding air, causing thin threads of rain to fall, condensing into numerous fiery red fist images.

It was the Lihuo Dragon Slaying Fist!

His fists were like fire, capable of slaying dragons. They were tyrannical and wild!

The drizzle continued to fall. A light breeze blew past, bringing with it a slight chill.

Within the rain, the golden light of the cross was as bright as the sun. The figure of the Lihuo Fist spread out like an ocean as they faced each other from a distance. It stirred up the winds and clouds, shocking everyone.