Landing in the Fantastic World

It's just the resonance method, which is written in high school physics textbooks. It's not worth mentioning at all.

Mu Yu walked up to Feng Yuhang with his arms around his chest, and said lightly, "If you only have this means, don't come out to shame."

"It's just an appetizer, what's so mad!"

Feng Yuhang looked cold, and Mu Yu just fortunately cracked his resonance method. If he really fought, how could he be his opponent.

After speaking, Feng Yuhang's whole body shook, the blue tendons on his body were raised high, and his spiritual power was completely gathered between the palms.

Suddenly, his palms were several times bigger, and they became red like flames, and they slap directly on Mu Yu with arms around his chest.

"Huluotian Heavenly Palm!" Feng Yuhang's method is one of Wuliangzong's top attacking mysteries, and his grade is low.

After many years of cultivation, he has reached the peak.

The power is extraordinary.

But that's only true for the average young monk.

In the eyes of Mu Yu, it is not enough.

Seeing that this palm was about to hit Mu Yu, Mu Yu thought of it, stretched out a middle finger, and brought out the third finger of the Chongyang sword finger—turning the sea finger.

A turquoise sword-horse rushed out of the fingertips, containing the waves of waves, the endless mood.

Suddenly, the entire hall was filled with the sound of sea waves.

Feng Yuhang's palm strength was instantly ripped apart by the flipping sea finger.

Feng Yuhang had not responded yet, so he was swept upside down by the sea finger.

At this moment, his shirt was cut into rags by Jian Qi.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This scene once again caused an uproar in the audience.

"how can that be?"

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"Big Brother was defeated by Mu Yu as well as Brother Mu. Shouldn't it be Mu Master's one move to defeat Mu Yu?"

"Brother must not have used all his strength, and Mu Yu was lucky enough to succeed."

Mu Yu stood in the hall with a negative hand and glanced at Feng Yuhang on the ground. He said, "Listen to your teacher, you did n’t use all your strength. I do n’t need you to keep your hands and use all your strength Right. "

Mu Yu thinks about it, Feng Yuhang is also a master of the first-class Zongmen. No matter how weak Xiu is, he cannot be so weak.

Feng Yuhang's face was stiff, and in his eyes, there were mistakes, doubts, and puzzlements.

How could Mu Yu's strength be so strong? Wasn't he the practice of Cailingtaijing a month ago?

Why can't even stop one move at this time?

"Brother, this boy is not worthy of your mercy, take out all his strengths, and teach him well." Disciples Yun Lanzong said with expectation.

Seeing their classmates and sisters are looking forward to themselves. Feng Yuhang's face was red for a while and blue for a while.

Where is he not doing his best? The trick just now almost used up the energy of milking.

However, at this moment he was already riding a tiger and could only stand up and shoot Mu Yu again.

"Huo Luo Tian Ming Palm!" Still the same trick.

The power is not a little higher than the previous palm.

Mu Yu frowned, and gave up using the Chongyang sword. Instead, he used the Huangpin mysterious skill of the Huang Pinda—the bone-bone fist.

After ten roaring inner sounds, the Xiangguquan and Huoluotianming Palm collided together.

"Oh!"

Feng Yuhang's body flew upside down again, hitting it fiercely on the wall of the attic.

"This……"

The disciples of Yun Lanzong severely hammered their own heads. They still couldn't believe it. Their master was defeated again.

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