Martial arts; I'm on duty at Six Doors

It was hard to suppress the complacency on Wu Qi's face, and the corner of his mouth was raised, revealing a sneer.

"You can't think of it? The bloody handprint of my Tantric sect is beyond your comprehension. Go to hell!"

Uzi Nei vomited forcefully, wanting to directly shatter Lin Mo's heart and avenge his elder brother.

However, just when his internal energy was just "[-]" gushing out, he felt a shock in the palm of his hand, and a more powerful and pure internal energy surged out from Lin Mo's body.

That internal force was almost several times that of his. The violent internal force surged along the palm of his hand, crushing all the meridians in his palm, and then went straight up, continuing to rush towards his heart.

"Impossible! Gorefiend feeds God!"

Feeling that something was wrong with him, Wu Qi yelled in disbelief. His originally skinny body seemed to be inflated, and he became stronger immediately. His body was more than three feet taller, but his face turned rosy. .

At the same time, Wu Qi's internal strength more than doubled, forcibly resisting the tyrannical internal strength transmitted from Lin Mo.

And Lin Mo didn't expect this person to have such an explosive skill, and he couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in his heart. If someone else played, I'm afraid he would suffer a big loss again.

It's a pity that it was Lin Mo who met him.

The internal force on the body turned into frost and cold energy, which more than doubled, and the surrounding snowflakes began to flutter again, and there were gusts of cold wind mixed with it, but in an instant, the two of them were enveloped again.

In the cold wind and falling snow, Wu Qi's roar was heard non-stop, listening to it was like the howling of a wild animal.

After a while, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, Lin Mo stood there in a 'wretched' state, and Wu Qi had turned into a human ice sculpture.

Inside the ice sculpture, Wu Qi's body was covered with blood, as if he had turned into a blood man.

The tall and tall body transformed by the exercises just now has also returned to emaciation, with cracks everywhere on his body, as if he has been tortured, it is really miserable.

"Uzi!!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Yuanfang, Wu Qi's master let out a mournful cry and rushed out.

Using skillful force to shatter the ice, Wu Qi's master quickly detected his pulse, only to find that Wu Qi was dead.

Seeing the death of his apprentice, Wu Qi's master could no longer bear the killing intent in his heart, and directly slapped Lin Mo with his palm, intending to attack and kill Lin Mo and avenge his apprentice.

At this moment, a gossip pattern appeared out of thin air, blocking the palm, and also caused Na Wuqi's master to retreat several steps in a row.

Looking around, Zhuge Zhengwo appeared in front of Lin Mo, looked at the old monk in front of him with an unfriendly expression, and scolded:

"This is the bearing of your Meng Yuan. Is this the decisive battle agreed in advance?"

Meng Yuan's face was a bit ugly after being scolded by Zhuge Zhengwo.

Especially when he looked like Wu Qi's master, the anger in his eyes was quite strong.

After losing a battle, he also lost his tolerance.

"If you Meng Yuan can't afford to lose so much, then there's no need to fight anymore."

The Emperor Daming was quite angry at this time, he got up and said angrily.

Seeing Lin Mo in such a mess, his heart was already on fire. Now that he saw Wu Qi's master, he dared to sneak attack. How could he bear it?

"Come on, take him down for me, and put him in the Ninggu Pagoda, and don't leave the tower for ten years!"

Following a shout, Emperor Meng Yuan looked at Emperor Daming from afar and asked loudly:

"So, are you satisfied?"

"Hmph, I want to remind you that this competition was negotiated between you and me. If you dare to blatantly cheat in secret again, don't blame me for the direction of the Ming army."

The Emperor Daming yelled angrily again when he heard the words, and Foyin next to him wanted to dissuade the Emperor, but seeing the scene before him, he swallowed his words back.

Lin Mo was escorted back into the formation by Zhuge Zhengwo, and the emperor also expressed his condolences softly, and immediately asked Ling Lingyang to treat Lin Mo's injuries.

But Lin Mo shook his head, and then blinked at the emperor, his eyes were full of cunning, and he didn't feel hurt at all.

"you……"

The emperor was taken aback for a moment, and then understood in an instant.

As for the referees, the two old men who belonged to the Daming side picked up a dragon flag again and inserted it on the stage.

At the same time, he walked to Daming's side, looked at the Emperor Daming with some embarrassment and asked:

"Your Majesty, I don't know if this forest god will join the battle. If he doesn't, then I will erase his name."

Hearing this sentence, the emperor nodded 'intentionally'.

But Lin Mo suddenly stood up straight, as if nothing happened, looked at the old man and said:

"To win glory for the country, to serve the country, how can you give up halfway, this Meng Yuanxiao is small, even if you are seriously injured, you don't need to care, why should you end?"

Looking at Lin Mo, although he was tall and straight, his complexion was very pale, and there were many scars on his body.

In such a situation, he still has to play for Daming. I am afraid that Meng Yuan can dismiss him by just playing.

The old man sneered in his heart, but looked at the emperor with embarrassment on his face, as if he was asking the emperor.

"Lin Mo has such a heart, I am very relieved. If so, let's continue to fight and let this Meng Yuan see what our Ming men look like!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

Lin Mo nodded at 5.4, bowed his hands and saluted. At this moment, his body suddenly trembled, and a trace of it leaked from the corner of his mouth