Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Mo Tianling couldn't help being taken aback.

Su Yi's words are similar to what he said to Wen Jueyuan before.

All crazy!

Immediately, Mo Tianling looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said: "I have been in the Red Scale Army for more than a year, and I can never kill an enemy. I have also met countless lunatics, but there is no one as crazy as you, Su Yi!"

"I want to see if you are worth my knife!"

The shocking laughter was still echoing.

Mo Tianling had already attacked violently, and the bones on his body crackled like roasted beans. During his breath, his blood was rushing like a tide.

boom!

When the sole of his foot stepped on the ground, the arena made of refined iron shook violently.

And his figure rushed out like a swift thunderbolt!

Still in the air, he held his right hand empty, like a swung mountain, and slammed towards Su Yi viciously.

Powerful, overbearing and boundless!

"Exquisite and exquisite, the punch is as powerful as thunder! This is the 'Earth Fiend and Thunder Hand' of the pure green realm!"

Fu Shan's pupils shrank, and he blurted out.

This is the mastery of Shen Jiusong, the Marquis of Yunguang, who claims that his fists are as powerful as the ground, his momentum is like thunder, and his power is unpredictable.

But Mo Tianling was able to master this unique knowledge to the point of "proficiency", it's too scary!

In Qinghe Sword Mansion, only top inner disciples like Ni Hao can hone a martial art to this level.

"Marquis Yunguang's Earth Sha Run Thunder Hand!"

"Now Su Yi is afraid that he will be smashed to pieces."

There was a burst of exclamation in the field, and some big figures were moved, and their expressions changed endlessly.

"Uncle..."

Hu Quan's heart was hanging in his throat.

The others were all nervous, Mo Tianling's momentum was too terrifying, and Wen Jueyuan's fiasco was a lesson from the past!

But seeing Su Yi standing still, until Mo Tianling rushed over, his right arm was slightly raised.

Squeeze five fingers in vain, and the palm turns into a cage!

With one palm, it seems to be able to lock the entire world.

His indifferent demeanor also changed quietly at this moment.

boom!

There was a muffled sound on the ring.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and saw Mo Tianling's figure, like an arrow shot backwards, suddenly retreated for more than a foot, and then stabilized his figure.

"No wonder you dare to go on stage to provoke. It turns out that your cultivation has recovered."

Mo Tianling's eyes flickered with brilliance, and while being surprised, he suddenly understood.

At the same time, there was a sensation in the audience, and the audience was in an uproar.

Su Yi!

The son-in-law known to everyone in Guangling City, an abandoned disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion who had lost all his cultivation, unexpectedly regained his cultivation when no one knew about it!

This is really shocking.

"How is it possible!?"

Nan Yingying was greatly stimulated, his pretty face changed drastically, and his beautiful eyes stared round.

Back then, it was precisely because of Su Yi's cultivation that she lost everything that she betrayed without hesitation and found another way out.

But who could have imagined that Su Yi, who was kicked away by her as a waste after only one year, would recover his cultivation.

This made her mentally unbalanced and unable to control herself.

"It's really unexpected..."

Ni Hao was also surprised, but he was relatively calm.

Back then when Su Yi was in Qinghe Sword Mansion, he only moved to the level of "refinement" at the blood level, even if he recovered now, he didn't care about it.

"this…"

Wen Changqing, who had been gloomy and silent since the beginning of the banquet, couldn't help showing surprise at this moment, his expression changing.

This **** **** hides so deeply!

Wen Jueyuan, Wen Shaobei and other Wen family disciples also showed ghostly expressions and stood there in a daze.

There is only one thought in my mind: when did Su Yi recover his cultivation?

"Hmph, no wonder you are so insolent, it turns out that you regained your cultivation after losing it."

Li Tianhan's eyes were gloomy.

A piece of trash is not worth drying out.

But when a waste becomes a martial artist with cultivation base, it is different.

This made Li Tianhan frown slightly, thinking of his son Li Moyun's upcoming actions tonight, he remained silent.

"This kid can really hold his breath."

Zhou Huaiqiu showed a look of relief and surprise, his heart was churning, and he suddenly regretted why he didn't go to see Su Yi in person after arriving in Guangling City.

Could it be that it was because of his somewhat alienated attitude that Su Yi was unwilling to mention the recovery of his cultivation base to himself?

Thinking of this, the joy in Zhou Huaiqiu's heart faded a lot, with mixed feelings.

"It turns out that the young master has become a warrior again..."

Hu Quan was overjoyed.

Among those present, only Fu Shan, Huang Yunchong, Nie Beihu, Nie Teng, and Huang Qianjun were relatively calm.

Because they knew this earlier and knew more than others.

The field was boiling, and there was a great sensation in Guangling City.

Even Luoyun City was amazed. It was undoubtedly surprising that a son-in-law who was considered to have lost his cultivation staged such a counterattack.

Suddenly, Li Jianyu snorted coldly and shouted:

"What about the recovery of cultivation? When he was the sword leader of the outer gate of Qinghe Sword Mansion, his cultivation was not as strong as Wen Jueyuan!"

In a word, it suppressed many discussions in the venue and made the atmosphere quite quiet.

"That's right, even Wen Jueyuan was defeated by one punch, so what if Su Yi recovers?"

Nanying murmured softly, her uncontrollable mood finally calmed down a lot.

The others also reacted, suppressing the emotions in their hearts one after another, and turned their eyes to the ring.

However, when facing Su Yi whose cultivation base has recovered, everyone's mentality has quietly and subtly changed.

"It's not bad that way. It saves me from being ridiculed and bullied by a poor wretch without cultivation when I defeat you."

Mo Tianling had calmed down, and smiled.

From the beginning to the end, Su Yi's expression was very calm.

He ignored Mo Tianling's provocation, but looked at Nie Teng at the banquet, and said:

"Let's keep an eye on it."

Nie Teng was stunned, his face full of doubts, not knowing why.

boom!

Mo Tianling took this opportunity to attack again.

Its majesty is like the ground and the sky, running thunder and lightning, swift and domineering, it is a real battlefield fighting technique, and the aura of iron and blood killing is astonishing.

Wen Jueyuan choked for breath, he had a strong premonition that if he were to face such an attack, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Everyone outside the arena also noticed that Mo Tianling became murderous and used real means, no longer perfunctory and reserved like before.

I saw Su Yi's figure stretched out, his hands clenching, and moving in the void, like flowing clouds and flowing water, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

But when Mo Tianling swung his fist, the domineering and fierce punch was carried away silently, unable to touch Su Yi's sleeves at all.

The most incredible thing is that Su Yi's movements are not fast, just like Yunjuanyunshu, with a mysterious sense of rhythm.

"Four or two to move a thousand catties, to move flowers and trees?"

Mo Tianling's face changed slightly. This is a martial art technique and it's not difficult.

It can be used in Su Yi's hands, but it has an impeccable, perfect charm.

boom!

Mo Tianling's eyes flickered fiercely, and he swung his fist to kill.

In order to hone his skills, he fought in the Scarlet Scale Army for more than a year, killed countless fierce opponents on the **** battlefield, and finally soaked this martial art to the point of perfection.

At this moment, he broke out with all his strength, his fists were like thunder, his fists were like thunder, and he was like a human-shaped murder weapon. His momentum was extremely overwhelming.

What changed Mo Tianling's expression was—

Every time he attacked next, he was easily deflected by Su Yi, and that feeling made him frightened, angry and depressed at the same time.

In the eyes of everyone, Mo Tianling rushed towards Su Yi from all directions like a violent storm.

But Su Yi was like a rock, no matter how the eight winds came, he remained motionless, not even being touched by his clothes.

This scene attracted the attention of the audience.

Some big shots were shocked by it, with disbelief on their faces.

Only Nie Beihu and Nie Teng and his son were the most excited.

They saw that what Su Yi was displaying at this moment was the martial art "Holding the Sparrow Hand" that their father and son were good at!

It's just that the bird-holding hands they used, the palm force, is like an invisible cage, which can only prevent the bird from flying.

Nie Beihu has been immersed in this martial arts for many years. When he strikes, a group of birds can't escape from the area covered by his palm, which is exquisite and exquisite.

But when compared with Su Yi, he realized that he was completely insignificant.

In Su Yi's hands, this martial art exploded with power beyond imagination.

It's like a fairy performing martial arts.

Treat all living beings as sparrows, embrace the world as a cage!

Nie Teng was stunned, obsessed and shocked.

Only then did he realize that the martial arts he had cultivated for many years could possess such incredible power!

He didn't dare to be distracted, he held his breath, and watched carefully.

"The son of the old Nie family finally got Mr. Su's favor, it's rare!"

Fu Shan sighed secretly.

How could he not know that Su Yi is using this duel to personally teach Nie Teng the secret of holding the sparrow hand?

Huang Yunchong's expression also became strange, just like Fu Shan's, he saw through Su Yi's intentions.

This is called good luck!

At the same time, everyone in the field could see that Mo Tianling was in a bad situation.

Under Su Yi's hands, he is like a trapped beast. With each stroke of Su Yi's palm, it is like a layer of invisible cages, covering his figure, no matter how rampant he is, he can't get out of the trap.

That unbelievable scene caused an unknown number of shocking exclamations in the field.

Before, most people believed that even if Su Yi regained his cultivation, he was destined to be far from being an opponent of fierce people like Mo Tianling.

But now, everyone is shaken.

Especially people like Nanying, Ni Hao, Wen Jueyuan, and Wen Shaobei, each of them had ups and downs in mood, and their expressions were constantly changing, which was truly wonderful.

A character who was once belittled, scorned, ignored, and looked down upon by them showed a combat power that they couldn't even imagine at this moment. How could they accept it for a while?

"break!"

On the ring stage, Mo Tianling, whose face was extremely gloomy and solemn, roared violently, and all his strength poured into his right fist like a flood breaking a bank, and he punched out violently.

This punch was as fast as lightning, roaring like thunder, tearing through the air, vividly interpreting the power of a top blood-moving master.

"Forget it, let me show you what real martial arts is!"

Su Yi sighed lightly, and pressed lightly in the void with both hands.

This press seemed light and powerless.

But Mo Tianling turned pale with shock, and felt that Su Yi was holding a cage between his hands, and was being pressed down by the vast and heavy force of heaven and earth.

Facing this cage of heaven and earth, he himself seemed so small and powerless.

There is no escape, no escape!