Chapter 1042: Who Can't Handle a Single Blow?

“Dare or not? If you don't dare, go home and drink your milk, don't disgrace yourself here.” When Qian Fengmang saw that Lin Mo was a bit hesitant and didn't agree in one breath, he was also a bit anxious inside.

Their family head's intention was to introduce everyone, all of them, to the boundaries of the Martial Soul Mountain, not allowing them to kill too many people in the middle of the journey, especially some of the outstanding disciples.

It was a bit risky for him to kill out this time, and if Lin Mo detected it, then it was very likely that they would be undone.

Because Lin Mo's influence was too great, if he found out the end, he could make all the disciples in the Nine States, not set foot on Martial Soul Mountain with a single order.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, although he was puzzled, he couldn't think of a reason.

“How nice to have one more powerful leading figure, it's a good deal.” Lin Mo smiled and said, “Come on, I'll accept your bet.”

“Good!”

Seeing Lin Mo agree, he was finally relieved in his heart.

“Senior Brother Fengmang, you have to be careful, his strength is not to be underestimated.” Qin Zhilan climbed out of the gully with great difficulty and warned.

Qian Fengmang nodded, “Lin Mo, who reigns supreme in the Nine States, is naturally strong.”

“However, against me, it's still almost a fire.”

Qian Fengmang laughed lightly, of course he knew what Lin Mo was capable of, not only had he killed Qian Chuan and the others, he had also beaten Qin Zhilan of the Xuan Ling Pavilion like this, how could he do it without two brushes.

But he also had his own backbone, how to say that he was also the third expert amongst the people from the Qian family this time, could he still be worse than Lin Mo?

Boom!

After saying that, his body directly swept towards Lin Mo, powerful Yuan Power fluctuations swept out with a bang.

He didn't want to give Lin Mo too much time to think, if he wanted to fight, he would fight swiftly, and then if he had the chance, it would be good for him to personally kick Lin Mo into the Martial Soul Mountain territory.

“Come on, let's show all the brothers how unbearable the Heavenly Pride of the Nine States is!”

Qian Fengmang shouted in a deep voice and waved his large hand violently, so waves of terrifying Qi surged up crazily, covering Lin Mo almost instantly.

“One rider!”

Feeling that covering wave of Qi, Lin Mo's eyes moved, and the Heavenly Dragon of Creation in his hand was surging with white light, and a terrifying and overpowering aura swept in all directions.

His figure, along with the white-clothed god general silhouette, then broke through Qian Fengmang's Yuan power wave with lightning speed.

“Unbeatable?” Lin Mo, who had rushed out of the encirclement, shook his head and laughed coldly.

“It's just a random strike, worth being proud of?” Qian Fengmang shook his head and laughed coldly, then the power in his body surged out once again.

“Is it?” Lin Mo also shook his head for a moment, then the Heavenly Dragon of Creation in his hand suddenly moved, powerful Yuan Power instantly roared out from all directions.

“Inherited martial skill, Battle Dragon Unrivaled!”

Lin Mo's figure leapt up violently, allowing the Heavenly Dragon of Creation to swallow and absorb the surrounding heaven and earth Yuan Power.

When its power absorption reached its peak, Lin Mo swung the Heavenly Dragon of Creation and chopped down angrily, the terrifying power instantly surging as if it was a shocking wave.

A halberd shadow hundreds of meters long cut through the air.

Around the halberd shadow, a huge heavenly dragon shadow rushed down angrily, causing the surrounding air to explode and quake continuously.

Seeing such a terrifying strike again, Qin Zhilan's delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

“It's coming again.”

“Let's hope he can withstand it, or else we'll be in deep trouble.”

“Yeah, with Brother Fengmang's strength, he shouldn't let us down.”

The Xuan Ling Pavilion crowd, said one after another, only this time they spoke with their voices lowered, afraid of being heard by Lin Mo.

“Sculptural tricks, how dare you show off your skills in front of me?”

Qian Fengmeng's eyes revealed some gravity, but his mouth still spoke words of contempt.

“Battle Heaven Hammer, destroy!”

The faster Qian Fengmang urged the Yuan Power in his body, only to see majestic Yuan Power surging out, a black giant hammer coalesced in the sky above him, and the Yuan Power of heaven and earth in all directions surged crazily as soon as this giant hammer took shape.

Making that pitch-black giant hammer, it became stronger and stronger.

Bang boom!

The giant hammer had only just manifested, and before it had the chance to blast and smash over, Lin Mo's heavenly halberd shadow had already chopped down, and the two sides' forces instantly collided together, erupting with a deafening sound.

“Inherited martial skill, sweeping across ten thousand states!”

At the moment when the power of the two sides collided, the Heavenly Dragon of Creation in Lin Mo's hand violently moved again, directly towards the direction of Qian Fengmang, sweeping across.

A terrifying wave of half-moon light, entrapped with an unstoppable force, swept viciously.

“Shakura Fanghua!”

“Swire Martial Skill, Heavenly Mountain Fall. “

After that golden wave of light swept past, Lin Mo's hand, the Heavenly Dragon of Creation, was again pointing at the void, and the majestic Yuan Power fluctuations once again surged out.

Feeling the layer after layer of strong attacks, Qian Fengmang's eye pupils also fiercely shrunk, and then he also quickly executed a strong martial art.