peerless teacher

The old fisherman chuckled.

"You want to fight me?"

The beggar man narrowed his eyes, and following his question, the atmosphere in the entire canyon instantly became suppressed, and the bugs and birds scattered in fright.

"Oops, my fish is hooked."

The old fisherman made a movement of lifting the pole, reeling in the line, and picking the fish. Looking at his joyful expression, if Sun Mo didn't see nothing, he would have thought he had caught some golden axe.

"A stone silent man, a lunatic old man, and a domineering strong man, who are they all!"

Don't look at the three guys, they are a little out of tune, but Sun Mo doesn't dare to be careless.

There is aura in the Middle Earth, and all things can be cultivated. Among them, human beings who are proud of their wisdom have created several exercises to break the shackles of the body and go to a higher level in order to transcend.

Over time, a fixed realm system has been formed.

At first, practitioners strengthen their bodies and prevent all diseases from invading. It is for physical exercise. Later, they meditate and practice, refine their spirits, strengthen their spirits, and strengthen their souls.

When the body's soul is strong enough, the blood will start to ignite, reborn, and finally gain a trace of divine power. When the divine power is fully achieved, the body can be tempered, and the life can be prolonged, which is the thousand-life state.

And a thousand-year-old person knows the years, tastes the sufferings, distinguishes the world, and finally enlightens, stepping into the realm of legend.

People who can cultivate to the Legendary Realm are all big bosses, and it is easy to wipe out a small person like Sun Mo with a wave of his hand.

"I'll count to three, or die if you don't retreat!"

The beggar man stared at Sun Mo with a cold tone.

three!

two!

……

Okay, don't even let me see, isn't that too overbearing?

Sun Mo was speechless, but in the Dark Continent, fists are the last word, and whoever is tough has the final say.

That's what the beggar man said. Before he could count to one, he suddenly took a knife and chopped it off.

Swish!

A crescent-shaped saber aura appeared directly in front of Sun Mo as if it had cut through the space.

Sun Mo stepped on his foot and turned slightly sideways.

call out!

The saber air brushed across the cheek and shot, and it was only an inch away from cutting off half of his body.

"Hey, you actually missed it?"

The old fisherman looked at Sun Mo in the midst of ridicule, and after taking a real look at him, he couldn't help being surprised: "How old are you?"

With this face, he is only in his 20s. To be able to walk into the sixth canyon at this age is an extraordinary talent!

No wonder Yue Changdao wanted to kill him.

This kind of person must be a big threat.

Yue Changdao frowned, didn't talk nonsense, and bounced straight up, shooting at Sun Mo like a shell fired from the chamber.

boom!

The grass on the ground was bent down by the strong wind blown by him, and stuck to the ground.

In the midst of a violent retreat, Sun Mo activated the divine insight technique.

Yue Changdao, the peak of the eighth level of the Thousand Life Realm.

Acquired Cangshan Overbearing Jue, a low-grade holy-level exercise.

She has a bursting personality and is ruthless.

Warning, danger!Danger!

A large line of red letters immediately came into Sun Mo's field of vision.

Yue Changdao was still more than five meters away from Sun Mo, but the sword had already been drawn.

Swish!

He just slashed casually, but Sun Mo felt an overwhelming aura, like a tsunami tens of meters high, slamming towards him fiercely.

Chapter 777

Seeing that the beggar man was so domineering, raising his hand to kill, Sun Mo really wanted to use the same method to return his sword skills back to him.

But intellectually refused.

Because by doing so, you will be severely injured.

Although the Great Universe Formless Divine Art is a holy-level peerless art, it is not omnipotent. If the strength gap between the two sides is too large, the advantages of the art will be more difficult to show.

Fortunately, magic skills are magic skills.

Sun Mo used the re-engraving, and in the field of vision, the movements of the beggar man immediately slowed down, and he also activated the indestructible body of the glazed golden body and the indestructible golden body.

Swish!

Cutting down with a big knife, a half-meter-deep ravine was directly plowed on the ground, which was more than ten meters long.

Just as Sun Mo dodged, the big knife slanted to the left again and slashed over.

Sun Mo waved his fist.

boom!

The fist collided with the side of the blade, and Sun Mo used his strength to fly back.

"Hehe, it's interesting!"

The old fisherman's eyes lit up.

Sun Mo was obviously using his strength to escape from the canyon.

Even the middle-aged and silent young man with a bun can't help but open his eyes.

This kind of thing is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do, after all, it is Yue Changdao, the direct disciple of Yue Ba, the tyrant who has rarely been defeated in Kyushu.

After the two moves failed, Yue Changdao's face changed slightly. He was already burning with anger. He was about to use his stunt to kill Sun Mo, but he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Subconsciously, Yue Changdao used the sword as a shield to block.

Noisy!

A beam of light shoots out.

too fast.

It was too late for Yue Changdao's block. Seeing the light beam shooting towards the front door, he twisted his waist and swung his arms in a daze. Relying on his strong body function, he avoided the vital point, but his shoulder was scratched.

There is no blood, but the smell of burnt flesh.

"what?"

The Vientiane Lingbo Technique is a very rare long-distance exercise, and there are very few participants, so Yue Changdao has never seen it before. Now that he has tried it, he is a little startled.

After being dazed, Sun Mo had already retreated.

"damn it!"

Yue Changdao cursed, feeling that his face was greatly hurt.

"This kid's skills are very good."

Comments from fishing veterans.

"It's more than that, it's definitely a holy grade, and there's more than one kind."

The man with the bun opened his mouth.

"Hey, our Great Master Sun, who has been silent for three years, finally spoke?"

The fishing old man joked.

"Yue Changdao, you are too domineering."

Sun Ming scolded.

"As expected of a famous teacher, this measure is too big. I can't do it. Anyway, I can't pass my knife, so don't even think about grabbing this piece of meat."

Yue Changdao retracted the knife and lay down on the lawn again.

"With your aptitude, I'm afraid there is no hope in this life. You might as well let that young man try it. Maybe we can get some inspiration."

The old fisherman laughed, but actually complained a bit.

It is really too difficult to rely on oneself to comprehend enlightenment. It is so difficult that there is a cannon fodder, so he was driven away like this. What a pity, what a pity!

"I also want to find cannon fodder, but what if the kid realizes it?"

Yue Changdao snorted coldly.

"how do I say this?"

The old fisherman frowned.

"If it's an old man, or even a middle-aged man, I don't care, but that young man, don't you think it's too young?"

Yue Changdao seemed reckless, but he was actually as careful as a hair: "This kind of genius has a high chance of comprehending something, so do you think people will tell us?"

"Unless he's stupid!"

The old fisherman shook his head.

"So it's better to drive away."

Yue Changdao killed Sun Mo not because he looked down on him, but because he was afraid of him.

"A young man who can learn such a powerful technique and is so talented must have a strong background. Yue Changdao, you are in big trouble."

Sun Ming's expression remained unchanged, but there was gloating in his tone: "If I remember correctly, he is wearing the teacher's uniform of Zhongzhou Academy."

"By the way, there are two stars on the school badge, indicating that he is a two-star famous teacher."

Sun Ming lamented that he had been retreating here for ten years, and he really missed a lot of things.

People in the famous teacher circle, I'm afraid they have forgotten me, right?

"My little tyrant, Yue Changdao, has hacked and killed hundreds of people since his debut. Who is he afraid of?"

Yue Changdao snorted coldly.

"Oh, let me add that the principal of Zhongzhou Academy is a sub-sage."

Sun Ming stayed in the God of War Canyon for too long, so he didn't know the fact that the old principal failed to attack the saint and fell into a coma.

"Although your master's reputation is great, it's no bigger than a sub-sage!"

The old fisherman sighed repeatedly: "Yue Changdao, this time you are miserable, you are going to die!"

"You are the one who is going to die!"

Yue Changdao despises: "I admit that that young man is of extraordinary quality, but this is the God of War Canyon, and he can't get in if he doesn't comprehend the true meaning of the murals. As long as I don't go out, he can't blow the whistle to lure people to kill me. You can't let Yasheng go out, can you?"

"Na Yasheng's style is too low."

Yue Changdao thought about it a long time ago: "I have been here for ten years, so I am not afraid of staying for another ten years. That young man has the ability to guard me at the entrance of the canyon!"

Sun Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, no wonder Yue Changdao was favored by Ba Dao and accepted as his personal heir. Don't look at the big and three rough, like a reckless man, but this thought is too meticulous.

"It's you guys, do you have any new discoveries? Let's talk about it together!"

Yue Changdao urged.

……

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, Sun Mo retreated with a gloomy expression.

"Ganli Niang, I'm so upset!"

Sun Mo remembered playing games in the past, those big players squatted at the entrance of the dungeon to kill the small players, preventing them from going in to fight monsters, upgrade and get equipment.