Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

With a loud bang, the entire space seemed to be enveloped by flames, and the temperature in the air also rose by a lot.    

"Rumble!"    

The figure of the Lihuo Piercing Fist struck out in all directions, carrying with it a massive and mighty might that whistled through the air, bringing about an overwhelming pressure.    

In front of the huge fist shadow, dozens of blue ice blades shot out. They formed a fan formation and ruthlessly chopped towards the fist shadow.    

"Chi la!"    

The icy-blue blade in the middle was flying at the very front, so it came the fastest. It stabbed into the fist shadows with an unstoppable force, slicing a hole in the blade.    

"Chi!" "Chi!"    

Then, a series of crisp sounds followed. Dozens of blue blades cut into the shadows of his fists.    

"Hmph, I thought the Martial Skills was very strong, but it turns out it's only this strong!"    

Seeing that his ice blade was actually able to break apart the fist image without any obstruction, Tong Junming could not help but sneer, and his eyes revealed undisguised disdain.    

However, as someone who understood Chu Mo, Yuezheng Hanrui was actually a little confused.    

It had to be known that although Chu Mo had never displayed a particularly strong Martial Skills or martial power, he had never lost.    

And at this moment, Chu Mo's expression was as calm as usual, giving Yuezheng Hanrui an extremely tranquil feeling.    

"That shouldn't be the case!"    

Without any reason, Yuezheng Hanrui kept having the feeling that Chu Mo's punch was not that simple.    

At this time, Yuezheng Hanrui's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the corner of Chu Mo's mouth without blinking, and saw a faint smile that was hard to detect.    

"He's here!"    

Unknowingly, Yuezheng Hanrui felt that Chu Mo should have some tricks up his sleeves.    

Sure enough, the force behind Chu Mo's right fist suddenly changed. He clenched his fist tightly, and what he held was nothing but nothingness, but instead an explosive "bang" sound, as if he had shattered a handful of air.    

After that, Yuezheng Hanrui and the rest were shocked to see the gigantic Mythical Flames Fist that was in the air suddenly shake, as though everything that was happening within the fist was being gripped tightly.    

Of course, that included Tong Junming's icy-blue colored blades.    

"Boom!"    

Clenching his giant fist, the ice-blue blade was immediately compressed.    

Seeing that, Tong Junming's pupils shrank, his fan moved slightly, attempting to control the ice blue blades to counterattack.    

However, Chu Mo had clenched his fist too tightly, even his teeth were tightly clenched, and was continuously pulling his fist in. The fist images in the air continued to shrink, and continuously become smaller, until it was only half of its original size.    

'Kacha! 'a cracking sound was heard.    

It was like an ice pick had been shattered, or a broken twig!    

With his sharp eyes, Yuezheng Hanrui immediately noticed that the blade in his fist had shattered.    

At the same time, Tong Junming also lost contact with the blade, his face turned slightly pale, but quickly recovered.    

However, once there was one, there would be two!    

"Kacha!" "Crack!"    

The explosive sound continued to reverberate throughout the arena.    

The icy-blue blades in the fist shadows shattered one after another, eventually disappearing without a trace. All that was left in the arena was a fiery red fist shadow that was like Li Huo.    

"Kill!"    

Chu Mo suddenly roared out loudly. His body shot out explosively, and with the shadow of his fist in the air, he charged straight towards Tong Junming.    

"Too much thinking!"    

The light in Tong Junming's eyes exploded, and instead of retreating, he advanced. The foldable fan in his hand whistled out, instantly setting off a wave of sharp force, which revealed an unparalleled cold Qi, causing people to shiver.    

Immediately afterwards, the cold energy condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and actually condensed into a one meter long blue ice shard in the air.    

The ice shards were incomparably sharp, and like the swords of the Deity, they pierced straight through the shadows of Li Huo's fists with incomparable accuracy.    

"Break for me!"    

With a shout, the ice spear exploded!    

Endless gusts of strong wind suddenly rose up, instantly slicing the fist shadows into countless pieces, which then melted into streaks of raging flames. The gusts of wind spread out on the spot, dancing with the dancing flames.    

Swish!    

Just then, Tong Junming shot straight through the flames.    

At that moment, Tong Junming did not wait patiently, but chose to take the initiative to attack, and actually wanted to take the opportunity and attack Chu Mo secretly.    

It had to be said that Tong Junming had chosen a very good time ? At this time, Chu Mo's Lihuo Fist Shadow had just reached its limit, and his Fire Spiritual Energy could not sustain its power anymore, so Chu Mo was simply unable to organize his effective strength, let alone retaliate.    

It could be said that at this moment, Chu Mo's only choice, was to retreat!    

But, how could Tong Junming give him the chance to retreat!?    

Tong Junming shot out like an arrow, instantly piercing through the endless flames and seeing Chu Mo.