Yet the ferocious hurricane turned Lin Mo's clothes into dust, and the Blood Demon Vine imdiately transford into a dark soft armor, covering his body, making him appear like a War God standing between heaven and earth.
"How is this possible? He actually survived the Ten Thousand Erosion Hurricane; he must have treasures on him!" exclaid the black-haired elder in shock.
"It seems he has so skills to be capable of killing Qiu Huo with an Interdiate Star Sea Level cultivation realm."
Luo Hong pursed his lips but did not speak. Lin Mo's performance was indeed a bit surprising, but this alone was not enough for him to surrender the mysterious statue. His eyes slightly narrowed, focusing on Lin Mo with increasing seriousness.
Other onlookers in the square also showed expressions of surprise. Among such martial arts, even Star System Level early-stage experts had to avoid its sharpness. Unexpectedly, Lin Mo erged unhard from the hurricane, surpassing everyone's expectations.
This was because Lin Mo had cultivated the Beast Transformation Map, along with comprehendings of the Thunder Law and Gold Principle, making his flesh reach the formidable level of a Star System-grade Magic Treasure.
Amidst the crowd, Zhou Xinyue's bright eyes sparkled with excitent as she gazed at the youth in the sky, the anxiety on her face diminishing significantly, replaced with a sense of anticipation.
"Elder Mu, now it's your turn to take my punch!"
Lin Mo clenched his fists, and powerful True Yuan instantly roared out, a faint wave of energy gradually forming in the air.
"Lin Tanyu, you wish to kill , but you don't have the skill!" Elder Mu gritted his teeth; today was a day of great humiliation for him, unable to kill Lin Mo and losing face in front of so many people, his anger overshadowing so of his rationality.
With those words, Elder Mu extended his palm, slowly gathering dots of light within, and a small Black Hole appeared in his palm, absorbing countless light spots. Then, a terrifying energy erupted from within the Black Hole, forming a substantive giant Handprint, blasting towards Lin Mo.
"Purple Shadow Holy Fist!"
Lin Mo exuded a faint purple glow, then moved, explosive sounds echoing through the world, cutting through thorns and thistles... Subsequently, purple shadows lingered in the air, with True Yuan surging mightily.
A purple Punch Mark suddenly blasted forth, the rolling primordial power causing the world to lose color.
Upon contact between the purple Punch Mark and Elder Mu's black Handprint, a semi-transparent ripple swept open, the entire world seemingly plunged into a dead silence, the waves of their collision causing giant cracks to split the ground of the square.
The purple Punch Mark struck the black Handprint, and the black Handprint, like brittle jade, suddenly cracked and imdiately shattered, appearing almost ineffective. Following this, the purple Punch Mark struck fiercely at Elder Mu.
At this mont, Elder Mu's body, like a kite with its string cut, flew backward for a kiloter, continuously spitting blood from his mouth, his ridians were utterly damaged, and even his Dantian was directly shattered... His Life Aura quickly dissipated, and he was killed outright by Lin Mo's slap.
The mbers of Refining God Pavilion were terrified, for Elder Mu was the strongest of the four elders, yet he hadn't managed to subdue Lin Mo, instead being slapped to death by him.
Perhaps the mont Elder Mu died, he finally recalled the aning of Lin Mo's words in the box––never regret today's actions.
The tens of thousands in the square fell into dead silence, none expecting the one they underestimated would actually kill Elder Mu.
Among the crowd, Zhou Xinyue's beautiful eyes flashed with bright excitent, gazing at the figure standing tall in the sky, showing a slight expression of surprise and delight; this ti she didn't choose the wrong person.
Already, many people realized that the Purple Shadow Holy Fist used by Lin Mo was a martial art above the Heaven Rank, hence possessing such power; many eyes illuminating with fervor. It might be the legendary Boundary-level Martial Arts, though it was rely speculation since Boundary-level Martial Arts are extrely rare, with few witnessing them.
"Luo Hong, do you dare to fight?"
Lin Mo looked down at Luo Hong seated in the wooden chair, speaking coldly and loudly.
The world once again plunged into silence. Lin Mo had killed Elder Mu and now sought to challenge Luo Hong, the Master of the Refining God Pavilion division––it seed he truly wished to oppose the Refining God Pavilion.
The other three elders of Refining God Pavilion were exchanging glances. This ti, Refining God Pavilion's reputation was undeniably tarnished; a Star Sea Level High-level cultivator had slain the Star System Level early-stage Elder Mu, a slap in the face for Refining God Pavilion.
Even Luo Hong, who had never regarded Lin Mo seriously, gripped the armrest with slight force, pulverizing it into dust before slowly rising, his gaze sharp as lightning, fixed upon Lin Mo, "Lin Tanyu, you've killed Elder Mu of our Refining God Pavilion. If I don't kill you today to avenge Elder Mu, I fear I'll chill the hearts of our Refining God Pavilion mbers!"
"Don't just talk, fight with all your strength!"
Lin Mo shouted coldly, determination gleaming in his eyes. Facing a Star System Level Interdiate expert, he dared not underestimate him, even though the difference was but one level; the disparity was considerable. Otherwise, Elder Mu wouldn't have strived so hard to enter the Star System Level Interdiate stage.
Moreover, Luo Hong, capable of being the Master of a Refining God Pavilion division, possessed unfathomable strength.
"Fine, I shall fulfill your wish today!" Luo Hong's gaze blazed with icy cold fury, stomping the ground forcefully, spider-web-like cracks erging beneath his feet, his figure shooting forth like a Flowing Light towards Lin Mo.
"Little brat, I spared you once on Wuta Star, but it seems you don't know what's good for you. Today I'll personally kill you." Luo Hong's eyes bore violent intent; his palm struck, fingers forming hooks, filling the space with sharp True Essence Force.
Lin Mo channeled True Yuan throughout his body, gathering it in his fist, attacking directly without retreat, throwing a fierce punch at his opponent. Upon the clash of fists, overwhelming power surged into Lin Mo's body, causing him to retreat rapidly.
Simultaneously, Luo Hong's figure also flew backward about a hundred ters, a hint of surprise appearing on his face. With his power, killing a Star Sea Level High-level cultivator was akin to crushing an ant, yet upon contact, he discovered Lin Mo's formidable strength.
"You have so skill, but today you must die!" Luo Hong's eyes narrowed, icy coldness emitting from his body.
"Master Luo, who will erge victorious in the end, remains undecided!"
Lin Mo took a deep breath, gradually adjusting his True Yuan within. Engaging in a battle exceeding two levels, especially against Refining God Pavilion's Master, Lin Mo dared not be careless. Yet, equally, his heart brimd with confidence and anticipation for this battle...
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