Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Chen Mo didn't want to offend anyone. Since entering the ancient ruins, he had never taken the initiative to make enemies with anyone. When he met people, he would hide from them if possible. He behaved in a very low-key manner and did not attract attention.

But he never expected that this "non-competitive" attitude would also make him a target.

To put yourself to the test is to risk your life.

Since the other party asked him to die, he naturally wouldn't pretend anymore.

As for offending Bai Po and the Immortal Pavilion?

It wants to commit suicide, and is afraid of offending others.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience burst into an uproar.

Huang Lingling and Huang Su looked at Chen Mo with surprise.

After a brief moment of daze, Feng Xuan revealed a gloating expression.

Originally, he was worried that if Chen Mo survived because of luck and did not trigger the skeletons, then all his words would be in vain and he would also lose face for his family.

But now that he heard Chen Mo say such arrogant words, he was no longer worried.

As expected, after hearing what Chen Mo said, Bai Po was also stunned for a short time. It would rather doubt that it had heard it wrong than to believe that a human boy with no background and in the early third realm dared to speak to it like this.

It's simply outrageous.

But judging from the looks of the people around him, he was not mistaken.

"Boy, do you know what you are saying? If you kneel down and beg for mercy and apologize now, and then listen to me and try it obediently, I might be able to spare you this time." There was an ice-cold look in Bai Po's tiger eyes, and a strong murderous aura surged towards Chen Mo.

"Are you deaf? Who do you think you are? You are just a beast. How dare you command me?" Chen Mo said.

quiet!
Unparalleled silence!
If it is the first sentence, it can be barely said to be a slip of the tongue.

But now, it's completely a slap in Bai Po's face.

The disciples of Yunxiao Sect, Wanfa Sect and other forces all watched the show with their arms folded.

They will not share the same hatred with Bai Po.

Instead, he felt somewhat gloating when he saw it being provoked and insulted by an unknown guy who was weaker than him.

Prince Peng even fanned the flames, saying, "Even a kid in the early stage of the third realm doesn't listen to you. It seems that your title as the young master of the White Jade Tiger Clan is nothing more than this. It's too lame."

Speaking of the latter part, Prince Peng shook his head contemptuously.

This is also what it really thinks.

An unknown kid dares to challenge the "authority" of the young master of the White Jade Tiger Clan. Isn't this cowardly?

Huang Lingling was frightened by Chen Mo's words.

This is no longer a mere provocation, but an insult pointing at the nose.

The White Jade Tiger Clan is a race that possesses the bloodline of the mythical beast White Tiger. Among the demon races, it is a royal family.

You are directly calling it a beast, which is a very serious insult.

Huang Su was also very anxious and looked at Chen Mo with concern. She knew that Chen Mo's strength was more than what it seemed on the surface. She even thought that he was stronger than Feng Xuan.

But Bai Po is not only the young master of the White Jade Tiger Clan, but also a disciple who is being trained by the Immortal Pavilion. The strength he possesses is more than what it seems.

Saying this completely offended Bai Po.

But she could understand.

Bai Po has been forced to this point, what's the difference between this and committing suicide?
We're all going to die anyway, so we might as well show some blood.

Dongfang Nishang couldn't help but look at Chen Mo with higher regard.

In fact, the impression that Chen Mo had left in her mind before was that he was a bit timid and cowardly.

But now, he actually dared to go against Bai Po.

These might be the angry words spoken when one is forced into a desperate situation, but no matter what, Dongfang Nishang really admires his act of resistance.

Pity.
Similarly, Dongfang Nishang didn't think that Chen Mo was a match for Bai Po.

"court death."

A half-smile appeared on Bai Po's furry tiger face, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations began to burst out from his body. The momentum was so strong that even the air was vibrating.

Its back bent downward, its head and tail arched, its body grew more than ten times larger, its powerful limbs were filled with explosive power, and its body, like a cannonball, shot directly towards Chen Mo.

Although it is only a young tiger, it is only in its early twenties according to human age, and its strength is in the late third realm. But who among the cultivators who have reached the perfection of the third realm present dares to underestimate it?

Even though it was injured now, it couldn't be insulted by a young boy in the early stage of the third realm.

It would tear him apart.

Looking at the white soul rushing towards him, Chen Mo just glanced at its forehead.

598999.

His strength is comparable to that of Feng Ning, who has reached the third realm perfection.

"God Burning Method"

Chen Mo muttered silently in his heart, then clenched his fists, took a big step forward, and a defensive gust of wind formed around his body, colliding with Bai Po who was rushing towards him.

"Oh!"

Bai Po hit Chen Mo with his tiger claws, which were as hard as earth-level magic weapons. At the moment of impact, a loud sound of metal rang out, and then a visible spiritual power shock wave burst out, and the ground under Chen Mo's feet was cracked into cracks.

"boom!"

However, as soon as the cracks appeared, everyone saw that with the impact of Chen Mo's punch, Bai Po, who was rushing towards them with great momentum, actually let out a scream, and then his huge body flew backwards at an extremely fast speed.

"Little Lord."

After Bai Po flew backwards several feet, he was caught by a disciple of the Immortal Pavilion from behind to relieve the force. Otherwise, Bai Po would have been smashed into a big pit by Chen Mo's punch.

quiet!
The whole place was silent, even quieter than before.

Everyone stared at this scene in amazement, and then swallowed their saliva. No one expected that Bai Po, the young master of the White Jade Tiger Clan, would be knocked away by a single punch.

Even if Bai Po was injured, it was not something a kid in the early third realm could do.

"You are a disgrace to our demon clan. It seems that your reputation is far greater than your strength." Prince Peng continued to add fuel to the fire and became even more contemptuous.

If it knew some Internet buzzwords, it would probably tell Bai Po directly: "You should quit the demon clan."

Fengying and Huang Lingling's eyes almost popped out of their sockets in shock.

"Is this Chen Mo?"

"When did he become so strong?"

"Could it be that someone has taken over his body?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Feng Xuan's face changed when he saw this scene, and his lips turned a little pale. He found it hard to accept this scene.

It is impossible for a kid who entered the ancient ruins and luckily broke through to the third realm to have such strong strength.

"It seems that I didn't recognize the value of gold and jade." Dongfang Nishang whispered in her heart, she was wrong.

The disciples of Yunxiao Sect and Wanfa Sect, who had conflicts with Bai Po, immediately laughed and said, "Oh, it seems that the tiger has turned into a sick cat."

"In my opinion, you should try it yourself."

"Well said, hahaha."

...

"Roar."

"Get lost!" Facing the contemptuous glances from all around and the ridicule from the mouths of those who held those glances, Bai Po roared angrily, shaking away the Immortal Pavilion disciples who were checking on him. His fierce tiger eyes swept towards Chen Mo, saying, "So this is a secret method to improve your strength. No wonder you are so arrogant."

Bai Po seemed to want to tell everyone through these words that it was not that he was bad, but that the other party had used a secret method to improve their strength and he was careless.

However, apart from Feng Xuan, few people would care about what he said.

In the eyes of most people, luck, magic weapons, and skills are all part of a person's strength.

All they know is that you were knocked flying by Chen Mo’s punch.

Bai Po took a deep breath, and his gloomy expression became even gloomier, as if he was about to turn into water.

It stared at Chen Mo, with murderous intent in its eyes.

Even more powerful spiritual power fluctuations, like a storm, burst out from his body, shaking the air.

A powerful oppression loomed.

“Tiger Evil, he actually forced Bai Po to use Tiger Evil.”

Someone whispered.

Tiger Evil is an innate talent of the White Jade Tiger Clan. Like the secret technique, it can also temporarily enhance a certain amount of strength.

"You're useless. You even have to use Tiger Evil to deal with a cultivator in the early stage of the third realm." Prince Peng couldn't help but say.

At the same time, it also understood that Bai Po was going to avenge the humiliation of that punch just now.

"Oh no, Bai Po is serious. I'm afraid Chen Mo is in danger." Dongfang Nishang said.

"To be able to have this performance, it can be considered as dying without any purpose."

Feng Xuan hadn't finished his sneering words when he suddenly let out a scream. A faint light flashed and he flew backwards.

"Bang bang!"

Feng Xuan's head was bleeding and his body flew backwards into a pile of rocks outside the pit, breaking several large rocks before slowly coming to a stop.

This sudden scene startled Feng Ying and Feng Ning, who were closest to Feng Xuan.

Then they discovered that it was Chen Mo who attacked Feng Xuan.

"Chen Mo, what are you doing?!" Feng Ning was furious.

But Chen Mo didn't even look at him. He withdrew his gaze from the place where Feng Xuan landed, feeling a sense of pity. If Feng Xuan didn't have a life-saving trump card, that punch just now would have probably killed Feng Xuan.

That’s right, now that things have come to this, Chen Mo is no longer afraid of offending one more person.

Not to mention, Feng Xuan had already hated him to the core.

However, Feng Xuan did not die, and he could not "finish the job" because Bai Po pounced on him again.

In the air that passed through, there were hot and violent waves emanating.

In Chen Mo's eyes, Bai Po's power instantly soared to 777799.

"The innate magical power of the White Jade Tiger Clan is simply powerful. The pressure is almost as strong as that of Prince Peng."

Those who had fought with Prince Peng were whispering to each other.

Prince Peng did not refute this. Now Bai Po's momentum was indeed catching up with it.

"I'm afraid Chen Mo won't be able to show off his power this time."

The disciples who had conflicts with Bai Po felt sorry for Chen Mo.

"No, his aura is still surging. What kind of secret method is this to be so terrifying."

Jiang Liang's gaze had been fixed on Chen Mo. At this moment, he sensed that the other party's aura was still rising, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"It doesn't look like a secret method of burning qi and blood to increase strength." Liu Yuan had a sharp eye and saw something unusual.

"This guy." Fengying looked at Chen Mo with a complicated expression.

"bring it on."

Chen Mo has pushed the Divine Burning Technique to its extreme, and his strength has soared. At the same time, Bai Po's figure appears in front of him.

"To die."

A faint light flickered on the white tiger claws, and it immediately transformed into three dazzling silver lights, covering the sky and earth, pointing directly at the vital points of Chen Mo's body.

This attack was intended to take Chen Mo's life.

However, facing Bai Po's powerful attack, Chen Mo was not afraid at all. He punched out again, and the power of his fist directly crushed the three silver lights that were covering him. Then his fierce fist collided heavily with Bai Po's tiger claw.

Chen Mo was clearly a mortal body, but the moment his fist collided with the white tiger claw, there was a sound of metal and sparks flew.

"Oh!"

After Bai Po resisted for a few breaths, a powerful force instantly spread throughout its body, causing it to utter a muffled groan, which was a sign of blood rushing to its throat. Then its huge body flew backwards.

But this time, after Bai Po flew backwards more than ten feet, he stabilized himself, and then tried his best to suppress the surging blood in his body, so as to prevent the blood that had already risen to his throat from spurting out of his mouth.

That would be really embarrassing.

But even so, everyone was amazed when they saw this scene.

"This Chen Mo is so capable. He is only in the early stage of the third realm, but he was able to repel Bai Po twice."

"Have you observed that his spiritual power is as strong as that of a person who has reached the third level of perfection? This shows that his foundation is extremely solid. He has definitely broken through the spiritual realm and cultivated to the seventh level of the spiritual realm."

"Look, he seems to be a physical cultivator."

Someone noticed the metallic luster on Chen Mo's skin.

"Oh my god, if the three levels of spiritual body cultivation are all reached to the extreme, wouldn't it be able to surpass the ancient and modern times?"

"Surpassing the past and present? How dare you say that? Not to mention that his path to physical cultivation has been cut off, whether he can survive Bai Po's clutches is still unclear."

"Oh no, Bai Po has used his magic weapon."

"..."

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Po spat out a dagger from his mouth.

The blade is as crystal clear as ice, the blade edge has a crystal luster, and there is a white tiger head carving on the handle, with a sharp gaze and majestic and domineering appearance.

Only when you look at this dagger from a distance can you see that its overall shape resembles the fangs of a ferocious beast.

"White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade? No, no. How is this possible?"

The moment Jiang Liang saw the dagger, he suddenly started talking to himself.

"No, this is indeed the White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade, but it is a replica." Liu Yuan's eyes were sharp.

"What, White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade?!"

The two people's words caused an uproar.

The White Tiger Sky-Splitting Blade, according to legend, was forged by a powerful spirit who combined his own Dao rhyme with the spirit of the white tiger, and used the fire of the stars and the iron of heaven and earth to forge a blade that could split the sky.

It is also a magical treasure of the spirit race.

However, according to legend, this magical treasure was destroyed long ago during the war between the elves and humans.

"Yes, it is indeed a replica. If I am not mistaken, it should be made of the fangs of a white tiger." After hearing Liu Yuan's words, Jiang Liang looked at it again and saw some traces. He then said, "Although it is only a replica, its power is probably far beyond that of ordinary earth-level magic weapons."

"This kid actually forced Bai Po to this point. Even if he dies next, he will be able to leave his name in the Tianxing Realm."

(End of this chapter)