In fact, the divine realm of the martial artist was not the same as the divine realm that Chen Mo understood, and the divine realm of the martial artist was not as powerful as Chen Mo imagined.

Chen Mo's vision and strength were not only many times higher than those of the martial artists on the earth, but the divine realm in his eyes was naturally higher than the real divine realm of the martial arts realm.

It's like a poor man and a rich man, and in the eyes of the poor, 10,000 dollars may be a lot. However, in the eyes of the rich, 10,000 yuan is also the price of his meal.

And Chen Mo is naturally the rich man, and he is also the rich one.

Nangong Yu snorted coldly: "You're right, I haven't fully reached the God Realm, but it's enough to deal with you." Sometimes, as long as the 'quantity' reaches enough points, it can naturally cause the 'quality' to change!"

"Now, I'll show you what I've learned from my thirty years of retreat!"

This time, Nangong Yu was not bluffing, his figure disappeared directly in place, and the next moment he had already come to front of him, and the speed was not even pressed by Chen Mo at all.

"Although I haven't been able to fully reach the God Realm, I will use all the means of the God Realm, and it is more than enough to deal with you!"

Nangong Yu threw more than a dozen punches in one go, and the power of each punch seemed to be able to tear through the void.

Chen Mo didn't dare to slack off, and responded cautiously, the two figures were staggered, hitting from the ground to mid-air, and from mid-air to the ground.

The powerful fist style made those Chen family members who were kneeling on the ground tremble.

They are just ordinary people, and a random punch blow to them is enough to keep them in bed for a month.

The onlookers couldn't take their eyes off it, looking at the figures of Nangong Yu and Chen Mo who kept tossing and turning, and screamed again and again.

"The speed of these two people is too fast, with the strength of my inner realm peak, I can't even see them attack clearly!"

"I couldn't see clearly, I could only see two blurry figures flying around. ”

"It's not that you can't see it, it's that they're so fast that if you can throw a dozen punches in one go, maybe you can see their attacks clearly. ”

"Nangong Yu is a figure who became famous decades ago, and it is reasonable that he is strong, but Master Chen looks no more than twenty years old, why is his strength so strong?"

This young martial artist asked the doubts of most of the people present, Chen Mo's strength was too strong, so strong that people wondered if he would be the reincarnation of an old monster.

The few hidden old monsters sneered and said: "There has never been a shortage of geniuses in this world, and the most important thing in martial arts is understanding and root bones, followed by exercises, and Master Chen should not be able to stand all of them, and it is expected that he can have this kind of strength." ”

"I see, I'm really curious about what kind of exercises Chen Mo is cultivating?" said the young martial artist's eyes lit up.

In mid-air, the battle between Nangong Yu and Chen Mo had become more and more intense, and the attacks of the two were getting slower and slower as time went by.

However, the space at the center of their battle seemed to be different from what it was elsewhere.

That's a sign that the spiritual power is being drained.

Ordinary martial artists have a limited amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Power that they can absorb, but God Realm martial artists are different, each of their attacks has a huge power, and this power is all supported by a massive amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.

This is the reason why Chen Mo spent so much effort in the battlefield of the Five Kingdoms to exchange spirit stones from the hands of the players of various countries.

The strength of an immortal cultivator, every time he improves a small realm, he needs a huge spiritual power to assist, far more than the spiritual power required for a martial artist's cultivation.

Although Chen Mo and Nangong Yu's speed was slow, the power of each of their attacks became stronger.

Bang!

The two punched each other again in mid-air before separating.

Neither chose to continue the attack, but stopped and looked at each other.

Nangong Yu said with a serious expression: "Master Chen, I'm curious, where did you come from, your exercises don't belong to any line of the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm at all! And you are so young, you can have such strength, which is not common sense in the Martial Arts Realm at all!"

"Could it be that you are not a martial artist at all?" Nangong Yu said at the end, his face suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.

Chen Mo said lightly: "It doesn't matter where I come from, the important thing is that if you have this strength, then you will die today!"

Nangong Yu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, boy, you are really arrogant, no wonder you even dare to kill people from my Nangong family!"

"If you think that the Divine Realm is just this bit of strength, then you are very wrong, the Divine Realm, even if I can't fully reach it, it is also the Divine Realm! It's not something an ant like you can understand!"

Chen Mo sneered: "I've become an ant instead." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let me see what I'm really capable of! It's too late, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Nangong Yu suddenly shouted: "Rampant!"

"Suffer death!"

Nangong Yu jumped up, and pointed into a sword, pointing obliquely at the sky.

"I'll let you see the transformation from 'quantity' to 'quality'!"

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Force around Nangong Yu suddenly became restless, and Chen Mo could feel that the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan Force was converging towards Nangong Yu's body.

A dazzling golden light appeared on Nangong Yu's hand, exuding a dazzling brilliance in the sun.

The surrounding martial artists felt the changes in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, and looked at the dazzling golden light in Nangong Yu's hand, and they actually felt a sense of fear.

There was a hint of suspicion on the faces of those old monsters, and suddenly, one of them was shocked and said: "This is Nangong Yu's stunt that has been famous for decades, Scorching Sun!"

"Scorching Sun, back then, Nangong Yu relied on this stunt to be almost invincible among martial artists of the same level, and now that he has cultivated to break through again, I'm really curious about what kind of power will it be once the Scorching Sun Yao who has reached the god realm is used?"

Chen Mo looked at Nangong Yu in mid-air like a small sun dazzling, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "I actually felt the spiritual power that only immortal cultivators can only feel in him!"

"He actually cultivated spiritual power!"

"Cultivating spiritual power with martial arts techniques, this person is worthy of being the first person to be a grandmaster thirty years ago!"

At this moment, Chen Mo admired Nangong Yu a little.

Chen Mo had learned about those cultivation techniques in the martial arts world, and knew how difficult it was to cultivate the spiritual power that only immortal cultivators could use through those cultivation techniques in the martial arts world.

However, Nangong Yu actually succeeded.

"This is what he said about the transformation from quantity to quality, and he really did it!"

Li Sufang's face turned pale, and she grabbed Chen Jingye's arm tightly: "Do you say Xiao Mo can win?"

Although Li Sufang is a strong woman, she is a mother after all, and her concern is chaotic.

Chen Jingye patted his hands and comforted: "Don't worry, Xiao Mo will definitely win!"

Chen Kuang knelt on the ground, looking at Nangong Yu in the sky like a round of scorching sun, with a hideous expression: "Chen Mo, you are dead, you are dead!"

Nangong Yu was suspended in mid-air, like a god and a demon, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly: "Mole ant, let you see my true strength!"

"Sunshine!"

With a loud roar, Nangong Yu pointed at Chen Mo's hand, and the dazzling sun in the sky slammed down on Chen Mo.

"Ahh

Chen Ke'er's little girl couldn't bear to look directly, closed her eyes in fright, clenched her little fists and secretly prayed for Chen Mo: "Brother Chen Mo, you must win!"

The powerful force stirred up gusts of wind, the corners of Chen Mo's clothes flew up, and his hair kept dancing, but Chen Mo didn't move, standing quietly in place, like a giant facing the storm alone.