150: The combat power is against the sky, and the fist town is extraordinary!

The available attribute points had reached a staggering 14,000-plus.

Mo Fan took a deep breath and began to crazily add points.

An hour later, Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He carefully sensed his own state and let out a sigh of relief.

The Virtual panel flashed, and the attribute panel popped up.

【 Name: Mo Fan 】

【 Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Seventh Level (+) 】

【 Cultivation Technique: Innate Art - Foundation Establishment Scroll, Breath Concealment Art, Sword Nurturing Art (Beginner), Purple Jade Turns to Smoke (Second Layer) 】

【 Martial Skill: Vajra Fist - Foundation Establishment Scroll, Golden Body Art (Second Layer) 】

【 Special Ability: Alchemy (Minor Accomplishment), Fist Intent (Perfection), Magic Array (Grandmaster), Field (Grandmaster) 】

【 Storage Space: 100 cubic meters (+) 】

【 Available attribute points: 100 】

His cultivation had successfully broken through to Foundation Establishment Seventh Level.

Only 100 attribute points remained.

Looking at this result, Mo Fan felt a bit of heartache.

Over 14,000 attribute points were almost completely consumed, yet his cultivation had only barely broken through to Foundation Establishment Seventh Level.

And this was only the result after he had actively cultivated in the Secret Realm, absorbing the Origin Qi in the air, which saved him one or two hundred attribute points.

"It's too terrifying. These attribute points are equivalent to more than 14,000 Spirit Stones..."

Mo Fan sighed endlessly.

His consumption was too terrifying.

Mo Fan had to wonder once again if the energy level of the Spirit Stones was too low, causing most of it to be lost during conversion.

If not for this wave of Origin Stones.

He wouldn't know when he would have been able to save up over 14,000 attribute points.

Fortunately, the result was good.

At least his cultivation had improved.

He carefully sensed his own strength.

Mo Fan discovered that, as he was now, he could kill two or three of himself from over an hour ago with one punch.

"Breaking through from the third to the fourth level, and from the sixth to the seventh level, both result in a small transformation.

"Two consecutive transformations have caused my combat power to increase significantly.

"As I am now, if I use the Golden Body Art, I should be able to counter-kill Yang Yi, who is at the Transcendence Fourth Level."

Foundation Establishment Seventh Level killing Transcendence Fourth Level?

Mo Fan felt it wouldn't be a problem.

After all, the Golden Body Art was a "Divine-Grade Martial Skill" that far exceeded the limits of this world. Once used, his combat power would skyrocket, and killing enemies across a major Realm would be no problem.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan focused slightly.

Now, he still had a top-tier movement technique, Wind Riding, in his hands.

After learning it, his combat power could increase just a little bit more.

But at this moment, there was clearly no extra time to learn it.

Because, in his perception.

Yang Yi had already stumbled her way here, and in at most a few seconds, she would discover the clues and walk into the courtyard.

Sure enough, three seconds later, Yang Yi, dressed in a red long dress with a cold and glamorous temperament, appeared.

She looked at Mo Fan coldly, killing intent blooming in her eyes, no longer hiding herself.

"No wonder you could be taken in as a Disciple by the Chixia Peak Master as an exception.

"With your superb Magic Array attainments, your future is boundless."

To be able to set up such a terrifyingly effective confusion Magic Array in such a short time, making her circle outside the gate for an hour.

Yang Yi felt that Mo Fan's Magic Array attainments were clearly Heaven-Defying.

After sighing, Yang Yi stopped talking nonsense.

Her expression turned cold, her jade feet tapped lightly on the ground, and she flew towards Mo Fan.

Swish!

A flash of sword light flew out in an instant, fast as lightning.

Unknowingly, Yang Yi had already unleashed the Shadowless Sword Technique, coming to kill Mo Fan.

The Shadowless Sword Technique, also known as the Absolute Shadow Sword Art, involves very small movements when executed, but its speed is so fast that one cannot even catch a glimpse of the sword's shadow, and its lethality is extremely terrifying.

The Transcendence-level Absolute Shadow Sword Art was far more powerful than when Xu Jing used it during the Outer Sect promotion exam.

The silver-white sword light flashed by, as if tearing through space and crossing time, giving a feeling of extreme oppression.

With a swish, the sword light appeared before Mo Fan's eyes, thrusting fiercely into his chest.

The speed was too fast; Mo Fan couldn't even react in time.

Clang!

A sharp sound rang out.

A small hole was torn in Mo Fan's chest, and a golden light flashed across his body.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yi's face was filled with astonishment; she clearly hadn't expected this result.

To be stabbed by her sword and actually remain completely unharmed?

What kind of freak is this?

Or does he possess a defensive supreme treasure?

However, there was no extra time for her to think.

The next instant, a golden fist imprint magnified before her eyes, like a sun about to explode.

Clang, clang, clang!

Yang Yi retreated while swinging her sword, barely resisting Mo Fan's attacks, exchanging dozens of blows in an instant.

However, the more they fought, the more shocked Yang Yi became.

The opponent was too strong!

He clearly only had Foundation Establishment cultivation, yet his combat power was ridiculously strong, directly suppressing her, who had Transcendence Fourth Level cultivation.

If not for her speed advantage, Yang Yi felt she might not have even been able to last a single exchange.

Sword light shone brilliantly, fist imprints raged.

In just a few breaths, the large courtyard was smashed to pieces by the rampaging energy, directly collapsing, with sand and stones flying and dust filling the sky.

Yang Yi retreated continuously, barely resisting Mo Fan's terrifying golden fist imprints.

At the same time, she also continuously struck back with her sword, even managing to strike Mo Fan from time to time.

But it was useless; she couldn't even break through Mo Fan's defense.

"You, what exactly is going on with your body?"

She gradually realized that Mo Fan was relying on his own strength, not a defensive supreme treasure!

Because from beginning to end, she had not sensed the aura of any supreme treasure!

Thinking of this, Yang Yi's eyes were filled with horror and extreme astonishment.

With her cultivation attainments, let alone a mortal body, even a Vajra body could be smashed into powder with one sword strike!

When using Sword Intent, she could even split a mountain with one strike!

Yet now—

"Good opportunity!"

Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and taking advantage of the opponent's moment of distraction, he suddenly channeled the Golden Body Art to his arm.

A golden light flashed by, and Mo Fan took a deep breath, throwing another punch, bringing up a violent whirlwind like a black hole, sweeping up tons of stones from the ground.

"Die for me!"

He punched out, like a great sun exploding, the world roared, and space twisted as if it were about to collapse.

This punch was much faster than before, and Yang Yi couldn't dodge in time, being hit head-on.

She didn't even have time to scream before she was directly blasted into a blood mist, dissipating into the air and disappearing.

The huge stones fell, smashing a deep pit into the ground.

A moment later, a piece of bright red clothing corner drifted down, proving that Yang Yi had once been in this world.

Seeing this, Mo Fan frowned.

Except for this piece of clothing, Yang Yi left nothing behind.

At that moment, Mo Fan clearly sensed an inexplicable force suddenly appear, devouring Yang Yi's flesh and blood and the overflowing energy.

"This damn place is a bit scary..."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan picked up the clothing, crumbled it into powder, and tossed it into the air.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, rest in peace."

Having resolved the hidden danger of Yang Yi, Mo Fan felt much more at ease.

"It's a pity, that punch was too fierce, Yang Yi's Spatial Storage Device seems to have been blasted, and the things inside were instantly crushed—"

Mo Fan regretted not controlling his strength well.

As a Transcendence Realm Outer Sect Genius, it was impossible for her not to have good things on her.

"I must be more careful next time, it's too much of a loss—"

Shaking his head, Mo Fan stopped thinking about it, and he also seriously pondered the battle just now.

"If my speed had been able to keep up just now, I could have ended the battle in two or three seconds—"

After pondering for a moment, Mo Fan sat cross-legged on the spot, set up a Magic Array, and continued to Cultivate.

Half an hour later, Mo Fan finished cultivating.

"Done!"

His expression tightened, and he used his consciousness to connect to the Virtual panel to check his attribute information.

【 Martial Skill: Vajra Fist - Foundation Establishment Scroll, Wind Riding, Golden Body Art (Second Layer) 】

Except for the addition of Wind Riding in the Martial Skill column, everything else remained unchanged.

"After using the movement technique, speed can increase by 30-40%, which is not bad.

"If I had learned Wind Riding before, I probably could have hammered Yang Yi to death in a single exchange."

After familiarizing himself slightly with the Wind Riding movement technique in the courtyard, Mo Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Just at this moment, a rustling sound rang out, and two figures quietly appeared.

"Finally here." Mo Fan smiled and looked towards the courtyard entrance.

Luo Chuan and Jiang Liu walked in.

The moment they saw Mo Fan, killing intent flashed in their eyes and then vanished.

Before Yang Yi entered the city, she had sent a voice transmission to the two of them. Requesting their help, she had promised benefits they could not refuse.

The two of them appeared in the courtyard carrying killing intent.

But very quickly, looking at the devastated courtyard, the two discovered something was wrong, and couldn't help but look at Mo Fan, subconsciously asking: "Where is Junior Sister Yang?"

"Guess?" Mo Fan looked at them with a half-smile.

Seeing this, their expressions changed drastically, and an absurd thought arose in their minds.

Not having time to think carefully, the two gasped and turned to retreat.

"Want to leave?" Mo Fan smiled.