boom!

Hong Tengyun stepped onto the battlefield and his aura soared into the sky.

However, Hong Tengyun was obviously stronger than Ding Peng's aura.

Seeing Hong Tengyun climbing to the battlefield, Su Mo's face turned cold.

He bets on Ding Peng to win five consecutive games, and now he has won four consecutive games. At this time, Hong Tengyun is on stage, and even a fool can see the opponent's intention.

On the battle stage, Hong Tengyun's face was full of a proud look, his head was raised high, looking down at Ding Peng, and said, "You are not my opponent, so it's better to admit defeat quickly, otherwise don't blame me if your bones are broken!"

When Ding Peng heard this, his face darkened and he frowned: "Your Excellency is too arrogant, right?"

"Arrogant?"

Hong Tengyun sneered and said, "Arrogance is based on strength!"

"I'll be polite if I'll give you five breaths, and if I don't admit defeat, I'm not polite!"

Hong Tengyun is very strong and full of confidence.

"Just let the horse come over!"

Ding Peng shouted loudly, his face was extremely solemn, and his aura surged wildly.

"Since you are looking for abuse yourself, I have nothing to say!"

Hong Tengyun sneered, suddenly took action, his big hand became a claw, and he suddenly grabbed Ding Peng.

The huge true qi claw shadow broke through the air and killed the enemy. The true qi claw was very huge. Each finger was as long as three meters long, completely locking Ding Peng.

Ding Peng danced his fists and waved his fists to fight.

boom!

With Hong Tengyun's attack, Ding Peng took five steps back.

Boom boom boom boom!

In the second strike, Ding Peng took ten steps back.

The third blow was bleeding from Ding Peng's mouth.

In the fourth attack, Ding Peng blew his blood from seven holes and threw it off the battlefield, not knowing life and death!

Hong Tengyun defeated Ding Peng with four moves, which inevitably caused a hustle and bustle around him.

"Awesome! Ding Peng is so strong that he actually lost in four moves!"

"This is Hong Tengyun, the direct descendant of the Hong family, a high disciple of the Lieyang Sect, and a genius of the eighth-level martial soul of the human-level martial arts!"

“…”

Hong Tengyun stood proudly on the battle stage, looking at Ding Peng who was smashing on the ground, and said disdainfully: "You are asking for death if you admit defeat!"

In the martial arts arena in the four seas, it is impossible to kill. As long as the warriors who are on the battlefield fight, they fight voluntarily. Even if they are killed, it is very normal.

After saying that, Hong Tengyun turned his head and glanced at Su Mo in the stands from afar, with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

Ding Peng lost in the fifth game, so Su Mo's bet naturally lost!

After Hong Tengyun defeated Ding Peng, he did not step down from the battlefield, but waited for others to challenge and prepared to continue fighting.

Su Mo's face was indifferent, and a ray of cold light flashed in his eyes.

This Hong Tengyun is simply too deceptive!

Su Mo is not a good person. If others bully him, he will fight back.

Swish!

Su Mo stood up, stepped down from the stands, and came to the blocking platform below, betting on all the remaining gold tickets on his body, about 160,000 taels.

If you defeat Hong Tengyun, you can only win one game!

Because, next, Hong Tengyun will be defeated!

Swish!

After crushing the bet, Su Mo flew away and stepped out and rushed to the battle stage.

When Hong Tengyun saw Su Mo step onto the battlefield, he raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What? He was so angry that he lost the bet? He also wanted to play with me?"

Hong Tengyun didn't take Su Mo seriously at all. He could not know his own strength.

Not to mention a warrior at the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm, even a warrior at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, it is impossible for him to easily defeat him.

"The bet is lost, but I will win it back soon!"

Su Mo chuckled.

"Oh, how can I win back?"

Hong Tengyun asked in confusion.

Although he saw that Su Mo had just gone to the gambling stage, he was not sure what Su Mo had blocked.

"Because, I can only win one game if I block you!"

Su Mo smiled coldly, with a mocking look on his face.

"What?"

When Hong Tengyun heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy and shouted coldly: "What an arrogant and ignorant person. For Luo Qianfan's sake, I won't kill you today, but I will traumatize you!"

Hong Tengyun's eyes became cold, like a poisonous snake.

Su Mo bet that he can only win one game, isn’t it mean that he will lose to Su Mo!

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you, you, go down!"

Su Mo Danmo spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly punched out.

The roaring fist force shattered the air and arrived in an instant.

Hong Tengyun hurriedly took action to resist, but his strength was 108,000 miles lower than Su Mo.

boom!

Hong Tengyun was directly bombarded, and after turning a few moments in the air, he fell off the battlefield.

With one move, Su Mo defeated Hong Tengyun.

"You...puff!"

Hong Tengyun was in a mess and got up in a dirt state, looking at Su Mo on the battlefield, with a look of horror.

He was about to speak, but his throat couldn't help but feel sweet and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"How could you be so strong?"

After a while, Hong Tengyun shouted with a blue face.

Su Mo stood on the battlefield, not looking at him at all, his eyes swept around, waiting for others to challenge.

Su Mo has already kept his hands. If he doesn't, how could Hong Tengyun survive?

At this time, the crowd in the stands also started to talk.

"Who is this kid? He defeated Hong Tengyun in one move!"

"This person is amazing, he must have the ability to fight beyond the level!"

"I guess this son is a genius disciple of the four major sects, otherwise his combat power would not be so strong!"

"I'll block him and win ten games in a row!"

In the stands, many people were optimistic about Su Mo and went to bet.

Some people bet that Su Mo can win eight games in a row, some bet that he can win ten games in a row, and some bet that he can win fifteen games in a row.

In the stands, Luo Qianfan had a faint smile on his face.

He knew Su Mo's strength best. If Su Mo failed to defeat Hong Tengyun in one move, he would be surprised.

Next to him, Qingjue looked cold, glanced at Luo Qianfan and said, "Luo Qianfan, this Su Mo is probably not simple!"

"Miss Qingjue, you can also try it on stage!"

Luo Qianfan said with a smile.

Qingjue sneered and said arrogantly: "If he can't win twenty games in a row, he will not be qualified to let me take action!"

Luo Qianfan heard this and said nothing, and shook his head slightly.

He knew that Qingjue was very strong, much stronger than Hong Tengyun, but it was basically impossible to compete with Su Mo at the same level!

Even Luo Qianfan himself thinks that he will definitely lose if he fights Su Mo in the same level!

Nangong Lin felt that his combat power was strong enough! He was still killed by Su Mo.

Luo Qianfan is looking forward to it now. How many games are Su Mo able to win in a row? Is there any hope of achieving a hundred consecutive victories?

On the battlefield, Su Mo waited for a while and finally welcomed his second opponent.
To be continued...