Su Mo did not step down, but was still standing on the battlefield, waiting for others to challenge.

Moreover, from now on, he is not ready to go on. He will fight until the end of the battle and the end of the martial arts.

Whether it is the murderous intent of Luo Tianfeng disciples or the normal challenges of other peak disciples, he will never refuse.

Do you overwhelm the heroes?

Then start from now on!

Su Mo's fighting spirit began to boil. From now on, he wanted to change the rules. This battle platform was his arena, and he was the one who guarded the game.

Anyone who wants to challenge, come on!

Su Mo's heart is arrogant, domineering, and fierce, but these are rarely shown in him.

The scene was silent, and no one came on stage to challenge Su Mo for the time being. Everyone from other peaks knew that Luo Tianfeng's people would definitely not let Su Mo go, and were waiting for Luo Tianfeng's people to take action.

On the top of Luo Tianfeng's camp, Elder Wei was almost furious. The fall of two elite disciples made him breathe rapidly, and the murderous intent on his body was almost condensed for substance.

"Who will kill him?" Elder Wei's voice was cold and he asked Luo Tianfeng's disciples on both sides.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

"I'll do it!"

As soon as Elder Wei finished speaking, three young men stood up immediately.

Among the outer sects of Luo Tianfeng, these three are basically the strongest except Xiang Tianyang. Each of them has the strength of a warrior at the first level of the True Xuan Realm, and even stronger.

All three of them were angry and had murderous intent on their eyes, and wanted to kill Su Mo and then hurry up!

Elder Wei glanced at the three of them, pondered for a moment, and then his eyes fell on one of the tall and strong young men.

This tall and strong young man has a tangled muscles all over his body and shines with grayish white light, giving people a strong sense of strength.

"Fan Jing, go!" Elder Wei said. The reason why he chose tall and strong young man was not because the other party was the strongest, but because the other party was ruthless.

In fact, the strength of these three people is almost the same, but Fan Jing is the most cruel one. His killings basically kill people into pieces.

So Elder Wei chose this person without hesitation.

The tall and strong Fan Jing nodded, then without hesitation, stepped out and quickly landed on the battlefield.

Bang!

Fan Jing did not use Gangyuan, and his body fell on the battle platform. The violent downward force made the huge battle platform tremble slightly, making a dull sound.

When everyone saw Fan Jing coming to the stage, they immediately took a breath of cold air.

"It's Fan Jing. It seems that Luo Tianfeng wants to crush Su Mo directly!"

"Fan Jing is a strong body refining man, and his strength is very terrifying. Even if he is not as good as Xiang Tianyang, it is almost the same!"

"Can Su Mo defeat Fan Jing?"

"Not necessarily, no one knows where Su Mo's limit is. However, if he doesn't have a trump card, he should not be Fan Jing's opponent." Someone analyzed.

On the top of the Qingtian Peak camp.

"Second Senior Sister, do you think the Eleventh Junior Brother is Fan Jing's opponent?" Feng Shaoyu asked.

"Don't know!"

An Nuan shook her head. She felt that Su Mo's body was covered with a layer of fog, making it impossible to see the depth. When you think you have reached his limit, he can burst out with stronger strength.

An Nuan was quite curious about what the limit of this junior brother was.

"Second Senior Sister, if the Eleventh Junior Brother is defeated, you must rescue him in time." Feng Shaoyu said, it was not that he didn't believe in Su Mo's strength, but that his opponent was getting stronger and stronger.

"Yeah!" An Nuan nodded gently. Hua Saiyu was seriously injured. She must not let Su Mo have any trouble, otherwise she would not be able to explain to her master after she went back.

                                                                                                                              

Su Mo looked up at Fan Jing with a expressionless face.

"Su Mo, if you can die in my hands, you will be in vain for your life!" Fan Jing's eyes looked like a blade, and he looked at Su Mo extremely coldly.

Su Mo didn't speak, but just looked at the other person quietly.

"Your strength is indeed good, but you will die today!"

Fan Jing smiled coldly, Shaoqing, he saw that Su Mo was still silent, frowned and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"Waiting for you to finish your last words!" Su Mo said indifferently.

"court death!"

When Fan Jing heard this, murderous intent shot out in his eyes, and then a silver giant axe appeared in his hand.

This giant axe is quite exaggerated, with a handle of more than one meter long, and the axe is as big as a door panel.

The Gangyuan surged, and Fan Jing's momentum was infinitely higher, like a powerful God of War. At the same time, the grayish-white light on his skin was constantly flashing, and the explosive muscles kept wriggling.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Fan Jing rushed out like a tiger coming out of the cage, a wealthy wolf pounced on his food, and instantly rushed to Su Mo's front.

"Die!"

A loud shout shocked the earth, and the silver giant axe was like a bolt of lightning, carrying a thousand pounds of force and slashed at Su Mo.

This axe is extremely powerful and has the power to destroy the world. It is enough to cut off rivers and to split mountains.

"Are you a strong body refining person?"

Su Mo's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the giant axe that was slashing down like lightning, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Bang!

Su Mo moved, stepped on his feet, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards the giant axe that had been slashed.

Zhu Tian Sword is surrounded by colorful sword energy, bursting out with a thousand-foot sword light, and the nine spiritual vortexes are running wildly. Peng Bai's Gangyuan surges on Su Mo's body, golden scales are covered layer by layer, and the huge shadow of the ancient dragon elephant roars to the sky.

.

"cut!"

The Sword of Zhu Tian cut through the sky, tore everything apart, and slashed out with the huge axe.

Seeing that Su Mo did not hide or avoid him, Fan Jing wanted to fight him, and a hint of joking appeared in his eyes.

His axe is so powerful that it is no problem to split a thousand-foot peak. Even Xiang Tianyang dared not take it head-on, and Su Mo actually wanted to fight him!

In Fan Jing's joking gaze, the giant axe and the long sword collided with each other.

boom!

Like a meteorite falling to the ground, the huge explosion sounded deafeningly, resounding for hundreds of miles.

The energy exploded in all directions, causing the space to be twisted.

The joking gaze in Fan Jing's eyes froze instantly, and he felt an indescribable force hitting the giant axe in his hand.

This great power is like a mountain falling, like a vast sea rushing, so powerful that it cannot be described.

The huge power instantly shook Fan Jing's palms into blood mist, and his flesh and blood exploded instantly, and blood spurted.

Whoosh!

The giant axe and the Zhutian Sword touched each other, and in just a moment, the giant axe was knocked away directly.

Without both hands, how could Fan Jing hold the giant axe?

Su Mo's sword of the Heaven-Slaying Sword was slashed by in an instant and slashed down.

Puff!

The Zhutian Sword hit Fan Jing's forehead, and the sword light slashed to the end, and Fan Jing was immediately chopped in half.

Wow!!

The blood is mixed with brain matter, and the red and white are sprayed together, making it extremely bloody.

Bang!
Chapter completed!