"The wind blows in the nine heavens!"
The strong wind roared and strangled towards Yan Ba, and the sharp sword light accompanied the strong wind, like a ray of starlight.
drink!
Yan Ba ​​shouted angrily, and tried his best to activate the true energy in his body. He swung the long sword and tore the strong wind apart with one knife.
But the sharp sword light flashed through his shoulders and slashed hard on his shoulders.
Puff!
The body-protecting true energy was cut through, the sword light flashed, and blood splattered, and a sword mark that was one foot long and visible to the bone appeared on Yan Ba's shoulder.
ah!
Yan Ba ​​cried out and his figure retreated again.
Yan Ba's face was as pale as paper, and blood was spewing out like a flood with a gate open on his shoulders.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Ba ​​lost weight and was depressed.
The blood spurted out turned into streams and rushed towards Su Mo, and Su Mo was wrapped in blood.
"What kind of magic skills have you practiced? Can you actually control my blood?"
Yan Ba ​​roared angrily, his face full of horror.
The fool can tell his current situation that all his blood was pouring towards Su Mo, and it was clearly because Su Mo used some kind of magic skill to force it out.
"Diet, no right to know!"
Su Mo's voice was indifferent, his hands were constantly in his hands, his swordsmanship was faster, and the long sword turned into a phantom and attacked in succession.
Yan Ba, who was seriously injured and mentally depressed, could no longer resist.
Chichichichichi!
The sound of a sharp blade piercing the body kept coming out. After a round of attacks, Su Mo stopped and returned to the sheath of the sword.
Opposite him, Yan Ba's tall body stood still, and his terrified expression was frozen.
The next moment.
Puff!!!
A blood line appeared on Yan Ba's chest, neck and forehead.
Bang!
The bloodline cracked and blood flowed. Yan Ba's body fell heavily, making a dull sound.
Su Mo glanced at Yan Ba's body with a blank expression on his face.
Killing Yan Ba ​​is not too difficult for Su Mo.
However, the other party was a peak warrior at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm. His true energy and blood energy were quite huge. However, after devouring this moment, Su Mo's physical strength increased a lot.
It can be said that Su Mo's devour in the battle, and his strength is gradually increasing.
The stands in the four sides were boiling after a moment of silence.
"Strong! So powerful!"
"Yan Ba, an inner disciple of Fengling Island, is dead!"
"Su Mo is really incredible. He must have practiced some strange secret technique that can control the blood in other people's bodies and reduce the opponent's strength!"
"Su Mo has won 102 games in a row, which is comparable to Jin Yang's record among the four heroes of Tianyue!"
The stands were boiling.
The Sixth Prince stood up with a solemn expression on his face, and he also wanted to meet Su Mo.
A look came, and the Sixth Prince turned his head and saw that it was Luo Qianfan.
Luo Qianfan sat not far away and shook his head gently at him.
The sixth prince raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and sat down again.
On the tower in the distance, Elder Yuan and a large group of managers in the martial arts arena looked gloomy. They didn't care about Yan Ba's life or death, they cared about the losses in the martial arts arena.
Su Mo has won a row to this point, and every extra win will cost a huge price to fight the battlefield.
It can be said that if Su Mo wins 150 games in a row, the entire four-sea martial arts arena will be wasted one year's income!
This is something that cannot be accepted in the martial arts arena!
But if Su Mo really reaches that level, no matter how unwilling they are, they will still have to give this huge reward.
Their martial arts arena has been opened for hundreds of years, and it is impossible for them to destroy the city walls by relying on their good reputation.
So, what they have to do now is to find ways to stop Su Mo from continuing to win streak.
"Who can defeat him?"
Elder Yuan asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face.
A group of managers looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all smiled bitterly.
Shaoqing, a middle-aged manager said: "We didn't expect that after a hundred consecutive victories, he would not rest and continue to fight. Now, when he contacted other seventh-level masters of the Lingwu Realm with powerful combat power in the outside world, it would be too late. He could only let some of the blockers below do their best!"
"It's strange that this boy has been fighting for so long, not only has he not seen any fatigue, but he has become more and more braver as he fights!"
The middle-aged manager looked puzzled and sighed a long time ago.
"No matter how strong he is, he still has a bottom line!"
Elder Yuan also sighed, waved his hand, and said, "You go and arrange it! Try to organize a group of masters, and don't give him time to breathe!"
Elder Yuan had a headache. It had been a long time since there was such a warrior with such a powerful combat power. For a moment, he was powerless.
"yes!"
Several managers received the order and sued their orders.
District 7.
Su Mo stood quietly on the battle stage, waiting for others to challenge.
Whoosh!
A strong young man, holding a spear in his hand, rushed to the battlefield.
"I'll learn your master's tricks!"
The young man clasped his fist at Su Mo, shook his spear, pierced the air, and rushed towards Su Mo like a poisonous snake.
Boom boom!
Su Mo's combat power was fully activated and under the martial soul, he cut the man off the battlefield with two swords.
This person's strength is far worse than Yan Ba.
After this period of battle, Su Mo already had a rough idea of ​​the ability of martial souls.
For the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, activating the martial soul is enough to weaken half of the opponent's strength.
When facing a seventh-level warrior in the Lingwu Realm, it can probably weaken the opponent's strength by about 30%.
Even if it is only 30% of its strength, it is already very amazing.
If a seventh-level warrior of the spiritual martial arts realm who is completely comparable to Su Mo's combat power, his strength will be suddenly weakened by 30%.
Su Mo was sure to kill the opponent within ten moves.
Whoosh!
For the next period of time, warriors kept coming to the stage and challenging Su Mo.
These people are extremely powerful and have strong combat power, but they are still no match for Su Mo and they are defeated one after another!
In addition to not being released, Su Mo's martial soul has been activated to the extreme. It can not only defeat the opponent faster, but also swallow a large amount of true qi and blood.
One Hundred and Five Games!
One Hundred and Six Games!
...
One hundred and seventeen games!
One hundred and eighteen events!
Not long after, Su Mo had won 118 consecutive games.
The more battles, the stronger Su Mo's strength was. He swallowed a lot of other people's true energy and blood energy, and his physical strength was once again enhanced. The physical strength alone was already comparable to the combat power of an ordinary peak warrior at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm.
Whoosh!
Another warrior stepped onto the battlefield.
This is a short and strong old man with glittering eyes and a surging momentum.
"It's Mr. Zhong who came on stage!"
"Haha! Old Zhong's defense is invincible at the same level. Let's see how Su Mo breaks it!"
In the stands, many people recognized the short and strong old man.
On the battlefield.
The short and strong old man smiled at Su Mo and said, "My friend, your strength is admired by me. Although I can't defeat you, it is impossible for you to defeat me in a short time!"
The short and strong old man is very confident and smiles lightly.
"Oh? Is that?"
Su Mo also became interested when he heard this. In addition to sword intent, his current strength has been almost revealed. His combat power is obvious to all. This person can still say this, and he is obviously confident.
Buzz ~~
The next moment, the old man released his martial soul.
The old man's martial soul is an illusory golden bell, which is not of high level, but is just a human-level seventh-level martial soul.
The Golden Bell's Martial Soul Bell's mouth is downward, directly covering the old man completely.
The old man's true energy was surging and injected into the golden bell. The golden bell suddenly shone with golden light, dazzling and almost condensed into the physical body.
"My friend, my defense is still unbreakable in my same level!"
The old man said loudly, with a strong sense of confidence on his face, and said, "Today, I will let you see what invincible defense is! Take action!"
The old man was obviously not ready to attack, so he just launched the strongest defense and let Su Mo attack him.
His purpose of coming to power this time is not to defeat Su Mo, but to consume Su Mo to the greatest extent.
Chapter completed!