"Is the Shadow Clan so strong?" Su Mo was skeptical when he heard this. Except for the Batian Clan, few people in the same level can be opponents of the Shadow Clan geniuses. This is a bit exaggerated, right?
"The reason why the Shadow Clan is powerful is not only because it has natal magical powers, but also its war soul!" Xu Ming said.
"There is a war soul?" Su Mo was surprised. Most of the ordinary aliens have no war souls, and few aliens have war souls.
No wonder this Shadow Clan is ranked 16th in the Ancient Ten Thousand Clans list, and it turns out that there is a fighting soul.
"yes!"
Xu Ming nodded, then looked at a tall and tall young man with long hair hanging down in the Shadow Clan, with a look of respect and said, "This person is the number one monster in the Shadow Clan, named Dark Sword. He has the 14th-ranked Wanhua Divine Sword War Soul, which is extremely terrifying, and ranks eighteenth on the Holy King List!"
In his words, Xu Ming's voice was full of reverence. Faced with such genius, their chances of winning did not exist.
"War Soul of the Wanhua Divine Sword?" When Su Mo heard this, his eyes flashed. This person actually had the fourteenth-ranked battle soul on the ancient martial soul list.
This powerful war soul was something he had never seen before. He had defeated many geniuses in Tianhuang, but had never seen such a ranking war soul. Unexpectedly, he could see it as soon as he arrived in Xuanhuang.
What surprised Su Mo even more was that Xuanhuang actually had a list of Saint Kings.
However, this person has such a powerful battle soul and is actually ranked 18th in the Holy King, so it must be common in other aspects.
When his cultivation reaches the realm of Martial Saint, the comprehensive combat power of a warrior is not controlled by the ability of a war soul.
Fighting techniques, martial arts, secrets, bloodline constitution, war soul, etc. are all factors that determine the strength of a warrior.
Even if there is a war soul that is the number one in the ancient martial soul list, the cultivation of other aspects will not be as good as the others, and the strength will not be very terrifying.
"Yes! This kind of war soul is very powerful, not something we can imagine!"
Xu Ming sighed, then looked at Su Mo with some surprise, and said, "The Dark Sword is very famous in Xuanhuang. Has Su Mo never heard of it?"
"Of course I've heard of it, but I just didn't have the chance to see it!" Su Mo smiled. He came from the age of time, but where had he heard of the other party's name?
"The battle is about to begin. Brother Su, you will definitely gain your knowledge!" Xu Ming looked into the field and said in a deep voice.
Su Mo looked up and saw an ugly eight-eyed clan member among the Eight-Eyed Clan, strode to the field.
This man was wearing a black suit, with a shaved beard on his face, and his eight eyes on his forehead were gloomy, and he looked very scary.
"Windthunder God Sect, who will fight with my Tongqiu?"
The Eight-Eyed Clan in Black looked around the disciples of the Fenglei God Sect and shouted loudly.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and in the camp of the Fenglei God Sect, Junior Brother Huo came on stage.
This junior brother Huo, named Huo Yun, has beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, unique temperament, and has a cultivation level in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
This first battle begins in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
"Huo Yun, you are no match for me at all. You dare to play?"
The Eight-Eyed Tribe Tong Qiu saw that Huo Yun was on the stage and immediately showed disdain.
This kind of battle is held once every six months. It is not his first time to fight, and it is not his first time to fight.
A year ago, he fought with Huo Yun, and the other party was no match for him at all.
"I was not an opponent before, but it doesn't mean I am not an opponent now!" Huo Yun had a firm look on his face.
"Okay, let you taste the taste of failure again!"
Tong Qiu sneered, and the huge aura on his body rose, and the void within thousands of miles of his body exploded instantly.
Huo Yun was not showing any weakness. A sword light flashed in his hand and a sharp silver sword appeared, and the sword power soared into the sky.
The two of them did not rush to take action, and the two huge momentums kept colliding, causing the void to explode continuously.
"good!"
In the camp of the Fenglei God Sect, Elder Jiang nodded slightly. Huo Yun's strength has improved a lot in the past six months.
"Shengxiao, what kind of chance do you think Huo Yun has to win?" Elder Jiang asked 'Senior Brother Wan' beside him.
"The chances of winning are between five or five!" Senior Brother Wan hugged his arms in front of his chest and said in a deep voice.
"Yeah!" Elder Jiang nodded. He also felt that Huo Yun's chances of winning were between 50 and 50.
"Junior Brother Huo will definitely not disappoint us!"
"Junior Brother Huo will definitely win!"
"I have confidence in Junior Brother Huo!"
Many disciples of the Fenglei Shensect spoke one after another, and they all had a lot of confidence in Huo Yun.
"Huo Yun will definitely lose!"
At this moment, a faint voice sounded, which made everyone stunned.
Swish!
In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked at Su Mo, because this statement came from Su Mo's mouth.
Su Mo was speechless when he saw this. All he told was the truth. These people seemed unhappy.
"Su Mo, how can you judge that Huo Yun will be defeated?" Elder Jiang's face turned gloomy. Su Mo's words were simply blowing everyone's morale.
"I feel that the momentum is not strong enough!" Su Mo smiled. The reason why he could judge that Huo Yun would definitely lose was of course because he had his own basis.
How powerful his mental power and how sharp his perception was. In his perception, there was a powerful force gathering rapidly among the eight pupils of the pupils of the pupils.
This power is so strong that Huo Yun can't resist it.
Of course, he could see that Tong Qiu was powerful, but it was difficult to say it, so he could only say it like this.
Elder Jiang's face looked very bad. Su Mo was simply nonsense. He didn't even see Huo Yun's weak aura. How could the other party see it?
"You have the best of your cultivation, but you dare to speak nonsense here? You are simply ungrateful!" Senior Brother Wan shouted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Su Mo, you should keep some good deeds!"
Senior Sister Lin shook her head and a bitter smile flashed across her face. This new junior brother is really a weirdo. His cultivation is not high, but he seems to be able to do anything.
Before, I not only wanted to participate in the war, but now I also want to comment on the outcome!
"Look at the result!" Su Mo shook his head, too lazy to talk to everyone. At this moment, the battle had begun.
In the field, Huo Yun took the lead and slashed at the Eight-Eyed Tribe's Tong Qiu with a sword.
This sword is really not weak, with a powerful sword energy running across the sky, carrying an incomparable murderous intent and attacking Tong Qiu.
Huo Yun had almost no reservations and did his best when he took action.
His war soul was a long sword, with great power, and his body was filled with purple light and blood power.
Seeing this, Su Mo's eyes slightly condensed. This person's fighting spirit was not outstanding, but his bloodline was very powerful, and he was definitely a very powerful bloodline constitution.
Facing Huo Yun's attack, the Eight-Eyed Tribe Tong Qiu sneered and punched him out.
The fist seal is like a mountain, and the fist force is as vast as the sea, which immediately shattered Huo Yun's sword energy.
Then, Tong Qiu immediately used his natal magical powers. In his eight eyes, eight sharp white lights burst into the sky, like sharp arrows, attacking Huo Yun.
This pupil is similar to the bloodline pupil technique of the Blood Pupil Clan, and is even more powerful.
Under the attack of these eight eye pupils, Huo Yun could only resist with all his strength and no longer had the power to counterattack.
Tong Qiu's eight eyes attacked like a storm, endlessly.
The white light, like a sharp arrow, is extremely powerful and sharp, constantly shooting into the sky.
Huo Yun was not weak, but he could not resist it for a long time. After just a few breaths, he was hit by the white light and flew backwards, scattering a lot of blood along the way.
There was almost no suspense in the battle between the two, and Huo Yun was defeated.
"this……!"
The people from the Fenglei God Sect were stunned. Tong Qiu's strength had increased so much, and he easily defeated Huo Yun.
Chapter completed!