"Morical martial arts!"
Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The martial arts and martial arts he practiced were obviously all of them belonged to the devil's way. He did not expect that Tianling Sect would also allow his disciples to practice the devil's way of martial arts.
This person is a disciple of Motian Peak. It seems that Motian Peak may be the same as its name. Most of its disciples practice magical martial arts.
This person's punch is quite powerful, and his vast fist strength is comparable to that of ordinary fifth-level warriors in the True Gang Realm. However, this strength is not taken seriously by Su Mo. He can defeat the opponent with his physical strength alone.
But Su Mo didn't want to defeat the other party immediately, otherwise, there would be no warriors of the same level who dared to challenge him next!
Seeing Xiang Ming's punch coming, Su Mo raised his fist and punched out the same punch, shaking the opponent's fist force.
boom!
With a loud bang, the energy exploded, and Xiang Ming's fist force was easily shattered by Su Mo.
"I have some strength, take my second punch again." Xiang Ming shouted lightly, and his body flew into the air, punched again, and hit the air.
The black fist is vast, like a black meteor falling to the earth, and demonic shadows appear in the fist, and the demonic energy is radiant.
"Broken!" Su Mo was still as fluffy as he was, and punched him straight, breaking the opponent's attack again.
"So powerful?" Xiang Ming frowned, his face a little solemn. It was obvious from his two punches that Su Mo's strength was no worse than him.
"I don't believe that your strength can surpass me!" Xiang Ming shouted angrily, raised his fist, endless energy surged, and the black magic light and magic energy were radiating.
"War the Demon and Kill the Way!"
With a punch, the black fist force turned into a huge word "kill", and the cold murderous intent was biting.
The word "kill" breaks through the air, and it strangles Su Mo to kill him a hundred feet in an instant.
"It's interesting!" Su Mo raised his eyebrows. The power of this attack was quite extraordinary, almost equivalent to the attack of a peak warrior at the fifth level of the True Gang Realm.
Su Mo still did not draw his sword, and his body was shining with golden light. As the word "kill" was approaching, his golden fist blasted straight out, and the word "kill" was in the middle.
Bang!
Without any surprise, the word "kill" immediately collapsed and disappeared without causing any damage to Su Mo.
"This...how is this possible?"
Xiang Ming's face changed completely, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, because this punch was almost his peak blow. There were as many as six of the fifth-level warriors in the True Gang Realm who had died under this punch, but now, this punch was easily smashed by Su Mo.
"Continue!" Su Mo smiled slightly, then took the lead and punched the opponent.
"Dragons travel around the world!"
With a punch, the dragon roar shook the sky, and the colorful fist turned into a colorful dragon, heading towards the darkness.
Su Mo has never practiced any powerful boxing skills. Although this Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist is of a low level, it is completely enough to deal with Xiang Ming.
"break!"
Xiang Ming is not weak either. He has practiced his magic skills very thoroughly. The power of the Demon Fist is powerful, which easily destroys Su Mo's attack.
Next, the two of them attacked and kept punching, and the shadows of fists roared in the sky, collided and exploded.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them regretted each other nearly a hundred punches.
"Su Mo, you can't defeat me. I see you are a swordsman, draw your sword!" Xiang Ming shouted.
"Yeah?"
Su Mo chuckled and was no longer ready to continue playing with the other party.
With a thought, all the nine spiritual vortexes in the body started to circulate, and the unparalleled Gangyuan flowed in the body.
"I hope you can take this punch!"
"Dragon fights Hoshino!"
Su Mo shouted loudly, and his fist suddenly burst out. The violent colorful fist light was like colorful divine light, extremely huge, filling the entire platform. Among the colorful fist light, dragon shadows roared and roared, shaking the earth.
"What?" Xiang Ming was shocked. The punch made his scalp numb and he dared not resist. However, if he dodged, he would have to withdraw from the battle stage, and that would have been defeated.
"War the Demon and Kill the Way!"
He gritted his teeth and Xiang Ming's fists together, and used his unique moves again. Two huge words "kill" were used to face Su Mo's fist.
boom!
The colorful fist's power was unparalleled, and it was invincible all the way. It directly shattered the two words "kill" and the aftermath instantly hit Xiang Ming's body.
puff!
A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Xiang Ming was instantly knocked away and flew out of the battle platform from afar.
"Xiang Ming was defeated and eventually lost to Su Mo!"
"But the strength of the two of them is not much different, and Xiang Ming is just a little inferior!"
"Su Mo is really extraordinary, he is worthy of being the evil genius of Qingtian Peak!"
Everyone who followed this battle was talking and marveled at Su Mo's power.
Huang Yao looked at Su Mo on the battle stage, and her eyes were filled with brilliance.
After biting his red lips lightly, Huang Yao's heart moved, she looked at Hong Qingxuan, and said with a smile: "Junior sister Hong, Su Mo is really a peerless genius. I will definitely have more contact with him in the future."
Hong Qingxuan was stunned when she heard this, then she frowned slightly and said, "Don't tell me whether you are in contact with him or not!"
"Haha! What's the matter with Junior Sister Hong? Su Mo is your friend. Of course I want to talk to you!"
Huang Yao chuckled, her eyes fluttered, and said, "Although Su Mo is not bad at talent, she is still far apart from those inner disciples with advanced cultivation. I believe Junior Sister Hong doesn't like it either, so why not just match us!"
A hint of displeasure flashed in Hong Qingxuan's eyes, and she said lightly: "If Senior Sister Huang likes him, she can pursue it by herself. If he likes you, he will naturally not reject you. Why do I need to match it?"
"Haha! Then thank you Junior Sister Hong for Ji Yan!"
Huang Yao had a smile on her face. Although her appearance was not as good as Hong Qingxuan, she was not bad either. There were many men who were proactive in showing goodwill to her. If he took the initiative to pursue Su Mo, the other party would probably not refuse.
Hong Qingxuan's face was faint, but a sense of crisis flashed in her heart. The more Su Mo's light shines, the more women she will attract!
On the battlefield.
Su Moyao looked at Xiang Ming, who was shot off the platform in the distance, and said aloud: "You are defeated!"
Xiang Ming stopped, his face looked a little pale, and there were still blood on the corners of his mouth.
"You're just a move that beats me!"
Xiang Ming said with a ugly expression: "If I use the power of my martial soul, it is not certain who will win or lose!"
Even he himself believed Xiang Ming's words. He did not use his martial soul, and Su Mo also did not use his martial soul. The most important thing is that his martial soul is relatively special and the increase in combat power is very small, so he did not use the power of the martial soul.
Saying this is just to make him look better in appearance.
"Take the 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones!" Su Mo was too lazy to debate with the other party. Why do you need to say more if you have decided to use the power of the martial soul? Su Mo sneered in his heart. If he used the power of the martial soul, the warriors of the same level would instantly become mummy.
"Hmph!" Xiang Ming snorted coldly, and unwilling to hand over 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones. Then, he was not willing to stay for a moment, and he showed his figure and left quickly.
Su Mo put away the spirit stones and was overjoyed. One hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones are equivalent to one hundred million low-grade spirit stones. One battle can win 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones. If it can fight hundreds of games, that would be fine!
However, it is unlikely to fight hundreds of games. If others know his strength, they will not be able to play without the confidence to win.
Shaoqing, Su Mo looked around the sides of the canyon above and said loudly: "Who else is willing to fight!"
This time, no one came to challenge again. Su Mo shouted three times and waited for a quarter of an hour, but no one came to challenge again.
"Why!"
Su Mo sighed inwardly and frowned slightly. If this continues, there will be no battles.
Immediately, Su Mo raised his head and prepared to relax the limit on his cultivation level one level.
At this moment, a purple rainbow came quickly in the distance in the sky, and in the blink of an eye it came over the canyon.
"I'll fight you!"
Inside the purple rainbow is a young man in purple robe, his eyes are like lightning, looking directly at Su Mo.
The arrival of the young man in purple robe made the entire gambling valley quiet, and it immediately became an uproar.
Chapter completed!