boom!

The two swords fought each other, and a loud bang, deafening.

Su Mo's full body strength was completely condensed on the gem sword in his hand.

roar!

A huge phantom of the divine elephant suddenly flashed on Su Mo, roaring to the sky, shaking the world!

"What is this? Is it quite similar?"

"It's a martial soul. It turns out that Su Mo's martial soul is quite similar!"

The crowd saw the phantom of the divine image on Su Mo's body and talked.

"What?"

When the two swords fought each other, Zhao Fu only felt an indescribable force, hitting the sword in his hand. His body suddenly shook violently, his whole body's qi and blood flowed backwards, and the tiger's mouth collapsed.

Whoosh!

The sword in Zhao Fu's hand was immediately shocked.

The opponent's long sword flew away, and Su Mo's sword had no more obstacles.

Chih!

The sword light flashed, slashing across Zhao Fu's neck, bringing up a bloody arrow.

Hoho! Hoho!

Zhao Fu's eyes widened, and a sound of horror came from his throat. He wanted to speak, but his throat was seriously leaking, and he couldn't say a word.

Bang!

After a while, Zhao Fu's body fell heavily and followed Shen Qing and Ding Tao's footsteps.

Su Mo glanced at the other party's body and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

There is no doubt that Zhao Fu's strength is so strong that it would never be so easy for him to kill the opponent without using his sword intent.

But the other party actually wanted to fight him in close combat. Isn’t this seeking death?

Su Mo's physical strength has been greatly improved recently, and has already exceeded 10,000 kilograms, with a total strength of more than twenty-five tigers.

Without using true qi, he can defeat ordinary peak warriors at the second level of the Lingwu Realm without using his physical strength alone, and can compete with the third level of the Lingwu Realm.

With Su Mo's four spiritual vortex powers, the two are superimposed, and the fourth level of the spiritual martial arts realm cannot stop it.

The first-level warrior of the Lingwu Realm realm has the power of the true qi attacks around the power of fifteen tigers. Every time the cultivation level is increased by one level, the power of ten tigers can be increased almost by about five thousand kilograms.

The fourth level of the Lingwu Realm warrior has almost the power of forty-five tigers. Even if Zhao Fu is strong, he will only have the power of fifty tigers at the top.

Although Su Mo's true qi strength is slightly weaker than Zhao Fu, with the strength of the twenty-five tigers, how powerful Zhao Fu can block it!

The crowd under the battlefield was dull and they were already a little numb!

Su Mo killed Shen Qing, killed Ding Tao, and destroyed Zhao Fu, showing his domineering and arrogant attitude.

Zhao Fu said that the three swords killed Su Mo, but the opposite was true. Three swords, he was killed by Su Mo!

"Yan Qi, Feng Zilan, why don't you two go to the stage to fight?"

After killing Zhao Fu, Su Mo's eyes turned and he stared at Yan Qi and Feng Zilan in the crowd.

These two people have already been on Su Mo's list of kills, especially Yan Qi, who has repeatedly provoked him. If it weren't for Yan Qi, how could Su Mo have started a war with the Tianmeng?

"Su Mo, if you kill the three of me, Tianmeng, you will die today, and you will still dare to be arrogant!"

Yan Qi and Feng Zilan sneered when they heard this, and Yan Qi shouted fiercely.

"You two are also geniuses of human-level eighth-level martial souls. You don't dare to fight with me alone human-level sixth-level martial souls. It's such a waste!"

Su Mo's face was full of sarcasm.

Although Su Mo's martial soul level has reached the eighth level of human level, this is his secret. When he entered the sect, he only showed the sixth level of human level martial soul.

"you……!"

Yan Qi and the others were speechless, their faces turned red and blue.

They did not dare to fight Su Mo. Although both of them had already broken through to the second level of the Lingwu Realm, they were very afraid of Su Mo who could kill the fourth level of the Lingwu Realm.

"Um?"

At this time, Yan Qi's heart moved and suddenly thought of something.

Martial soul?

How did Su Mo's martial soul turn into a barbarian elephant?

Before joining Fengling Island, Yan Qi and Su Mo had some holidays in Linshui City, so when he entered the sect, he paid special attention to Su Mo's martial soul.

I remember that at that time, the martial soul released by Su Mo was a martial soul similar to a vortex.

But during the battle just now, the martial soul flashing on Su Mo's body turned into a barbarian elephant!

strangeness?

How can the martial soul change?

Yan Qi was puzzled, and suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed in his heart.

Yan Qi's eyes suddenly widened and was startled by his thoughts.

He once heard from the older generation of strong men that there are some special warriors on the Cangkong Continent. They not only have one martial soul, but also have two kinds of martial souls at the same time.

It has two kinds of martial souls at the same time, and is called twin martial souls.

All warriors with twin martial souls are peerless geniuses.

Even the two kinds of martial souls they possess are only human-level sixth and seventh-level martial souls, and their martial soul talents are even better than those of the earth-level martial soul warriors.

"Does Su Mo have twin martial souls?"

Yan Qi's heart couldn't help but twitch.

The twin martial souls have never appeared in the entire Tianyue Kingdom for countless years.

What if Su Mo’s martial soul is really a twin martial soul?

"Impossible! How could he be a twin martial soul!"

Yan Qi shook his head secretly in his heart and overturned his thoughts.

However, no matter whether Su Mo is a twin martial soul or not, he will die today.

Yan Qi's various thoughts passed by in a flash. He looked up at Su Mo on the stage. Yan Qi sneered and shouted to the surroundings: "Dear brothers of the Tianmeng, Su Mo killed the three of our Tianmeng and has been with my Tianmeng forever. Today, he will not be able to let him walk out of the Palace of Life and Death alive."

"Today's battle is a shame to my Tianmeng Alliance. If Su Mo dies, we will be faceless. If this matter is passed into Senior Brother Duan's ears, we will definitely not be able to escape punishment."

"Everyone is taking action together and kill this person!"

Yan Qi's righteous words encouraged everyone to take action together.

"Junior Brother Yan Qi is right. This person is arrogant and arrogant. He dares to kill the people from the Heavenly Alliance. It is simply unforgivable!"

"Yes, kill him!"

"Those who challenge the majesty of the Heavenly Alliance will die!"

"Go together, kill!"

Members of the Zhongtian Alliance had long been jealous of Su Mo, and he immediately responded when he heard Yan Qi's words.

In an instant, more than a dozen people rushed towards the battlefield.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were dozens of disciples of the Heavenly Alliance, each with extraordinary cultivation, including the third level of the Lingwu Realm and the fourth level of the Lingwu Realm. All of them burst out in momentum, rushed to the battle stage, and took action violently.

"Flying Sword Technique!"

"Shaking the Mountain Fist!"

"Qingyun Sword Technique!"

“…”

In an instant, various rays of light shone in the sky, and more than a dozen attacks swept towards Su Mo.

"You are seeking death!"

Su Mo's face turned cold, and the shadows used their steps, leaving behind shadows, and his body shuttled through various attack gaps.

Swish!

The sword light flashed, and a disciple of the Heavenly Alliance at the third level of the Lingwu Realm was killed by a sword.

"kill!"

Su Mo's murderous intent was extremely crazy. The shadow footwork was used to the extreme, the sword light kept shining, and the sword energy was circling everywhere.

puff!

Puff!

Blood soared into the void, and a disciple of the Tian Alliance fell one after another, and the soul of life and death was destroyed.

These fallen disciples of the Heavenly Alliance are all at the third level of the Lingwu Realm, and no one can block Su Mo's sword.

As for those fourth-level disciples in the Lingwu Realm, they are powerful and Su Mo cannot kill the opponent in an instant, so he tries his best to avoid their attacks.

At this moment, the entire battle platform was in chaos and blood flowed into a river.

"Junior Sister Zi Lan, go and invite senior brother Tianmeng who is above the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm to come!"

Yan Qi did not rush to the battlefield, but still stood under the stage. Seeing the battle situation on the battlefield, he hurriedly said to Feng Zilan beside him.

"good!"
Chapter completed!