Peerless God Lord

All the people from the Wind and Thunder Sect were not only dumbfounded, but their faces all darkened.

Many people turned to look at Su Mo, cursing in their hearts that Su Mo had really guessed it right.

However, no one thought that Su Mo had seen through Huo Yun and Tong Chou's lies. They all thought that Su Mo was just deceived.

Even Senior Brother Wan and Elder Jiang couldn't see it, so how could Su Mo see it.

"Senior Brother Wan, Elder Jiang, facts speak louder than words!" Su Mo said calmly with a smile.

He didn't want to be a hero, he just wanted to show off a little bit of himself. If all the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect were defeated later, he might still have a chance to play.

After hearing what Su Mo said, Elder Jiang and Senior Brother Wan's faces became even more ugly.

Especially Senior Brother Wan. He had previously said that Su Mo was lying, but now Su Mo was right. He felt that he was losing face.

"Su Mo, you're lucky, you guessed it right by coincidence!" Senior Brother Wan said with a gloomy expression.

When Su Mo heard this, he chuckled and did not answer. He was too lazy to argue with the other party.

Tongchou won and Huo Yun lost, which made the people of the Wind and Thunder Sect depressed, but on the contrary, the people of the Eight-Eyed Clan were overjoyed.

"Elder Jiang, a small victory, I accept it!"

Elder Tongyu of the Eight-Eyed Clan, with a smile on his face, clasped his fists at Elder Jiang.

Elder Tongyu is eight feet tall and has a majestic build. The eight eyes on his forehead are shining brightly in the blink of an eye.

"It's just one game, continue!" Elder Jiang said nonchalantly. He really didn't care much.

Because the Wind and Thunder Divine Sect had lost not just once or twice, but nine times out of ten, and he was used to losing.

Immediately, a genius from the Eight-Eyed Clan came on stage again, and from the Wind and Thunder Divine Sect, it was Senior Brother Wang who came on stage.

Not surprisingly, after more than a hundred moves, Senior Brother Wang was also defeated!

Fortunately, this senior brother Wang fought hundreds of moves, so he didn't lose too badly.

Senior Brother Wang's defeat once again disappointed everyone in the Wind and Thunder Sect.

Because they have already lost two games in a row, if they lose another game or lose three games in a row, there will be no need to compete in the fourth game because there is no hope of victory.

And if we can win the last two games, there will be a chance to compete again.

"The disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect are really becoming more and more useless!"

Elder An Lin of the Shadow Clan shook his head slightly. The final winner this time was none other than his Shadow Clan.

"I hope it ends soon!"

Dark Sword, the number one evildoer in the Shadow Clan, said expressionlessly that no one was qualified to fight with him. For him, the geniuses of the Wind and Thunder Sect and the Eight-Eyed Clan were at his will.

However, the Dark Sword is also very helpless in this kind of battle, because in order to keep the Shadow Clan must win every battle.

Almost every time, he had to be dragged over to join the battle.

Although for him, it was just a trivial matter, but it still delayed his cultivation.

"Dark Sword has disturbed your retreat time, but it won't be delayed for long!" Elder An Lin said.

"It doesn't matter!" Dark Sword shook his head. Maybe he wouldn't need to take action later, and the final outcome would be decided in the first three battles.

At this moment, the third battle is about to begin.

I saw another genius among the Eight-Eyed Clan appear on the scene, carrying a majestic momentum that caused the void to explode.

This genius of the Eight-Eyed Tribe wears a gray and white short shirt, has a long and narrow face, and has eight pupils as sharp as eagles.

"Lingman, do you have confidence?" Elder Jiang asked 'Senior Sister Lin' beside him.

This genius of the Eight-Eyed Clan, named Tong Hua, is very powerful and can be called a first-class master among the late-stage warriors of the Martial Saint Realm.

Therefore, Elder Jiang did not have much confidence in Lin Man.

"Elder Jiang, I will do my best!" Lin Man took a deep breath, then flashed and flew towards the field.

Seeing this, all the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect sighed slightly, feeling very aggrieved.

If Senior Sister Lin loses, they will have no choice but to go back home.

Wan Shengxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, he also hoped that Lin Man could win, otherwise, he would not even have a chance to take action.

In the past six months, his strength has improved a lot. This time he wants to challenge the Dark Sword and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. Although the chance of winning is not great, he still wants to give it a try.

"Some chance of winning!"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Man carefully. According to his perception, Lin Man's strength was no worse than the genius of the Eight-Eyed Clan, and should be between equals.

Of course, this is just his perception. It is unknown whether anyone has a strong trump card.

Soon the battle began. Tonghua from the Eight-Eyed Clan took the lead and directly used his natal pupil technique to attack Lin Man.

The attacks of the Eight-Eyed Clan are simple and direct, nothing too fancy. Their eyes are their strongest attack method.

The eight sharp white divine lights were like meteors piercing the sky and the earth at extremely fast speeds.

"broken!"

There was a loud shout, and Lin Man held a sharp long sword in his hand. With a shake of the long sword, a huge gust of wind was set off in an instant.

This violent wind is so powerful that it sweeps directly across the void. It is produced by the mysterious power of the wind attribute combined with the secret of the wind attribute.

The strong wind is strong enough to destroy all existence and tear everything into pieces.

Boom! !

There was an earth-shattering explosion, the strong wind collided with the divine light of the Eight Eyes Technique, and they collapsed and exploded, setting off endless waves.

"kill!"

Lin Man shouted again, with a cold and fierce fighting spirit in his voice, and he kept waving the sword in his hand.

Wind blades that are hundreds of miles long are like invisible long knives. Their sharp energy soars into the sky and attacks Tonghua crazily.

Facing Lin Man's crazy attack, the Eight-Eyed Clan's Tong Hua showed no sign of weakness. While attacking with his gun, he used his natal pupil technique.

The battle between the two was like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat. It was very fierce, and they were all attacking incessantly.

"Wind spirit body, violent wind fighting spirit!" Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. This Lin Man has really good talent. He has the same wind spirit body as Jiang Fengran, and he also has a matching wind fighting spirit. They really complement each other.

Moreover, this woman's wind attribute secrets are very profound, reaching the peak of the sixth level.

The battle between the two was all head-on. The sky was full of howling winds, endless wind blades swept through the void, and the sharp pupil light continued to burst out.

The entire vast void continues to explode, repair, and explode over and over again.

The battle between the two seemed to be in a stalemate. They fought for almost half an hour, but there was still no winner.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Tonghua finally couldn't hold on any longer, and gradually fell into a disadvantage, and his body kept retreating.

"Defeat!"

Lin Man shouted, and the attack in his hand became more fierce. Countless wind blades appeared around him, like a mountain of swords and a forest of swords.

With a wave of the long sword, countless wind blades instantly combined into a shocking giant sword.

This giant sword was transparent, thousands of miles long, and powerful. The terrifying pressure was accompanied by the vast sea-like wind attribute power, and it slashed out angrily, hitting Tong Hua directly.

Boom!

The huge wind blade sword was slashed out, causing the void of hundreds of thousands of miles around to suddenly expand, scaring many people into retreating quickly.

"What?"

Faced with this extremely powerful blow, Tong Hua used all his strength to resist, with the spear in his hand like a dragon, and his natal pupil technique was used to the extreme.

However, Tong Hua was defeated in the end. He could no longer resist the sword and was cut away tens of thousands of miles away, with a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.

"Accepted!"

Lin Man looked at the defeated Tong Hua from afar, holding his fists slightly, his face became more confident, and his proud look was not concealed.

The people of the Eight Eyes Clan sighed, but this was also what they expected. They all knew Lin Man's strength.

Fortunately, they have already won two games and will not completely lose.

"Senior Sister Lin is mighty!"

"Haha! Finally won a game!"

"It's really a sweat!"

All the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect were overjoyed. Lin Man had won, so their Wind and Thunder Sect still had a chance.

As long as Senior Brother Wan can win again, the Wind and Thunder Divine Sect and the Eight-Eyed Clan have won two games each and are tied, so they can compete again.

And this re-competition is not a competition between those who participated in the battle before, but a new selection of one person to determine the final outcome.

"Okay!" Elder Jiang shouted with joy on his face. He was very pleased that Lin Man could win.

"Haha, Junior Sister Lin did not disappoint me. Let's leave the next step to Brother Wei!" Senior Brother Wan Wan Shengxiao also smiled.

Lin Man's ability to win gave him a chance and paved the way for him, otherwise he would not have to play.

All the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect were overjoyed, but one person frowned. This person was naturally Su Mo.

Because, after Lin Man wins, the next battle with Wan Shengxiao will be the most critical battle.

Only if Wan Shengxiao wins, the Wind and Thunder Sect will have a chance, but if the opponent loses, there will be no chance at all.

However, he was worried about Wan Shengxiao. Only by taking action himself could he be completely sure.

Seeing the victory, Lin Man flew back quickly, and Wan Shengxiao, who was not far away, waved his sleeves and was ready to play.

Su Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he shot towards the field in a flash.