Peerless God Lord

Su Mo agreed to Xiao Yushu without hesitation, which made many people have different expressions.

Doesn't this Wushan know how powerful Xiao Yushu is? He actually accepted the challenge without even thinking about it!

Hu Meier and Cui Yan looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

This is really interesting!

They had just lost to Wushan, and Xiao Yushu came unexpectedly. This was simply a revenge for them!

Wushan and Xiao Yushu were fighting for the gods. It didn’t take much thinking to know that Xiao Yushu would definitely win.

"Brother Wushan!"

Qin Zhi walked to Su Mo and gently pulled Su Mo's sleeve to signal Su Mo not to be impulsive.

Su Mo smiled slightly, patted Qin Zhi on the shoulder, and gave him a reassuring look. If Xiao Yushu wanted to harm him, he would return the money with interest.

"Wushan, you have to think carefully. Once you lose, you will quit the Taisheng branch and no longer be a disciple of the Ancient Cloud Star Alliance?" Xiao Yushu sneered in his heart, but asked solemnly.

This kind of bet has no binding force, so he has to confirm it, otherwise Wushan will regret it when the time comes.

"I have thought carefully about it, but you, as a direct disciple of Jin Wushangren, will you be willing to quit the Taisheng branch if you lose?" Su Mo said calmly.

"Am I losing?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yushu showed a strange smile on his face, then looked around at everyone and asked: "Do you think I, Xiao Yushu, will lose?"

"Haha, this is impossible!"

"Brother Yushu will win!"

"The possibility of losing is almost zero!"

"..."

Many people spoke one after another. No one thought that Xiao Yushu would lose. This was completely impossible.

Although Xiao Yushu and Cui Yan are both at the low level of ninth level, their strength is not at the same level at all.

And Xiao Yushu's mental power is also extremely strong, even for warriors of the same level from a distance.

It can be said that in the entire Taisheng branch, although there are tens of thousands of ninth-grade low-level cultivation people, none of them can defeat Xiao Yushu in the battle of gods.

Xiao Yushu is so powerful!

"Wushan, this is not something you need to consider. Since you dare to challenge, you should consider how to make yourself lose less miserably!" Cui Yan said with a sneer.

He clearly knows how powerful Xiao Yushu is, whether it is mental power or cultivation strength, he is the top existence.

In the Taisheng branch, the people below the God King realm, even if their cultivation level is higher than Xiao Yushu, the number of people who can beat Xiao Yushu cannot exceed two hands.

"I hope you are true to your word, let's get started!" Su Mo looked directly at Xiao Yushu. Although the stake was high, he couldn't do anything to him if the other party regretted it.

Therefore, this time, Su Mo was prepared to make the opponent pay a heavy price in the battle between gods.

"Haha!" Xiao Yushu sneered and strode towards a huge crystal stone, followed closely by Su Mo.

Soon, the two of them stood in front of the spar, and unanimously stretched out their palms and pressed them on the spar.

Everyone gathered around, quietly preparing to watch the results.

At this moment, except for Su Mo and Xiao Yushu, there was no one else in the Divine Pavilion, and everyone was watching.

Su Mo's mental power entered the crystal and immediately turned into a long sword, ready for battle. Although he was confident of winning, he had to be on guard.

After all, he has no idea how strong Xiao Yushu's mental power is.

"Wushan, you will understand the difference between you and me!"

Xiao Yushu's voice sounded, and his spiritual power turned into an illusory figure, similar to his real body, with a faint smile on his face.

"Xiao Yushu, I hope you can still laugh later!" An indifferent voice came from the long sword transformed by Su Mo's mental power.

"Ha ha!!"

Xiao Yushu burst into hearty laughter and said disdainfully: "Ant, do you really think you can compete with me?"

After saying this, Xiao Yushu's mental power suddenly turned into an ancient clock, spinning around.

The mouth of the ancient bell faced Su Mo's spiritual power.

Boom~~

A dull and deep sound suddenly came from the ancient bell, forming an invisible sound wave and rushing towards Su Mo's mental power.

"What a powerful mental attack!" Su Mo was surprised. Xiao Yushu's attack was obviously a powerful mental attack. This kind of attack can greatly increase the power of mental attacks.

Buzz~~~

In this invisible sound wave, Su Mo's mental power was slightly shaken, but that was all. His mental power was so powerful that it would not be shaken at all.

Immediately, Su Mo took action. His mental power transformed again and turned into a huge hand. With lightning speed, he grabbed the ancient bell in his hand.

Then, with great force, the ancient bell was about to be crushed.

"How is that possible?" Xiao Yushu's horrified voice sounded, and the ancient clock kept vibrating, but he could not break free from the shackles of his big hands.

It's like a three- or four-year-old child being caught by a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boy. No matter how hard the child struggles, it doesn't help.

Xiao Yushu was shocked. How could Wushan's spiritual power be so strong?

This intensity of mental power is stronger than that of an average ninth-grade intermediate warrior, and is almost comparable to that of a ninth-grade high-level warrior.

"it's over!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and the huge palm exerted great force, immediately crushing Xiao Yushu's mental power and completely obliterating it.

Su Mo's approach was very cruel. Although Cui Yan's mental power was shattered in his previous battle with Cui Yan, the defeated mental power could still exit the crystal.

However, Xiao Yushu's mental strength was directly wiped out by Su Mo without even a chance to withdraw.

"Ah~~!"

Outside the crystal, Xiao Yushu's mouth suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then blood spurted out from his mouth.

Then, his tall figure was like a puddle of mud, and he collapsed directly to the ground, his eyes turned white, like a dead dog.

"this……!"

Everyone was stunned, their eyes widened, and they looked at Xiao Yushu in disbelief, looking like a dead dog.

Two breaths of time!

In just two breaths, Xiao Yushu was defeated, and his defeat was even more miserable than Cui Yan.

In this situation, it was obvious that all Xiao Yushu's mental power had been wiped out, and his soul suffered an unprecedented heavy blow.

Hu Mei'er and Cui Yan originally believed that Su Mo would lose and were ready to make fun of Su Mo. However, seeing the result, they both turned to stone.

There was deathly silence in the entire divine pavilion.

Whether it was Qin Zhi, Hu Meier, Cui Yan, the middle-aged man in yellow robe from the Shen Pavilion, or everyone else, they all looked at this scene in disbelief.

"You lost!"

Su Mo withdrew his palm from the spar and looked at Xiao Yushu condescendingly. However, the other person's eyes turned white and his body was still twitching slightly. He couldn't hear his words at all.

It seems that in this battle between gods, the damage caused to the opponent's soul will definitely not be small.

Su Mo felt a little uneasy. He wanted to see this scene, but he was worried that Jin Supreme would blame him.

Hiss~~~

Su Mo's words immediately brought everyone's thoughts back, and gasps of cold air could be heard one after another.