Peerless God Lord

Bang!

On the battlefield, Su Mo knocked another Ling Tian Peak disciple away with his sword again. This was the 137th person he had defeated.

After defeating this man, Su Mo was ready to go down. There was no point in staying any longer.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a handsome young man flew onto the battlefield.

This handsome young man has a feminine face, like a woman. This person is the nominal number one among the former outer disciples, Wan Xingyun, the son of the master of Haotian Peak.

"Su Mo, let's learn some moves!" Wan Xingyun said calmly.

Wan Xingyun's words are quite intriguing.

Because he said he would learn a few moves, it was obvious in his mind that he would not be defeated by Su Mo with one move.

Su Mo looked at this person and he had heard his name.

The first person from the outer gate?

Well, let’s defeat this person in an upright manner! This person will be his final battle in this martial arts competition.

"You take action!" Su Mo nodded.

Wan Xingyun nodded slightly, and immediately his expression became serious.

The aura on his body is infinitely higher. Wan Xingyun's aura is no longer feminine, but gives people a sense of resolute and domineering.

Yellow Gang Yuan surged, Wan Xingyun rushed towards Su Mo instantly, and then punched in the air.

"Ultra-space bursting fist!"

The yellow fist shone brightly, and the huge fist shot into the void and hit Su Mo directly.

This punch is quite extraordinary. When the punch is released, the void collapses, and the air within a radius of several hundred feet is instantly compressed within the fist force. When the compressed air and the fist force explode in an instant, an explosion will erupt. Terrifying power.

However, Wan Xingyun's opponent was Su Mo. Facing this punch, Su Mo's sword flashed and he slashed out.

The incomparably sharp four-color sword energy tore through Fang Mang in an instant.

The next moment, Wan Xingyun's figure turned into a series of afterimages, flashing in all directions, and powerful fists surged towards Su Mo from all directions.

"What a fast movement!"

Su Mo was a little surprised. He could see that all these punches were real attacks. Because the opponent's speed was too fast, it seemed like dozens of nebulae were attacking him from all directions at the same time.

Whoosh! !

The long sword in Su Mo's hand turned into a phantom, and dense sword energy shot out from his body. Thousands of sword energy exploded in all directions, and no fist could get close to him.

Powerful mental power radiated out. Su Mo locked onto Wan Xingyun's figure while attacking. Wan Xingyun was extremely fast, but Su Mo's mental perception was so powerful. After a moment, he locked onto Wan Xingyun's figure.

"Defeat me!"

Su Mo shouted softly, and in an instant, a huge sword energy slashed out. The sword energy was as fast as lightning and hit Wan Xingyun's body directly.

"What?" Wan Xingyun was shocked. His speed was so fast. No warrior below the True Mystic Realm had ever been able to lock onto his figure. Unexpectedly, Su Mo locked onto him in a moment.

"Ultra-space bursting fist!"

The sword energy was about to come, Wan Xingyun shouted loudly and punched the sword energy.

Chi!

Quan Mang hit the sword energy and was instantly torn apart. Then the sword energy remained unabated and struck Wan Xingyun's body with a bang.

Bang!

The body-protecting Gangyuan burst, and Wan Xingyun's body flew out like a torn sack, and a stream of blood spilled into the void.

Kick, kick, kick! !

Wan Xingyun fell under the battle platform and retreated hundreds of steps before stopping.

Looking down at the sword mark on his chest, Wan Xingyun took a deep breath and looked a little gloomy.

He never thought that one day he would be easily defeated by someone with a lower cultivation level than himself.

Looking up at Su Mo on the battlefield, Wan Xingyun said, "You win. Thank you for teaching me a lesson!"

On the battlefield, Su Mo was puzzled when he heard that the opponent actually thanked him after losing.

Wan Xingyun saw the puzzled look on Su Mo's face and sighed: "In the past, I always thought that my fighting power was strong enough, and I had become slack in my heart. Now I finally understand that there are people outside the mountains, and I will not do it in the future." Worse than you!"

After saying that, Wan Xingyun showed his figure and returned to the top of the mountain.

Su Mo looked surprised when he heard this. This guy who looked like a woman was not simple. He was open-minded and had extraordinary aspirations.

Su Mo sighed and said, "This is the end of the competition!"

With a movement, Su Mo also returned to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, An Nuan stared at Su Mo with a faint smile on her lips.

Feng Shaoyu opened his eyes wide and kept looking at Su Mo.

Su Mo felt uncomfortable when they saw him. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Second Senior Sister, Seventh Senior Brother, can we go back?"

An Nuan chuckled, nodded and said, "You can indeed go!"

In this martial arts competition, Su Mo defeated all the invincible opponents in the outer sect, and Qingtian Peak stole the show. Now there was no need to stay and continue the fight.

Then, the three sisters and brothers moved, left the top of the mountain, and flew toward the exit.

Everyone on the eight peaks looked at Su Mo and the three people leaving with different expressions on their faces.

This time, Su Mo from Qingtian Peak was so powerful that the disciples of the Eight Great Peaks could not hold their heads up and dominated the competition!

Elder Wei and a large number of Luo Tianfeng disciples all looked ugly.

"You won't live long!" Elder Wei murmured to himself.

On another mountain peak, Hou Jun also looked ugly.

"The more evil you are, the less I can let you live!" Hou Jun clenched his fists.

Among the crowd, there was a young man with a cold and arrogant face, who was also looking at Su Mo coldly.

"Su Mo, if you take away my Void Realm Divine Map and Artifact Refining inheritance, I will make you pay back a hundredfold!"

…

Su Mo, An Nuan and Feng Shaoyu quickly returned to Qingtian Peak.

After the three returned to Qingtian Peak, they went straight to Hua Suiyu's attic.

In the attic, Hua Suiyu is closing her eyes to heal her injuries, and Yun Fei and Tianchen are also here.

"Ninth Senior Brother, Tenth Senior Brother, how are Seventh Senior Sister's injuries?" Su Mo hurriedly asked Yun Fei and Tianchen after entering the attic.

Tianchen said: "Seventh Senior Sister's injury has stabilized. She can recover as long as she practices meditation for two months."

After saying this, Tianchen showed a look of resentment on his face and said angrily: "These Luo Tianfeng people really deserve to die. When I have the strength, I will definitely kill them, especially Xiang Tianyang!"

When Su Mo heard this, he shook his head and said, "I have killed many of Luo Tianfeng's people. As for Xiang Tianyang, I think Seventh Senior Sister would rather take revenge on her own!"

Su Mo didn't want Tianchen to conflict with Luo Tianfeng's people. After all, Tianchen's cultivation was too low and he could easily suffer big losses.

"Junior Brother Eleven, how many have you killed?" Tianchen asked. He and Yun Fei were not present for the subsequent competition because they had brought flowers and broken feathers back.

"Eight!" Su Mo said with a smile.

But when Tianchen heard what Su Mo said, he shouted, "What? We only killed eight, too few!"

Well!

Su Mo was speechless and shook his head secretly. The other party really thought Luo Tianfeng's disciples were pigs and dogs! Kill however you want!

Su Mo stayed in Hua Suiyu's attic for half an hour and then returned to his own attic.

This nine-summit martial arts competition ended completely after Su Mo left, because no one came to the stage to compete again.

This martial arts competition was the shortest in history, taking only half a day.

Su Mo's name once again shocked the entire Tianling Sect, almost everyone knew about it.

He is at the seventh level of Zhen Gang Realm and can defeat all the outer sects without any rivals. With the power of one person, he can suppress the Eight Great Front disciples without being able to lift their heads.

Suddenly, Su Mo's name became the subject of discussion among many disciples. Many female disciples even privately inquired whether Su Mo had a lover.

A nine-summit martial arts competition pushed Su Mo's popularity to its peak.

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