Peerless God Lord

As one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect, Yi Xiaoguang is so powerful that he far surpasses Su Mo.

Even if the opponent was 30% stronger, Su Mo couldn't resist him.

Not to mention this more powerful punch.

Buzz!

The white light beam was unstoppable and approached Su Mo instantly.

Su Mo's eyes were red, his sword power was rising, and he was ready to use the power of his sword intention.

Although it is impossible to be the opponent's opponent with sword intent, he may be able to reluctantly take this move.

At this moment, a black figure appeared silently in front of Su Mo.

Seeing this black figure, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

He is safe.

The black figure stood in front of Su Mo. He waved his sleeves and robe, and the white beam of light instantly melted away, disappearing without a trace like snow melting in spring.

"Elder Wang?"

Yi Xiaoguang was shocked by the sudden change. When he saw the person standing in front of Su Mo, Yi Xiaoguang frowned.

The black figure that suddenly appeared was the young outer sect elder Wang Hui.

That is, Su Mo's senior brother.

"Yi Xiaoguang, let's drop this matter!"

Wang Hui looked at Yi Xiaoguang and said lightly.

"Elder Wang, this person killed dozens of people from my Tianmeng, you want me to stop?"

Yi Xiaoguang raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said coldly.

"On the stage of life and death, life and death are determined by fate, there is nothing wrong with that!"

Wang Hui shook his head and sneered: "Is your Tianmeng League so unbearable that you can't even afford to lose in such a competition?"

"you……!"

Yi Xiaoguang was suddenly speechless, and then shouted with a gloomy face: "No matter what, this person must die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Xiaoguang stepped out and attacked Su Mo again.

"presumptuous!"

Wang Hui's face darkened, he yelled angrily, smacked his palm, and a huge palm print blasted out of the air. The palm print's power was overwhelming and surging.

boom!

The palm print directly crushed Yi Xiaoguang's attack, and the force remained unabated, hitting Yi Xiaoguang solidly.

Well!

Yi Xiaoguang's figure was shaken and he was immediately pushed back more than ten meters. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Hui, are you determined to protect this ant?"

Yi Xiaoguang was furious and yelled. He didn't expect Wang Hui to care so much about Su Mo.

"You despised this elder. I showed mercy just now. If you persist in your stubbornness, don't blame me for killing you on the spot!"

Wang Hui's face was cold, showing his majesty as an elder.

"You...good! Good! You are fine!"

Yi Xiaoguang's face suddenly turned pale.

As one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect and a member of the Heavenly Alliance, he has a bright future. Normally, some ordinary elders of the outer sect would be polite and polite when they see him. How had he ever been treated with such cowardice!

However, facing Wang Hui, Yi Xiaoguang was still quite afraid.

The other party is not only an outer elder with unfathomable strength, but also a disciple of Elder Wei. If he continues to argue with the other party, maybe the other party will actually kill him.

"Wang Hui, I have written down this matter. I will report it to Senior Brother Duan truthfully. I will not give up when Senior Brother Duan returns from training!"

Yi Xiaoguang's face was very ugly and he gritted his teeth and said.

Immediately, he looked at Su Mo behind Wang Hui and said with a serious smile: "Su Mo, your destiny is destined to belong to the Tianmeng. No one can protect you!"

After saying that, Yi Xiaoguang waved his sleeves, turned around and left.

All the members of the Heavenly Alliance also had ugly faces. No one expected that Wang Hui would appear out of nowhere on the way.

However, Yi Xiaoguang had already given in, and they had no choice but to leave.

"Su Mo, how are you?"

"Senior Brother Su, are you okay?"

When the Tianmeng disciples left, Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu immediately stepped forward, supported Su Mo and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Su Mo forced a smile and comforted the two of them.

Immediately, Su Mo looked at Wang Hui and said, "Thank you, Master...!"

Before Su Mo finished speaking, Wang Hui waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "You go back to recuperate first! Come to me after you recover from your injury."

After saying this, Wang Hui strode away.

Well!

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, and then left with Li Feng and returned to his residence.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed.

As the crowd left, what happened in the Palace of Life and Death today quickly spread throughout the outer gate.

Su Mo, a new disciple, brutally killed dozens of people from the Heavenly Alliance on the stage of life and death!

Suddenly, the outer door shook and there was an uproar!

Duan Jingtian had just defeated Jin Yang and when his reputation was at its peak, someone actually dared to kill the people of the Tianmeng. Isn't this a clear sign of beating Duan Jingtian's face?

Su Mo's name has completely become famous in the outer sect, and no one knows about it.

Regardless of the storm outside, Su Mo had returned to his room.

Su Mo slowly sat down cross-legged while supporting his seriously injured body.

His injuries were very serious, his internal organs were severely damaged, and three of his ribs were broken.

"Yi Xiaoguang, I will kill you one day!"

Su Mo shouted angrily, then calmed down and began to heal his wounds.

Su Mo had a lot of healing elixirs on him, which were trophies from previous missions.

Su Mo took out a bottle of elixir and swallowed one. He refined the elixir and repaired the injury.

…

Time passes by in a hurry like a white horse.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

On the cliff, the clouds are filled with mist, and the clouds are rolling and relaxing.

A young man in green clothes stood in the clouds and mist. The young man held a long sword inlaid with blue gems.

Stepping, luck, shaking hands, drawing sword, all actions are natural and done in one go.

The sword moves that the young man practiced were extremely simple, just the most basic movements such as stabbing, cutting, chopping, and picking.

The young man kept attacking, and his speed became faster and faster. In less than a moment, he had already struck thousands of swords.

For a long time, the young man put away his sword and stood there.

"Although these basic sword moves have little power, they can help me improve my understanding of kendo to a higher level!"

Su Mo smiled slightly and said to himself.

The first type of swordsmanship he practiced was up to the third level of low-grade. Therefore, the foundation of his swordsmanship was very weak, and there was always this gap in the performance of his swordsmanship.

Therefore, Su Mo practiced basic sword skills frequently in the past few days to improve his understanding of swords.

The effect was very obvious. Although his strength did not improve much, he had an inexplicable feeling of closeness to the sword, and he seemed even more comfortable when using the sword.

"My injury is almost healed now. It's time to thank senior brother!"

Su Mo murmured, turned and left the cliff.

It took a whole month for Su Mo to recover from his injuries, which showed how serious his injuries were.

Last time, Wang Hui asked Su Mo to go find him after he recovered from his injury. Su Mo was about to thank him for saving his life.

"Look, that's Su Mo!"

"This is a ruthless man, so bold that he even dares to massacre people from the Tianmeng League!"

"Why do I think he is so ordinary? He doesn't want to be as powerful as the rumors say!"

Walking on the mountain road of Fengling Island, some disciples who knew Su Mo immediately pointed at him and whispered about him.

Su Mo smiled bitterly, he had become a famous person in the outer sect now!

Wherever he went, people recognized him. ***3***6***9***

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