Su Mo stood proudly in the void and his voice spread throughout the audience.
If Meng Han had a cultivation level above the sixth level of the True Spirit Realm, Su Mo would not invite him to fight, but if he had a peak cultivation level of the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, Su Mo would not take it seriously.
As for Meng Han, Su Mo also wanted to kill him quickly.
When Su Mo had just broken through to the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm and was taking the inner sect examination, this person made things difficult for him and prevented him from entering the inner sect.
Last time Qi Feiyu came to kill him but failed, Meng Han tried to convict him forcibly, and finally tried to kill him.
If Su Mo had a chance, he would never hold back on this person.
At this moment, Meng Han was standing behind the First Elder and other elders. Hearing Su Mo's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
As a disciple, Su Mo directly invited him to fight an elder, which was a complete contempt for him and an insult to him.
The last time Su Mo gave him half a spiritual stone to compensate for his damaged dignity, the matter had already spread throughout the island, making him a laughing stock.
This incident was like a sharp thorn that pierced into Meng Han's heart, making him unable to sleep or eat well.
If Su Mo had not died, this matter would have become a source of frustration in Meng Han's heart.
Meng Han secretly estimated Su Mo's strength. Su Mo could kill Pang He easily. He was already at the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, but he was still far behind him!
Meng Han raised his steps and walked out. Of course he was not afraid of Su Mo. Su Mo invited him to fight, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Meng Han, you must kill him!
A voice came into Meng Han's ears, it was the voice of the Great Elder.
Meng Han nodded lightly, and immediately rose into the sky and reached the sky.
"Jingtian, I will kill him without you taking action!"
Meng Han said something to Duan Jingtian.
Duan Jingtian pondered for a moment, chin slightly, and then his figure descended.
"Su Mo, I won't let you die happily today!"
Meng Han's eyes shone with a sinister light and he smiled sternly.
Su Mo looked at him coldly, smiled disdainfully and said, "You idiot, just take action!"
"What did you say?"
Meng Han's face turned green when he heard this, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger. Su Mo actually called him an 'old fool'!
"What? You quite like it when I call you stupid, do you want me to call you a few more times?"
Su Mo sneered and said loudly: "Then listen carefully, you Meng Han are an out-and-out old fool!"
Su Mo's mocking, joking expression and sarcastic words instantly made the anger in Meng Han's chest explode.
"Beast, you are looking for death!"
Meng Han roared angrily, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded, and the power of a powerful man at the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm was fully unleashed.
Su Mo was also unwilling to be outdone. The aura on his body surged wildly and fiercely, cutting the air around him into pieces. His whole body was like an unsheathed sword, with unparalleled sharpness.
Su Mo and Meng Han were standing high in the sky, and below, everyone on Fengling Island was watching. They were attracting everyone's attention.
"Zhou Xin, do you think Senior Brother Su Mo can defeat Elder Meng?"
Niu Xiaohu stared blankly at the sky and asked softly.
"I don't know! Their strength is unfathomable in our eyes and cannot be judged at all!"
Zhou Xin shook his head. The strength of the two of them was too low. They couldn't understand the depth of the True Spirit Realm experts.
A thousand meters away from Niu Xiaohu and Niu Xiaohu, Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan were standing under a big tree, quietly looking at Su Mo in the sky.
"Qianfan, Su Mo's talent is really terrifying! It has only been more than a year since he came to Fengling Island, but he has reached such a high level. His talent has far surpassed the four heroes of Tianyue, and he can be called the number one genius in Tianyue Kingdom!"
Luo Huan's face was serious, no longer as frivolous as before.
Hearing this, Luo Qianfan nodded slightly and said, "His talent has exceeded my expectations time and time again. Now I can no longer keep up with him!"
Luo Qianfan looked helpless. Originally, he was extremely confident in his talent, but since meeting Su Mo, his confidence has collapsed bit by bit.
"Haha! Qianfan, don't be discouraged. Your martial spirit level is still higher than that of the Four Elites of Sky and Moon. It will take at most two years for you to catch up with them!"
Luo Huan smiled.
Luo Qianfan smiled helplessly and said: "It is not difficult to surpass the Four Heroes of Sky and Moon, but it is almost impossible to surpass Su Mo!"
If Luo Qianfan's words were heard in the ears of outsiders, they would definitely be shocked and unbelievable.
Surpassing the Four Elites of Sky and Moon?
This was simply impossible, but to Luo Huan's ears, it was perfectly normal.
At this time, Luo Qianfan's aura was strong and he had clearly reached the peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. His cultivation speed was not much worse than that of Su Mo.
In the sky, the momentums of Meng Han and Su Mo kept colliding, forming a violent wind that swept across the sky for nine days.
"die!"
Meng Han shouted angrily and suddenly took action. He stretched out his big palm and made a series of palm prints that were tens of meters long, layer upon layer, crushing towards Su Mo like a mountain.
The endless palm prints were so powerful that the white clouds in the sky instantly disappeared.
Wherever the palm print passes, the air surges like ocean waves, and explodes continuously with loud explosions.
Many disciples on Fengling Island widened their eyes and were shocked. As expected of an elder from the inner sect, his strength was really powerful, and it was beyond the reach of Pang He!
Can Su Mo catch this move?
Everyone stared at the sky, not wanting to miss this wonderful scene.
"It's you who died!"
In the air, Su Mo shouted coldly, and the Spirit-Slaying Sword in his hand shone brightly, turning into a divine sword of light that was tens of meters long, echoing the bright golden light on his body.
Whoosh!
Su Mo straightened up, turned into a stream of light, and rushed directly towards Meng Han.
"crack!"
With a single swing of the long sword, it was as if the heaven and earth were torn apart. Everything in the direction of the sword was destroyed.
"So powerful?"
Meng Han's expression changed. He was shocked that such a powerful attack was easily broken by Su Mo.
Everyone was equally frightened. Su Mo's strength seemed to have no limit. He kept improving and it was almost unbelievable!
"Tide God's Palm - Ten Thousand Tides!"
Seeing Su Mo rushing towards him, Meng Han gritted his teeth, gathered endless real energy in his palm, and struck out again.
This palm is extremely terrifying, the palm print is hundreds of meters long, covering the sky and the sun, and the terrifying true energy fluctuations are enough to shatter a hill.
Facing such a powerful palm from Meng Han, Su Mo still did not dodge. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the long sword, turning into a sharp arrow that pierced the void. The wind around him followed it and stabbed directly at the palm mark.
call out!
Su Mo's speed was extremely fast, and the air made a sharp roar along the way.
boom!
In the blink of an eye, Su Mo bumped into a huge palm print. His figure only paused for a moment before piercing the palm print and passing through it.
Whoosh!
After passing through the palm prints, Su Mo was approaching Meng Han. With a wave of his long sword, the dozens of meters long sword light tore through the air and struck Meng Han head-on.***3***6***9**