Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The martial arts and martial arts practiced by this man were obviously demonic. He did not expect that Tianling Sect would allow his disciples to practice demonic martial arts.
This person is a disciple of Demonic Peak. It seems that Demonic Peak may be just like its name. Most of its disciples practice demonic martial arts.
The power of this man's punch is quite powerful, and the strength of his punch is comparable to that of an average fifth-level Zhen Gang Realm warrior. However, Su Mo has not taken this kind of strength seriously. His physical strength alone is sufficient.
Defeat the opponent.
But Su Mo didn't want to defeat him right away. Otherwise, no warrior of the same level would dare to challenge him!
Seeing Xiang Ming's punch about to come, Su Mo raised his fist and punched out the same way, overwhelming the opponent's punch.
boom!
There was a loud bang and the strength exploded. Xiang Ming's fist strength was easily broken by Su Mo.
"If you have some strength, take my second punch." Xiang Ming shouted softly, jumped into the air, punched again, and struck in the air.
The black fist was like a black meteor falling to the ground. There were demonic shadows emerging from the fist, and the devilish aura was strong.
"Break it!" Su Mo remained motionless and punched straight out, crushing the opponent's attack again.
"So powerful?" Xiang Ming frowned and his face was a little solemn. With just two punches, he could already see that Su Mo was as powerful as him.
"I don't believe that your strength can surpass mine!" Xiang Ming shouted angrily, raised his fist, endless Gang Yuan surged, and black magic light and evil energy arose.
"War Demon Killing Way!"
With one punch, the black punch turned into a huge word "kill", and the cold murderous intent was bone-chilling.
The word "kill" broke through the air and was strangled towards Su Mo.
"Interesting!" Su Mo raised his eyebrows. The power of this blow was quite extraordinary, almost equivalent to a strike from a peak warrior at the fifth level of Zhen Gang Realm.
Su Mo still didn't draw his sword. His body was shining with golden light. When the word "kill" came near, his golden fist shot straight out, hitting the word "kill" in the middle.
Bang!
Not surprisingly, the word 'kill' was immediately destroyed and destroyed, without causing any harm to Su Mo.
"This...how is this possible?"
Xiang Ming's face changed completely, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, because this punch was almost his peak blow, and six of the fifth-level Zhen Gang Realm warriors who had died under this punch
But now, this punch was easily shattered by Su Mo.
"Continue!" Su Mo smiled slightly, then took the lead and punched the opponent.
"The Dragon!"
With one punch, the dragon's roar shook the sky, and the five-colored fist turned into a five-colored dragon and headed towards Ming Cui.
Su Mo had never practiced any powerful boxing skills. Although the Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist was of a lower level, it was completely sufficient to deal with Xiang Ming.
"break!"
Xiang Ming is not weak either. He has mastered the magic skills very well and his Demon Fighting Fist is very powerful. He easily defeated Su Mo's attack.
Next, the two of them attacked each other, punching each other constantly, and the shadows of their fists roared all over the sky, colliding and exploding constantly.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged nearly a hundred punches.
"Su Mo, you can't defeat me. I see you are a swordsman. Draw your sword!" Xiang Ming shouted.
"Yeah?"
Su Mo chuckled lightly and was not ready to play with him anymore.
With a thought, all nine spiritual whirlpools in the body started to move, and the unparalleled Gang Yuan flowed in the body.
"I hope you can take this punch!"
"Dragon Battle Hoshino!"
Su Mo shouted loudly and punched out suddenly. The violent five-color fist light was like five-color divine light. It was extremely huge and filled the entire platform. Among the five-color fist light, dragon shadows roared and roared, shaking the world.
"What?" Xiang Ming was shocked. The punch made his scalp numb and he did not dare to resist. However, if he dodged, he would have to withdraw from the battle, in which case he would be defeated.
"War Demon Killing Way!"
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Xiang Ming punched out his fists and used his special move again. Two huge "kill" characters met Su Mo's fists.
boom!
The power of the five-color fist light was unparalleled, and it was invincible along the way. It directly smashed the two words "kill", and the aftermath instantly hit Xiang Ming's body.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiang Ming was instantly knocked away and flew far away from the battlefield.
"Xiang Ming was defeated, but he still lost to Su Mo in the end!"
"However, there is not much difference in strength between the two of them, and Xiang Ming is only slightly inferior!"
"Su Mo is truly extraordinary. He is worthy of being the evil genius of Qingtian Peak!"
Everyone who paid attention to this battle started talking a lot, marveling at Su Mo's power.
Huang Yao looked at Su Mo on the battlefield with brilliant eyes.
Biting her red lips, Huang Yao felt something in her heart. She looked at Hong Qingxuan and said with a smile, "Junior sister Hong, Su Mo is truly a genius. I will definitely have more contact with him in the future."
Hong Qingxuan was startled when he heard this, then frowned slightly and said: "You don't need to tell me whether you have been in contact with him or not!"
"Haha! What are you talking about, Junior Sister Hong? Su Mo is your friend, so of course I want to talk to you!"
Huang Yao chuckled lightly and said, "Although Su Mo's talent is not bad, his strength is still far behind those of the inner disciples with advanced cultivation. Junior Sister Hong must not like him either, so why not bring us together?"
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A trace of displeasure flashed in Hong Qingxuan's eyes, and she said calmly: "If Senior Sister Huang likes him, you can pursue it yourself. If he likes you, he will naturally not reject you, so why do you need me to match him up."
"Haha! Then thank you Junior Sister Hong for your words!"
Huang Yao was smiling all over her face. Although her appearance was not as good as Hong Qingxuan's, she was not bad either. There were many men who took the initiative to show kindness to her. If he took the initiative to pursue Su Mo, he would definitely not refuse.
Hong Qingxuan's face was pale, but a sense of crisis flashed through her heart. The more Su Mo shines, the more women he will attract!
On the battlefield.
Su Mo looked at Xiang Ming who was knocked off the platform in the distance and said loudly: "You are defeated!"
Xiang Ming stopped, his face was slightly pale, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.
"You are only slightly better than me in one move!"
Xiang Ming said with an ugly face: "If I use the power of my martial soul, it's not certain who will win and who will lose!"
Even Xiang Ming didn't believe what he said. He didn't use his martial spirit. Su Mo also didn't use his martial spirit. The most important thing was that his martial spirit was special and the increase in combat power was very small. That's why he
The power of martial arts was not used.
Saying this is just to make him look better.
"Bring me one hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones!" Su Mo didn't bother to argue with the other party. The winner was already decided, so why say anything about using the power of the martial soul? Su Mo sneered in his heart. If he used the power of the martial soul, a warrior of the same level
It will turn into a mummy in an instant.
"Humph!" Xiang Ming snorted coldly and reluctantly handed over one hundred thousand middle-grade spiritual stones. Then, not wanting to stay any longer, he stretched out his figure and left quickly.
Su Mo put away the spirit stones and was overjoyed. One hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones was equivalent to 100 million low-grade spirit stones. One hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones could be won in one battle. If he could fight hundreds of battles, that would be great.
!
However, it is impossible to fight hundreds of games. If others know his strength and are not sure of victory, it is impossible for him to fight.
After a while, Su Mo looked around at both sides of the canyon above and said loudly: "Who else is willing to fight!"
This time, no one came to challenge him. Su Mo shouted three times and waited for a quarter of an hour, but no one came to challenge him.
"Why!"
Su Mo sighed secretly and frowned slightly. If this continued, he might not be able to fight many battles.
Immediately, Su Mo raised his head and prepared to relax the cultivation limit by one level.
At this moment, a purple rainbow came quickly from the distant sky and reached the sky above the canyon in the blink of an eye.
"I'll fight you!"
Inside the purple rainbow was a young man in purple robe, with eyes like lightning, looking directly at Su Mo.
The arrival of the purple-robed boy made the entire Gambling Valley fall into silence, and then there was an uproar.
"Oh my God! He is the disciple of the sect leader, Murong Wudi!"