Chapter 115 Invincible Appearance
Su Mo held the gem sword in his hand and swung it suddenly.
The sword light overlapped one after another, forming an extremely thick sword gang, slashing towards Zuo Qiu.
The sword's sharpness was unparalleled, and the air was torn instantly with a chirping sound.
At this moment, the entire station was silent.
The people from both countries who were watching the battle not far away stopped breathing, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the field.
Can Su Mo really defeat Zuo Qiu?
Everyone in Tianyue Kingdom is looking forward to it!
The Xuanji Sect disciples don’t believe it!
Zuo Qiu himself was even more convinced that he would not lose.
Zuo Qiu has enough confidence. Not only is he extremely talented in martial arts, but he also has extremely high martial arts understanding.
Moreover, because he is a disciple of the ninth elder of the Xuanji Sect's inner sect, since he entered the Lingwu Realm, both the exercises and martial arts he has practiced have been at the second-level high-grade level.
Moreover, through hard work, he has trained all the second-level high-grade martial arts to the peak of Xiaocheng.
This allowed him to win at the starting line, and his strength far exceeded other warriors of the same level.
Ordinary low-level warriors in the Spiritual Martial Realm only practice second-level low-level martial arts. Only those with certain backgrounds can practice second-level middle-level martial arts.
Far from being comparable to him.
And now, he has used the secret combat technique 'Spirit Storm', and his cultivation has temporarily entered the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Although he still couldn't defeat Su Mo with such strong strength, he absolutely believed that Su Mo couldn't defeat him either.
Zuo Qiu's eyes were solemn, staring at Su Mo who was attacking.
The unparalleled gray-white sword was three feet long and dazzling, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, and it instantly struck in front of Zuo Qiu.
"Qingfeng Luoying Sword Technique - Luoying Colorful!"
Zuo Qiu shouted loudly and once again displayed his unique skill, Qingfeng Luoying Sword Technique.
Countless sword lights were scattered, and countless sword energies were flying, hitting the oncoming sword gang.
Chi!
boom!
The sharp edge of the sword was extremely sharp, and it tore through countless sword energy powerfully, and struck the sword in Zuo Qiu's hand.
Well!
Zuo Qiu's whole body was shaken, he groaned, and he couldn't help but retreat a hundred meters.
Before he could catch his breath, Su Mo's figure flashed and appeared in front of him again.
"die!"
There was a sharp shout and Su Mo suddenly rose into the sky.
Su Mo held the sword in both hands and looked down from a high position. The four spiritual whirlpools in his body were activated to the extreme. A large amount of true energy poured into the long sword in his hand, and the long sword was radiant.
Then, Su Mo slashed hard with the sword in his hand.
"Wind Demon Sword Technique - Wind Demon Shocking Cloud Slash!"
With one sword slash, the momentum shocked the clouds.
This style is the ninth style of Feng Mo Sword Technique, which is also the last style of Feng Mo Sword Technique. It is also the strongest style of Feng Mo Sword Technique.
Roar!
At this moment, a giant elephant appeared on Su Mo's body again. The giant elephant looked up to the sky and roared with great power.
This was the ultimate expression of Su Mo's physical strength.
Since that time, the strength of his physical body has increased dramatically, and the magical power of all things has been greatly improved. As long as he fully exerts the power of his physical body, the shadow of the giant elephant will appear from his body.
The violent sword struck Zuo Qiu in front of Zuo Qiu's eyes in an instant with unparalleled speed.
Zuo Qiu's eyes suddenly opened wide. Facing such a violent and fast sword, it was too late to dodge. He had only two choices.
Either use attack to attack and smash Su Mo's attack forcefully.
Either try your best to resist and take the sword forcefully.
Zuo Qiu chose the second option.
ah!
Zuo Qiu roared, holding the sword with both hands, and his hands turned into wind wheels, dancing wildly, creating sword curtains one after another in front of him.
The next moment, Su Mo struck the sword screen with an extremely violent sword.
Chichichi...
There was a sound like cloth being torn, and the sword curtain was torn apart layer by layer like tofu.
The next moment, the two swords collided fiercely.
boom……!
The two swords struck each other, causing Zuo Qiu's whole body to tremble, and the sleeves on his arms instantly turned into powder and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Zuo Qiu's body seemed to be hit by the weight of a mountain, his legs bent, and he knelt down with a bang.
puff……!
The next moment, blood spurted out from Zuo Qiu's mouth, ears, eyes, and nose.
Bleeding from all seven orifices!
Not only that, the skin and flesh of Zuo Qiu's arms were cracked, and scarlet blood was flowing down from the arms.
"How...how is it possible?"
Zuo Qiu's crimson eyes were wide open, with boundless fear on his face, and his lips were trembling.
Zuo Qiu knelt on the ground, his hands still raised high, and the sword in his hand still held Su Mo's long sword.
However, Zuo Qiu's hands were trembling, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.
Because, his internal organs had been shattered.
Su Mo did not answer Zuo Qiu, but looked at him and said solemnly: "You and I have no hatred at all, but we have different positions. This... is your life!"
"I'll give you a good one!"
After saying this, Su Mo pressed down his arm suddenly, then waved lightly, the sword light drew an arc, and a stream of blood flew out.
Chi!
A line of blood appeared on Zuo Qiu's neck, and then his body fell to the ground with a bang, completely dead.
After taking a look at Zuo Qiu's body, Su Mo raised his head and looked around.
There was silence all around, and everyone had their eyes wide open, looking at the field in disbelief.
The disciples of Xuanji Sect all looked dull and in disbelief.
From the time Su Mo drew his sword to the time he beheaded Zuo Qiu, it only took a few breaths for everyone to recover.
"Hahaha……"
After a moment, a sudden burst of laughter brought everyone back to their senses.
In front of the Tianyue Kingdom army, Yuan Zhan laughed crazily, his face filled with excitement.
After a while, Yuan Zhan stopped laughing and looked at the magic iron opposite him proudly.
"Mo Tie, the super genius of your Xuanji Sect is nothing more than this! You were not killed by the genius of my Tianyue Kingdom."
Yuan Zhan said loudly with a happy face.
Yuan Zhan was very happy. In the previous two rounds of fighting, his side had suffered miserably. Now he was finally able to win a round, which made him very happy.
Mo Tie's face was ashen, and his heart was extremely depressed.
I originally wanted to sweep the opponent round after round, but I didn't expect that in the third round of the battle, a monster would appear on Tianyue's side.
This guy's fighting prowess is simply incredible.
If it weren't for the aura on Su Mo's body, which showed that he was indeed at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, he would have doubted whether Su Mo was hiding his cultivation.
"Yuan Zhan, don't be too proud."
Mo Tie had a dark face and shouted angrily: "You Tianyue side only won one victory, so why should you be so proud?"
"Ha ha!"
Yuan Zhan laughed and said, "One battle is enough to defeat your strongest genius."
"snort!"
Mo Tie said coldly, and then looked at Su Mo again, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
This son's combat power is incredible. If he fully grows up, he will be extremely detrimental to Tielin Kingdom and Xuanji Sect in the future.
Mo Tie made secret calculations.
In the field, Su Mo stood upright like a javelin, showing his invincible attitude.
Su Mo turned his eyes and landed on the Iron Forest Nation's army.
Looking across the Tielin Legion, Su Mo focused on the more than two hundred Xuanji Sect disciples.
After thinking for a while, Su Mo shouted, "Who else is there? Willing to fight!" ***3***6***9***
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