The strong wind howled, and strangled Yan Ba, and the sharp sword light accompanied the strong wind, like a thread of starlight.
drink!
Yan Ba ??shouted angrily, tried his best to mobilize the true energy in his body, swung his long knife, and tore the strong wind to pieces.
But the sharp sword light flashed across his shoulder and slashed fiercely on his shoulder.
Poof!
The protective qi was cut through, the sword light flashed, blood spattered, and a foot-long, bone-deep sword mark appeared on Yan Ba's shoulder.
ah!
Yan Ba ??let out a miserable cry, and retreated violently again.
Yan Ba's face was as pale as paper, and on his shoulders, blood spurted out like a flood that opened the gate.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Ba ??lost a lot of weight, and his spirit was sluggish.
The spurted blood turned into streams and rushed towards Su Mo, and Su Mo was wrapped in blood.
"What kind of magic art have you practiced? Can you actually control my blood?"
Yan Ba ??roared angrily, his face full of horror.
Even an idiot can see his current situation. All his blood is rushing towards Su Mo, and it is obvious that Su Mo used some kind of magic power to forcefully suck it out.
"Dead people are not qualified to know!"
Su Mo's voice was indifferent, and he didn't stop in his hands. His sword skills were faster, and the long sword turned into a phantom, and he struck out repeatedly.
Yan Ba, who was seriously injured and depressed, could no longer resist.
Chi Chi Chi!
The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh could not be heard. After a round of attack, Su Mo stopped and put the long sword back into its sheath.
On the opposite side of him, Yan Ba's tall body stood still, with a frightened expression on his face.
next moment.
Poof! ! !
A line of blood appeared on Yan Ba's chest, neck, and forehead.
Boom!
The blood line split, blood flowed, and Yan Ba's body fell down heavily, making a dull sound.
Su Mo glanced at Yan Ba's body, expressionless.
It was not too difficult for Su Mo to kill Yan Ba.
However, the other party was a warrior at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he had a lot of true energy and blood energy in his body. Su Mo's physical strength has been strengthened a lot just by devouring his kung fu for a moment.
It can be said that Su Mo devoured in the battle, and his strength is gradually increasing.
After a moment of silence, the four square stands suddenly boiled.
"Strong! Too powerful!"
"Yan Ba, an inner disciple of Fengling Island, is dead!"
"Su Mo is really unbelievable. It must be that he has cultivated some kind of weird secret technique, which can control the blood in other people's bodies and reduce the opponent's strength!"
"Su Mo has now won 102 games in a row, which is comparable to Jin Yang's record among the Tianyue Four Heroes!"
There was boiling in the stands.
The Sixth Prince stood up with a serious expression on his face. He also wanted to meet Su Mo.
A look came over, and the sixth prince turned his head to look, it was Luo Qianfan.
Luo Qianfan sat not far away and shook his head slightly at him.
The sixth prince raised his eyebrows, pondered for a while, and sat down again.
On the tower in the distance, Elder Yuan and a large group of stewards of the fighting arena looked gloomy. They didn't care about Yan Ba's life or death, what they cared about was the loss of the fighting arena.
Su Mo's winning streak has reached the current level. Every time he wins, the Arena has to pay a huge price.
It can be said that if Su Mo wins 150 games in a row, the entire Four Seas Martial Arts Arena will lose a year's income in vain!
This is something unacceptable in the arena!
But if Su Mo really reaches that level, no matter how unwilling they are, they will offer this huge reward.
? Their Four Seas Martial Arts Arena has been open for hundreds of years, relying on their good reputation, it is impossible to destroy the city wall by themselves.
So, what they have to do now is to find ways to prevent Su Mo from continuing his winning streak.
"Who can beat him?"
Elder Yuan asked with a gloomy face.
A group of managers looked at me and I looked at you, all of them showed wry smiles.
After a while, a middle-aged manager said: "We didn't expect that after he won a hundred consecutive victories, he would not rest and continue to fight. Now he will contact other powerful seventh-level spirit martial masters from the outside world. It¡¯s too late, we can only let some blockers below do their best!¡±
"It's strange to say that this son has been fighting for so long, not onlySeeing no signs of fatigue, the more you fight, the more courageous you become! "
The middle-aged steward showed a puzzled expression, and heaved a long sigh.
"No matter how strong he is, he still has a bottom line!"
Elder Yuan also sighed, waved his hands, and said, "Go and arrange it! Try to organize a group of experts, and don't give him time to breathe!"
Elder Yuan has a headache. It has been a long time since there has been such a powerful warrior in the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena. For a while, he was powerless.
"yes!"
Several stewards were ordered to resign.
The seventh district.
Su Mo stood quietly on the battle stage, waiting for others to challenge him.
Whoosh!
A burly young man, holding a spear in his hand, rushed onto the battle platform.
"I'm here to learn from Your Excellency!"
The young man clasped his fists at Su Mo, and with a flick of his spear, pierced the air, and charged towards Su Mo like a poisonous snake.
Boom boom!
Su Mo's combat power was fully activated, and with his martial soul activated, he was knocked off the battle platform with two swords.
This person's strength is far worse than Yan Ba's.
After fighting for a period of time, Su Mo already had a rough idea of ??the abilities of the Martial Soul.
For a martial artist at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, mobilizing the martial soul is enough to weaken the opponent's strength by half.
And against a martial artist at the seventh level of the Upper Spiritual Martial Realm, it can probably weaken the opponent's strength by about 30%.
Even if it is only 30% strength, it is already very remarkable.
If a martial artist at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, whose combat power was exactly the same as Su Mo's, was suddenly weakened by 30%.
Su Mo was confident that he could kill the opponent within ten moves.
Whizzing!
For the next period of time, warriors continued to challenge Su Mo.
These people were all extremely powerful and powerful, but they were still not Su Mo's opponents, and they were defeated one after another!
Su Mo's Martial Soul, except that it was not released, has been activated to the extreme. Not only can it defeat the opponent faster, but it can also swallow a lot of true energy and blood energy.
One hundred and five games!
One hundred and six games!
One hundred and seventeen games!
One hundred and eighteen games!
It didn't take long for Su Mo to win 118 games in a row.
The more he fought, the stronger Su Mo became. He devoured the true energy and blood energy of many other people, and his physical strength increased again. Only his physical strength was already comparable to that of ordinary warriors at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Whoosh!
Another warrior stepped onto the battlefield.
This is a short and stout old man with bright eyes and great momentum.
"It's Mr. Zhong who has come to power!"
"Haha! Elder Zhong's defense is invincible at the same level. Let's see how Su Mo can break it!"
In the stands, many people recognized the short and strong old man.
On the battlefield.
The short and strong old man smiled slightly at Su Mo, and said, "Your strength, my friend, I admire. Although I can't beat you, if you want to beat me in a short time, it's impossible!"
The short and strong old man is very confident, with a faint smile on his face.
"Oh? Really?"
Su Mo was also interested when he heard the words. Apart from his sword intent, his current strength has been almost revealed. The extraordinary combat power is obvious to all. This person can still say these words, obviously he has full confidence.
Buzz~~
The next moment, the old man released his martial spirit.
The old man's martial spirit is an illusory golden bell, which is not of high level, but only a seventh-order human-level martial spirit.
The mouth of the Golden Bell Martial Soul bell goes down, directly covering the old man completely within it.
The old man's whole body was full of zhenqi, which was poured into the golden bell, and the golden bell suddenly burst into golden light, so dazzling that it almost condensed into a solid body.
"Little friend, the defense of this old man is so far unbeatable in the same class!"
The old man said loudly, with a lot of confidence on his face, and said: "Today, the old man will let you see what is invincible defense! Take action!"
The old man was obviously not going to attack, but launched the strongest defense and let Su Mo attack him.
His purpose of coming to power this time was not to defeat Su Mo, but to consume Su Mo to the greatest extent.
From the old man's point of view, facing his invincible defense, Su Mo would definitely attack crazily. In this way, Su Mo's true energy would be exhausted quickly.
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