Combatant
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Die!”
The thin man from the Ultimisteri Sect roared and suddenly attacked with a straight punch.
“Boxing Destroyer Vajra!”
Even though this disciple of the Ultimister Sect was thin, the fist techniques he practiced were fierce and domineering.
His fist force was as heavy as a mountain and had the momentum to destroy everything.
Whooshing sound!
Su Mo's figure flashed, leaving behind a remnant shadow, and instantly dodged the attack.
In the next moment, Su Mo appeared behind him and thrust his sword into his back.
A sharp sword radiance pierced through the air with a shrill voice.
Huff!
The skinny youth was indeed a genius at the Lv 4 Spiritual Martial Realm. He reacted quickly, turned around, and punched out a sword beam.
The explosion!
After the collision, the two flew back at the same time.
“You are really strong!”
Su Mo narrowed his eyes.
This person might not be as talented as Zuo Qiu, but his strength was definitely above Zuo Qiu. No wonder he was a genius at the Lv 4 Spiritual Martial Realm.
“You can't beat me!”
The skinny youth looked at Su Mo coldly and said in a deep voice.
“Truly?”
Su Mo sneered and said flatly, “You will die in five steps!”
Su Mo sounded very confident.
“Five movements?”
The skinny young man raised his eyebrows and sneered. “Blind pride is ignorance. I want to see how you can kill me in five moves.”
Although the skinny young man was insulting, his expression was quite serious.
Clearly, he did not underestimate Su Mo.
Su Mo shook his head and said nothing more. He flashed and rushed towards the skinny young man.
In an instant, he approached the skinny young man and slashed down with his sword.
“Game of Wind Sword Dewa—Medium Gale!”
A sharp blade of wind, like a strong wind from the Ninth Heaven, broke through the air and instantly slashed towards the skinny young man's face.
“Self-Defense Soul!”
Facing Su Mo's peerless sword, the skinny young man instantly unleashed his Martial Soul.
His Martial Soul was an ape, which was three meters tall and had extremely long arms.
The ape's body glowed with eight circles of yellow light.
It was a Rank 8 Human Grade Martial Soul.
“Destroyed!”
After releasing his Martial Soul, the momentum of the young man increased and he punched out toward the approaching blade of wind.
The explosion!
Fists and swords collided and exploded.
The wind blades shattered and scattered.
The skinny youth staggered back five steps.
“God Wind Sword Arts — Quail Wind and Clouds!”
Su Mo did not give his opponent a chance to breathe and attack again.
A gust of strong wind suddenly rose, accompanied by a fierce sword light attack.
The explosion!
The second attack forced the skinny young man to retreat eighteen steps.
“God Wind Sword Arts — Wind Roars in the Sky!”
Su Mo swung his sword one after another, and the wind grew louder. The wind merged with the momentum of the sword and triggered a shocking force.
The explosion!
This time, the skinny young man could no longer block it and was sent flying.
Your!!
The skinny youth spewed out a mouthful of blood in the air.
“How is this possible?”
The skinny young man was horrified. He was seriously injured in just three attacks.
He can't believe it.
Whooshing sound!
Before the skinny young man's body landed on the ground, Su Mo dashed out again.
Su Mo soared into the sky and attacked with Wind Roaring in the Sky.
The chi!
This attack instantly tore the skinny young man's body apart, and blood rained down from the sky.
Bang out!
The damaged body of the skinny youth fell to the ground, no longer breathing. He's really dead.
Su Mo challenged someone at a higher level, and he still destroyed it.
Su Mo glanced at the body and it was no wonder he had killed it with four strikes.
Even against Zuo Qiu, Su Mo only used Swordplay of Wind Devil.
The game of the heavenly Wind Sword could double Su Mo's strength.
After killing the skinny young man, Su Mo stood proudly in the arena and stared at the Iron Forest Country camp with provocation in his eyes.
“Who else? Who would dare to fight? “
Su Mo suddenly shouted with a domineering and arrogant attitude.
Faced with the arrogant Su Mo, the Iron Forest Country camp did not make a sound. Everyone is silent.
Senior Brother Wu is already one of the strongest martial artists in the Lv 4 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Even Senior Brother Wu was defeated with a few strikes. Who else could defeat Su Mo?
He's too strong!
He's so strong!
He was so strong that he was against the natural order!
The disciples of the Ultimisteri Sect looked grim. Su Mo, a martial artist in the Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm, had defeated their martial artists in the Lv 3 and 4 Spiritual Martial Realm, which was unacceptable.
“Kakak Su Mo is unbeatable!”
Su Mo stood proudly on the battlefield. At this moment, a loud shout sounded from the city walls of Guanwu City.
Hearing this voice, Su Mo slightly smiled. It was Niu Xiaohu's voice.
Following Niu Xiaohu's shout, the Skymoon Country camp was truly a scene.
Many Gale Island disciples also responded and cheered loudly.
Then, even tens of thousands of Skymoon Country soldiers shouted loudly.
“Su Mo is unbeatable!”
“Su Mo is invincible! Skymoon Country is invincible! “
“…”
The surging roars formed waves that soared into the sky, shaking the nine heavens and resounding for a hundred miles, shaking the heavens and earth.
Everyone shouted for the young man who stood proudly on the battlefield.
At this moment, the morale of the Skymoon Country army surged.
On the other hand, the troops of the Iron Forest Country looked pale and their morale was extremely low.
“Su Mo, come back!”
At this moment, a subtle sound entered Su Mo's ears.
It was a transmission of Original Qi Sound.
A martial artist in the Spiritual Martial Realm could use his Original Qi to transmit sounds.
However, the transmission distance of Original Qi Sound depended on the cultivation of martial artists.
A martial artist in the Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm could transmit sounds with Original Qi at a distance of about 100 meters.
A martial artist in the Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm could transmit sounds with Original Qi within a distance of 2.5 kilometers.
Su Mo raised his brows when he heard this voice.
It was Yuan Zhan's voice.
“Will Yuan Zhan take the initiative to attack?”
“That's right, the morale of the Sky Moon Country army is high. If not now, when will it be?”
Without hesitation, Su Mo showed extreme movements of his body and quickly left the battlefield.
The next instant, Yuan Zhan's roar suddenly sounded.
“Listen, general! Everybody, attack! “
Yuan Zhan's roar, which was infused with a powerful Qi, echoed throughout the place.
“Kill!”
Yuan Zhan took the lead and rushed out with a large sword in his hand.
The Black Scale Army followed from behind. The 50,000 soldiers of the Skymoon Country suddenly attacked like black bursts, rushing towards the Iron Forest Army on the opposite side.
“Kill!”
“Kill, kill, kill ..”
Tens of thousands of soldiers roared together and their seething killing intent inflated the nine heavens.
“Brother, prepare! Shoot it! “
Seeing the attack of the Skymoon Country army, Mo Tie hurriedly shouted.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! A terrible whistle sounded.
Instantly, the sky darkened. Countless arrows turned into a rain of arrows that covered the sky and blocked the sun.
The Skymoon Country Army had been well prepared. The soldiers in front took out their huge shields.
“Ah! Uh! Uh! “
After two rounds of arrows, the Heavenly Moon Country army and the Iron Forest Country army collided with each other with the casualties of over 300 lives. “Kill!
Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! “
Suddenly, the entire battlefield was filled with crazy cries.
The neighing sound of the galloping warhorse and shrill cries of misery rang out continuously.
Blood spurted and dyed the ground red.
Both sides attacked crazily with red eyes.
In such a large-scale battle, human lives were as cheap as grass.
Every moment, every second, someone dies.
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