My Cultivation is Soul Devouring
51. chapter five one

As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, the audience fell silent, and there was the sound of needles. 

Many people looked at Su Mo with strange expressions on their faces, did he still want to fight Wei Rufeng? Did he think he could defeat Wei Rufeng?

"Su Mo, what's the point of comparing?"

Lin De's expression darkened, and he said, "Wei Rufeng is already number one, and if you fight her again, it's just a passing scene."

“Oh, the winner is still balanced, how do you know that Wei Rufeng is number one?”

Su Mo sneered and shrugged without commitment.

According to the rules of the competition, each of the top three had to fight against the other two to determine the rank of the three.

There were a total of three battles, but now just one battle, Wei Rufeng had just defeated Lin Qiong and declared him to be number one!

How ridiculous!

Everyone was amazed, Su Mo's expression looked as if he really had the strength to go against Wei Rufeng.

Linde frowned, looking a little displeased.

"Boss Lin, I should have fought him in the final. Since he wants to fight, I will fulfill it."

With a smile in his eyes, Wei Rufeng looked at Su Mo with a funny expression on her face, and said, "I'll treat you like a dog, just because I'm worried that you'll admit defeat later."

"Don't worry, I've never admitted defeat in my life!" Said Su Mo.

Wei Rufeng smiled cunningly, all she wanted were Su Mo's words.

As long as Su Mo did not admit defeat, he could continue to attack the opponent, back then even if the opponent was incapacitated, no one else could say anything. "

"How about you admit defeat?"

Su Mo looked at Wei Rufeng and asked back, as if he did not know Wei Rufeng's intentions at all.

Wei Rufeng was startled, then laughed out loud, and said, "I admit defeat? Hehe! This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life."

"Okay, since that's the case, let's fight!"

Su Mo stepped onto the platform and looked at Wei Rufeng.

"This Su Mo is out of his control!"

"Right, Wei Kun, who has defeated the eighth level of Qi Refining, let's increase his confidence!"

"I guess he couldn't even catch Wei Rufeng's three moves!"

No one liked Su Mo, and no one thought he was Wei Rufeng's opponent.

Even Su Hong in the stands looked worried.Although Su Mo many times exceeded his expectations, he still did not think Su Mo had the strength to defeat Wei Rufeng.

Xi'er was probably the only person in the entire Martial Arts Arena who had faith in Su Mo, which was a kind of blind worship.

In the field, a long sword came out from its scabbard with a clang, and Su Mo's aura changed.His eyes were as sharp as sword light, piercing people's hearts, and bursts of sharpness radiated from it.

Seeing Su Mo's momentum, Wei Rufeng was slightly surprised.

But that's all.

"cut!"

Shouted Wei Rufeng, and raised the height of the long blade.The dazzling fiery red light gathered on the blade, and cut towards Su Mo in an instant.

The chi!

A fiery blade light flew out, melting the air.

Swish Desir Desir! !

With a flick of his wrist, Su Mo tapped the long sword three times in a row.

Banging!

Like the sound of fried beans, before the sword light reached Su Mo's body, he was smashed to pieces by the long sword, causing air waves to ripple.

"Defeat me!"

Wei Rufeng rushed out, making use of the moment Su Mo pierced the blade light, she stepped forward and directly came to Su Mo.

Swish Desir Desir! !

The thick blade tore through the air, making a shrill whimpering sound, and the flames that burned even the air.

"Su Mo will lose!"

The crowd silently thought, Su Hai was defeated by this trick before, even Su Hai was unable to take three swords, and it was even more impossible for Su Mo to take them.

"Wind and clouds!"

Su Mo's face was calm, and his true energy flowed into the long sword crazily. The brilliance of the long sword surged. Su Mo swung his sword, and a gust of wind suddenly blew. The sword light was sharp and swept through everything.

bum bum bum!

The sword collided constantly, and the power continued to explode Su Mo's long hair fluttered and his clothes trembled, but he remained motionless.

Whahuh?

Take 'em!

The eyes of the crowd widened, and they looked at the calm young man in disbelief.

"With a little bit of strength, no wonder you're so arrogant!"

Wei Rufeng narrowed her eyes, and said coldly, "However, this is still a dying struggle, so take another nine knives from me."

After saying that, Wei Rufeng's body soared into the sky, holding the blade in both of her hands, she cut down Mount Huashan with all her strength.

"Nine consecutive slashes!"

Nine fiery red sword qi exploded, cutting vertically and horizontally, forming a huge sword net, smashing the void.

"damaging!"

Facing the large sword net, Su Mo shouted and advanced instead of retreating, leaving behind a shadow on the ground. The sword light swayed, and the momentum of the sword was uncertain. The sharp sword light matched the wind, like a nine-day wind .

Boo!

With all his might, the blade net collapsed.

Breaking through the blade net, Su Mo swung his sword.

"Wind and clouds!"

The incomparable sword light escaped into the wind, as fast as lightning, and slashed towards Wei Rufeng.

"hate!"

The attack was broken, and the opponent counterattacked, Wei Rufeng was so angry that it was hard to speak, the true energy of his entire body gathered on the long blade, and suddenly hit the sword light.

The explosion!

There was an explosion, wind blowing, and the two flew back at the same time.

Su Mo frowned and stared at the long sword in his hand.

The fine steel sword in his hand had a broken end, and the rest of the sword was also covered in cracks.

Su Mo's refined steel sword was only a first-rate middle-class weapon made from refined steel, and could no longer withstand its might.

Moreover, Wei Rufeng's weapon was definitely not low-level, and the tip of his sword was cut by the opponent's long blade.

"Haha! Su Mo, his sword is broken, you will lose today!" Wei Rufeng laughed.

Su Mo sneered, and while he was considering whether to take out the Spirit Killing Sword, Su Hong's voice sounded.

"Mo'er, get the sword!"

In the stands, Su Hong grabbed the sword of an elder beside him and threw it at Li Sumo.

"Great sword!"

After picking up the sword, Su Mo looked at it, and his eyes twinkled.

This was a silver sword, about three feet long, although the wide and thick blade was simple and unadorned, it was unable to hide its sharpness.

This was a secondary weapon, although not as good as his Spirit Killing Sword, it was also much stronger than a fine steel sword.