Peerless God Lord

Su Mo couldn't help but tremble.

Blood mist exploded in the pores of the skin all over his body, and immediately strands of blood flowed down from the pores, and he seemed to have turned into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.

Su Mo gritted his teeth and persisted for a moment. He sighed and opened his eyes helplessly.

He failed!

"The condensation of this fifth spiritual whirlpool is so terrifying. Even with the strength of my physical body, I can't even withstand it!"

Su Mo frowned and muttered to himself.

Su Mo had a strong will and could endure the pain and persevere, but he knew that with his current physical strength, if he forcibly gathered the fifth spiritual whirlpool, his physical body would collapse.

With Su Mo's current strength, once his physical body collapsed, it would mean death.

Although this nine-whirlpool secret method can explode nine times in strength after it is completely refined, it is impossible for ordinary people to completely refine it. It is quite difficult to condense three or four spiritual whirlpools.

"Don't worry, with the speed at which my physical body is improving now, I will definitely be able to refine all nine spiritual whirlpools when I reach the Spiritual Martial Realm."

After thinking about it, Su Mo felt relieved. His current strength was far beyond that of warriors of the same level. As long as his strength steadily improved, it would not be a matter of time before he could gather nine spiritual vortexes.

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind, then cleaned the blood on his body and put on a clean moon-white robe.

Afterwards, Su Mo took a healing elixir and recovered from his injuries.

He stopped the Condensing Spirit Whirlpool in time, so the injury was not serious.

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the courtyard was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps came immediately.

"Li Feng and the others are back?"

Su Mo smiled slightly and walked out of the room.

"You guys will be back so soon..."

After walking out of the room, Su Mo was about to speak, but before he could finish speaking, his face suddenly froze and his voice stopped abruptly.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Li Feng, Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu stumbled in with slow steps.

The three people's faces were extremely pale, their bodies were stained with blood, and they were all seriously injured.

Niu Xiaohu, in particular, was the most seriously injured and was still coughing up blood.

"What's going on with you guys?"

Su Mo hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a gloomy face.

"Senior Brother Su Mo, let's...cough! Cough!"

When Niu Xiaohu saw Su Mo, he was about to speak, but couldn't help but cough.

"Li Feng, tell me, what's going on?"

Su Mo turned to look at Li Feng.

"Su Mo, we had a conflict with the disciples of the Lieyang Sect and were injured by them!"

Li Feng's face was ashen and he said through gritted teeth.

"Disciples of the Lieyang Sect? Why did you conflict with them?"

Su Mo asked with a frown.

Li Feng remained silent, with a look of shame on his face.

"Senior Brother Su, it's like this. We went to the martial arts arena of the City Lord's Mansion and saw many disciples from the four major sects competing there, so we went over to watch."

Zhou Xin said in a deep voice: "Who would have thought that those disciples of the Lieyang Sect insulted me, the disciples of Fengling Island, but Li Feng couldn't stand it, so he stepped forward to argue. As a result, we clashed with them. They have a large number of people, and we are not at all. opponent!"

"Why did they insult us Fengling Island disciples?"

Su Mo's eyes flashed with anger and he asked coldly.

"They said... the disciples from Fengling Island who came to Guanwucheng this time are all rubbish and trash, and none of them can be of great use!"

Zhou Xin said angrily.

"How many are there? What are their cultivation levels?"

Su Mo's face was indifferent, with anger flashing in his eyes.

"There are more than a dozen of them, most of them are second-level masters of the Lingwu Realm, and there are also a few third-level masters of the Lingwu Realm."

Zhou Xin said.

"Come on, take me there!"

Su Mo nodded and said.

"Senior Brother Su..."

The three of them were shocked when they heard this, while Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu remained silent.

Li Feng sighed, then shook his head and said, "Su Mo, let's forget it! Although you are powerful, the opponent is outnumbered, and there are many disciples from the Lieyang Sect this time, and there must be some spiritual martial arts among them. If you are a strong person at the fourth level or even the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, it would be too dangerous for you to become our enemy!"

"Li Feng, I regard you as brothers. Since my brothers are being bullied, how can I sit idly by and ignore them?"

Su Mo looked at Li Feng, waved his hand, and said indifferently: "I will help you find your place, don't worry! These cats and dogs can't hurt me."

"let's go!"

Su Mo said hello and walked out first.

Li Feng and the others had complicated expressions. Su Mo would not hesitate to make enemies of a large number of Lieyang Sect disciples for them. They were very moved by this friendship.

Immediately, the three of them hurriedly followed Su Mo towards the martial arts arena of the City Lord's Mansion.

The martial arts field in the City Lord's Mansion is very huge. It is the place where the City Lord usually trains his soldiers and horses. It covers an area of ​​several hundred feet.

At this time, two people were fighting in the martial arts arena. Seventy or eighty people gathered around to watch, and the atmosphere was very lively.

The two people fighting against each other were a young man in yellow and a young man in gray. Both of them were not weak in cultivation, and both had reached the peak of the second level of the Lingwu Realm.

Bang bang bang! !

The wind roared in the palms, the shadows of the fists flew, and the two people kept colliding.

After the two exchanged more than ten moves, the young man in yellow gradually gained the upper hand and gradually suppressed the young man in gray.

The young man in yellow took advantage of the momentum and attacked fiercely. Finally, after several moves, he hit the young man in gray with a palm.

boom!

The boy in gray clothes was blown away by a palm, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

"This Ma Yue is really amazing!"

"Yes! He has defeated eight Fengling Island disciples in a row! It's really rare to meet an opponent!"

"The disciples of Fengling Island are too useless! Several disciples with the same cultivation level as Ma Yue are no match for Ma Yue!"

"..."

The disciples from several major sects who were watching were talking a lot.

When the young man in yellow, Ma Yue, heard the praise from everyone, his face flashed with color. He immediately glanced at the people around him and said domineeringly: "Is there any other Fengling Island disciple who is dissatisfied? If you are dissatisfied, just come up and I will beat him." Convinced!"

No one came on stage again, and the dozens of Fengling Island disciples around them were all silent.

When Ma Yue saw that no one on Fengling Island dared to fight anymore, he immediately sneered, his face full of sarcasm: "Haha! Your Fengling Island is really rubbish, not only the sect but also the disciples are rubbish. I really don't know how Duan Jingtian appeared on Fengling Island. Such a genius!”

Ma Yue's face was arrogant and arrogant, full of contempt for Fengling Island.

When more than a dozen Fengling Island disciples heard this, their faces turned red and they felt burning pain on their faces.

Ma Yue was slapping Feng Lingdao's face naked, and slapping Fenglingdao's disciples in the face.

However, these dozen Fengling Island disciples did not dare to express their anger. They were not high in cultivation and were at the second level of the spiritual martial arts realm.

With their strength, they couldn't do anything to Ma Yue.

"I'm not convinced...!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from a distance. ***3***6***9***

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