Peerless God Lord

Nangong Linjue looked at Su Mo coldly.

When Su Mo heard this, he sneered, shook his head and said, "You are not qualified to let me release my martial spirit!"

It wasn't that Su Mo was unwilling to release his martial spirit, but that his martial spirit didn't have much increase in combat power.

"What? Not qualified?"

Nangong Linjue suddenly looked ugly.

He is the first disciple of the outer sect, and now he has released the strongest martial spirit below the earth level, doubling his combat power, and the other party actually says that he is not qualified?

When the surrounding disciples watching the battle heard this, they all became speechless.

"Damn it, Su Mo is too crazy!"

"You dare to speak arrogantly in front of Senior Brother Nangong, how arrogant you are!"

"Being blindly arrogant will only lead to death. He will die under the sword of Senior Brother Nangong!"

Su Mo listened to the discussions around him and smiled lightly, not caring at all.

"Nangong Linjue, let me show you my true strength!"

Su Mo's face turned cold, and his aura exploded wildly.

The six spiritual whirlpools in the body were activated to the extreme, and the golden light of the physical body shone brightly, and the skin seemed to be covered with a layer of gold.

Above his head, the essence is like a sword, and an illusory sword shadow is extremely sharp, piercing the sky.

According to his disciples who were close to him, they all felt a chill on their bodies and their skin stung, as if they had been slashed by a sharp sword, and they were horrified.

"This is……"

On the viewing platform, Elder Wei's eyes suddenly widened and he took a deep breath.

What kind of person Elder Wei was? He was a master of the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm. He could easily tell at a glance what kind of power Su Mo displayed!

It's sword intent!

It is the martial will that countless warriors dream of!

Elder Wei couldn't believe that even a strong man in the True Spirit Realm could hardly comprehend the will of martial arts. How could Su Mo comprehend it?

Elder Wei recognized Su Mo's sword intention.

Some other elders on the viewing platform also recognized him, and they all took a breath of cold air.

Wang Hui even stood up in shock.

It had been five or six years since he had been promoted to the True Spirit Realm, but he still hadn't been able to comprehend the will of martial arts. But Su Mo, who had just cultivated in the Spiritual Martial Realm, actually understood it.

This is really incredible!

The elders recognized him, but some disciples in the square were completely unaware of the situation.

They only felt waves of sharp energy erupting from Su Mo's body and sweeping towards them, like countless sharp swords attacking them.

Many disciples were horrified and retreated violently.

Only a few disciples looked thoughtful and vaguely guessed.

In the distance, on another mountain peak, in the pavilion, after Su Mo showed his sword intention, a sharp light flashed in Duan Jingtian's eyes.

In the field, Su Mo was holding a long sword, which was extremely sharp and impressive.

"Nangong Linjue, let's fight!"

Su Mo suddenly stamped his foot, and his body shot out like a sharp sword, heading towards Nangong Linjue.

"Kamikaze Sword Technique - Swift Wind Blade!"

call out!

The black sword light flashed away in the void, and the air was as calm as water, without any ripples.

This is the swordsmanship reaching its extreme.

clang!

There was a loud noise, and Nangong Linjue's sword blocked the sword light.

Swish, swish, swish! ! ! !

Su Mo's arm turned into a phantom and he launched a tidal wave of attacks on Nangong Linjue. The sword light illuminated the sky and the sword energy spread across the sky.

One sword is faster than the other, one is sharper than the other, and one is more cruel than the other.

At this moment, all Su Mo's strength was released. The six spiritual whirlpools rumbled and shook. The dazzling golden light on his body made him look like a god of war.

Boom boom! ! Clang! !

However, Nangong Linjue was also very powerful. His fighting power had greatly increased. He was on the same level as Su Mo. It would be difficult for Su Mo to defeat him in a short period of time.

One hundred moves!

Two hundred moves!

After two hundred moves, Nangong Linjue finally couldn't bear it any longer. He gradually fell into a disadvantage and was completely suppressed by Su Mo.

Su Mo's six spiritual whirlpools had unimaginable true energy. The more he fought, the braver he became and his momentum became stronger and stronger.

Nangong Lin felt that sweat had broken out on his forehead and his energy was about to run out.

"Wind Demon Shocks Cloud Slash!"

Su Mo jumped up high and struck Nangong Linjue with his sword.

clang! !

The swords struck each other, and a deafening explosion was heard.

Deng Deng Deng

Nangong Linjue retreated, and was knocked back dozens of steps, and the empty door opened.

"Kamikaze kill!"

Of course, Su Mo would not miss the opportunity and immediately used the killing sword. The man and the sword merged into the wind, and the killing mood instantly enveloped Nangong Linjue.

Roar!

Nangong Linjue was worthy of being the top master of the outer sect. His reaction speed was as fast as it could be. He roared in an emergency and moved his long knife forward to block it. At the same time, he twisted slightly to avoid it.

However, the kamikaze killing blow of the Dacheng realm cannot be easily avoided.

laugh!

The water-like sword light flashed across Nangong Linjue's waist in an instant and disappeared in a flash.

ah!

Nangong Linjue screamed, his face was as pale as paper, and his body retreated violently.

On his waist, a sword mark nearly a foot long was cut, and blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Nangong Linjue was almost cut in half.

"Nangong Linjue, it's over!"

Su Mo's indifferent voice sounded, and he rushed out again, approaching Nangong Linjue in an instant.

The long sword was raised high, and the black sword light was like a sickle of death.

"don't want……!"

Nangong Linjue's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The sound of death instantly eroded his soul.

"Die!"

Su Mo was a decisive person in his two lives. How could he stop easily? He would kill with a wave of his right arm.

"Be bold!"

At this moment, suddenly, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and the sound contained endless majesty.

The next moment, a terrifying coercion, like a stormy sea, enveloped Su Mo from a distance and arrived in an instant.

Su Mo's body sank suddenly, and he felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, which was extremely heavy.

The movements in his hands also stopped.

It was Duan Jingtian who took action.

I saw Duan Jingtian stepping out of the pavilion in the distance, walking out of the pavilion with his hands behind his back, pacing in the air.

Duan Jingtian's expression was very ugly. Anyone who had been swept away by the Tianmeng disciples would be angry.

Su Mo had killed several Tianmeng disciples before. The reason why he did not intervene was because he knew that Nangong Linjue would definitely kill Su Mo.

But now, the situation was completely different. Not only could Nangong Linjue not be able to kill Su Mo, but he would also die in Su Mo's hands.

Therefore, he had to take action.

Nangong Linjue, who almost died after seeing Duan Jingtian take action, breathed a long sigh of relief.

His life is now worry-free!

As long as Duan Jingtian speaks, who among all the disciples on Fengling Island dares not to listen?

"Su Mo, I will... kill you next time!"

Nangong Linjue looked at Su Mo in front of him and roared with hatred on his face.

However, due to his serious injuries, excessive bleeding, and extremely weak body, he could not speak clearly.

"Do you want a next time?"

Su Mo sneered and tried his best to resist the pressure on his body.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed down. ***3***6***9***

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