Peerless God Lord

"Arrogant, I can't catch your move in a battle of the same level?"

When Long Ao came back to his senses, he was immediately furious and a sharp cold light shot out from his eyes.

The combat prowess of his dragon clan is unparalleled in the Wild Star Territory, and as a genius of the dragon clan, he has never been defeated among his peers.

And this person from the Taiyin tribe actually threatened that he could not take more than one of his moves. This was simply a sign of ignorance.

If he didn't teach Su Mo a lesson today, how would he lose his face? Where is the face of the Dragon Clan?

"Come here, I want to see how arrogant you are!"

Long Ao shouted coldly, and quickly flew towards Baiyu Mountain in a flash.

Seeing this, Su Mo looked calm and flew over.

He didn't mean to anger Long Ao on purpose, he just wanted the other party to fight him at the semi-saint level.

Although he would be more relaxed if he were fighting at the same level, if he didn't show his strong strength and challenge the demon lord later, he would inevitably be met with blank looks and contempt again.

It was even possible that the demon lord didn't even bother to fight him.

That's why he asked Long Ao to use his cultivation level at the semi-sacred realm. Although his cultivation level was much higher than his, there was no need to worry at all with his current combat power after switching to the cultivation method.

Su Mo still had this kind of confidence.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, Long Ao and Su Mo entered the White Jade Mountain one after another.

The scene was completely silent, and everyone was staring at Baiyu Mountain. Su Mo was so loud, and it would soon be known how strong he was.

Leng Xie, Fan Yunsheng, and other members of the witch clan all sneered.

Su Mo's contempt for Long Ao was definitely seeking abuse, and he would definitely bear Long Ao's wrath.

Yun Youyou's pretty face was solemn. Although she knew that Su Mo was powerful, she couldn't help but worry about Su Mo when facing the Dragon Clan.

"Palace Master, I haven't seen you for several years. I wonder what level your strength has reached?" Long Teng looked solemnly, staring closely at the two people on the white jade mountain wall, and thought to himself.

In his opinion, Su Mo's combat power was extraordinary. Although he was only at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial Lord Realm, he must be at the Semi-Saint Realm or above.

Otherwise, he would not have said anything like asking Long Ao to use the Semi-Saint Realm cultivation.

Within Baiyu Mountain, in the vast void.

Long Ao and Su Mo both stopped. They were thousands of miles apart and stood facing each other.

"Boy, maybe you are a genius, but today, you will find that the so-called geniuses of your human race are nothing but despair in front of my dragon race!" Long Ao stared at Su Mo with a strong look of pride on his face.

This is his innate sense of superiority, the sense of superiority that comes with being a noble and powerful dragon.

"Belittle your opponent before taking action. I don't know where you get your sense of superiority!"

Su Mo's face was expressionless. Silver light flashed in his hand, and the holy sword snatched from Feitian Yu appeared in his hand.

"As a lower creature, you will never understand!"

Long Ao sneered, but his words were not spoken through his mouth, but transmitted through his mind.

After all, saying that humans are inferior creatures will anger those strong humans outside.

After saying this, Long Ao's body was boiling with dragon power, a powerful aura rose up, and the majestic dragon power filled all directions.

However, the aura on Long Ao's body was not only at the Martial Saint Realm, nor at the Semi-Saint Realm, but at the seventh level of the Martial Master Realm, with the same level of cultivation as Su Mo.

Obviously, he suppressed his own cultivation to the seventh level of Martial Master Realm.

Since he said he would fight at the same level as Su Mo, he meant what he said.

Everyone was not surprised when they saw this. Long Ao was extremely arrogant and would definitely choose to fight at the same level as Su Mo.

"Do you really want to fight with me on the same level?" Seeing this, Su Mo asked in shock. This guy's confidence is worthy of admiration!

"Of course!" Long Ao said firmly.

"Well, you can lose!" Su Mo chuckled and swung his sword.

call out!

In an instant, a bright three-color sword energy, like the Nine Heavens Divine Blade, attacked Long Ao.

In this move, Su Mo did not use the energy of chaos, but the power of the three-color black energy formed by combining two attributes was extremely terrifying.

Moreover, coupled with the fact that he used more than a dozen sword fighting spirits, the power of this blow was enough to shake the world.

The extremely sharp three-color sword energy was more than ten miles long. The boundless edge was accompanied by the shocking sword power, and it attacked Long Ao at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The power of this sword is boundless and terrifying. The huge fluctuations of the sword energy are like the roaring waves of the angry sea. The majestic sword power is like a mountain of swords suppressing it.

"What?"

Long Ao's eyes widened when he saw this, because Su Mo's sword was much more powerful than the average seventh-level Martial Master Realm warrior, and it was slightly better than the attacks of ordinary Semi-Saints.

At the same time, countless people outside watching the battle were also shocked in their hearts and looked shocked.

They could naturally see how powerful Su Mo's sword was and how powerful it was that of a semi-saint.

The cultivation level of the seventh level of the Martial Lord Realm is comparable to the strength of a semi-saint!

This shocked many people. People from all major galaxies and races were greatly surprised. This Su Mo turned out to be so defiant!

Even though the Taiyin people knew that Su Mo was powerful, they never expected that he could be as powerful as a Half-Saint.

"How is that possible?" Leng Xie looked in disbelief and was shocked in his heart. His cultivation level reached the ninth level of the Martial Lord Realm. Although his combat power was much stronger than that of a Half-Saint, it was still close to that of an average Martial Saint.

The power of Su Mo's sword was almost close to his own strength, which made him not surprised.

I thought that he had completely thrown Su Mo away, but I didn't expect that was not the case at all!

"Awesome!" Long Teng's eyes lit up, and he was extremely surprised. He had underestimated the palace master's strength. This attack was barely close to the weakest Martial Saint realm warrior.

Not only Leng Xie and Long Teng were shocked, but everyone including Fan Yunsheng, Yun Youyou, Gao Haoran, etc. were also shocked by this sword, and all of them looked surprised.

It can be said that among the tens of thousands of people in the audience, only the Wu clan was not too surprised.

After all, they had been shocked by Su Mo so many times that they were almost immune.

call out!

In everyone's shocked eyes, the bright three-color sword energy traveled thousands of miles in an instant, as if it had spanned the distance of space, and arrived in front of Long Ao in an instant.

"Crush it for me!"

Long Ao reacted, shouted loudly, and immediately took action, punching the oncoming three-color sword energy hard.

Although this sword was extremely terrifying, he could not take a step back and had to block the sword with all his strength.

When Long Ao took action, a dazzling golden light erupted from his whole body, which was extremely dazzling. Fine golden dragon scales grew instantly all over his body, and the powerful dragon power poured out.