Peerless God Lord

"Invincible defense?"

Su Mo looked at the old man shrouded in golden bells and became interested.

This old man seems to be extremely confident in his own defense power!

Su Mo glanced at the golden bell outside the opponent's body and nodded secretly. This person was completely enveloped by the golden bell. If he couldn't break the opponent's golden bell, he would really be unable to defeat him.

"Since you are so confident, I will break your golden bell!"

Su Mo held the Black Mysterious Sword in his hand and walked slowly to stand ten steps in front of the old man.

Roar!

Su Mo did not use his true energy, but used his strongest physical strength. His body glowed with golden light, and a phantom-like figure appeared on his body.

The appearance of a phantom was a manifestation of Su Mo's physical strength operating to the extreme.

"cut!"

The Black Mysterious Sword was raised high, and Su Mo's muscles trembled as he slashed hard with the sword.

clang!

The long sword struck the golden bell fiercely, and a deafening sound resounded throughout the countryside.

Kick, kick, kick! !

Su Mo felt a huge force rebounding from the golden bell. His whole body was shaken and he couldn't help but take three steps back.

The golden bell was not damaged at all, but the old man stood inside the golden bell with a smile on his face!

"Haha! How are you, little friend? My defense is not bad!"

The old man laughed loudly, with a look of pride on his face.

"interesting!"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Come again!"

Su Mo shouted.

Boom!

The next moment, the seven spiritual whirlpools in Su Mo's body began to rotate crazily, and the Black Mysterious Sword glowed brightly.

Uh-huh!

Su Mo kicked off his feet and soared into the sky, reaching a hundred meters above the old man.

Su Mo held the sword with both hands, the sword glowed into the sky, and the golden light on his body shone like the God of War in the Nine Heavens.

"break!"

With a loud shout, Su Mo's figure swooped down from the sky, falling to the earth like a meteorite, and hit the golden bell hard.

boom!

The huge explosion, accompanied by boundless air waves, swept across the entire battle platform.

The huge rebound force caused Su Mo to somersault twice before landing far away on the battlefield.

The air wave dissipated, and everyone on the viewing platform settled down to take a look.

The golden bell was still there and had not been broken, but the old man inside was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and coughing.

The old man suffered serious internal injuries!

Although the defensive power of his Golden Bell was amazing, he was the one who activated the Golden Bell, so he had to withstand a large part of the attack power. Su Mo's fierce power directly shook him out of his internal injuries.

Su Mo was also shocked. This kind of defense ability was really terrifying!

"Little friend! Continue!"

The old man took a deep breath and said.

Su Mo looked at the old man, shook his head and said, "Even if your martial spirit can resist the next sword attack, you may not be able to withstand it. Are you sure you want me to continue attacking?"

The old man looked solemn, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Just keep attacking!"

"good!"

Su Mo nodded, and the sword in his hand shone brightly again.

Su Mo was about to use the divine wind to kill him, but after thinking for a while, he gave up the idea.

He was certain that once the kamikaze kill came out, the old man would be severely injured even if he didn't die!

buzzing

The Black Mysterious Sword trembled, and a large amount of true energy was injected into the long sword. The long sword's sword light was tens of meters long, like a giant sword holding the sky.

The air around him began to surge wildly, and a gust of wind suddenly appeared around Su Mo.

"Divine Wind Sword Technique—Wind Roaring Nine Heavens!"

The strong wind howled and swept in all directions. Su Mo's whole body turned into a gust of wind, blending into the strong wind and killing the old man.

boom!

There was another earth-shattering loud noise, and a terrifying air wave swept hundreds of meters around.

The old man shrouded the golden bell and was pushed back dozens of meters, retreating to the edge of the battle platform.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and then a two-foot-long crack appeared on the dazzling golden bell.

puff!

The old man in the golden bell suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Su Mo stood in the distance, looked at the old man, and said calmly: "You are defeated! If I take action again, you will die!"

The old man's face suddenly changed, and he was shocked. He had been fighting for decades, and no one at the same level had been able to break through his defense. But now, his defense was almost broken by a warrior at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

After a while, the old man sighed and walked down the battlefield lonelyly.

He knew that Su Mo was telling the truth. If Su Mo struck out with another sword, his Golden Bell Martial Spirit would be shattered.

There was silence on the viewing platform.

Zhong Lao, who is said to have invincible defense among his peers, was defeated!

Jin Zhong Wuhun was almost crushed!

At this moment, everyone was sighing, it was one hundred and nineteen games! Su Mo has won 119 games in a row!

This has far surpassed the previous record of the Four Heroes of Tianyue, and is already the highest record in the past few decades!

Su Mo really has the ability to win 150 games in a row.

Now, who else can stop Su Mo?

Not only was Su Mo's fighting prowess unparalleled, he also had the uncanny ability to control other people's vitality and blood. Any opponent who faced him would already be three points weaker before even fighting.

After Su Mo defeated Mr. Zhong, someone quickly came up to challenge him.

Although many people thought they were no match for Su Mo, they also wanted to learn from him.

There were also many warriors arranged by the Sihai Martial Arts Arena who came on stage one after another.

But when everyone faces Su Mo, there is only one outcome, and that is defeat!

Even if there are many masters with combat power comparable to an eighth-level spiritual martial artist, they are still defeated!

The more Su Mo fought, the braver he became. Only his physical strength was comparable to that of a peak warrior at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Coupled with the strong Qi of the seven spiritual whirlpools and the strange abilities of the martial soul, he was invincible, even if his opponent's strength was comparable to Even an eighth-level spiritual martial artist couldn't stop him.

The so-called wheel battle in the Sihai Martial Arena, the so-called grinding Su Mo to death, the so-called draining of Su Mo's Qi, are simply a joke!

One hundred and thirty-four games!

One hundred and thirty-five games!

…

One hundred and forty-nine games!

One hundred and fifty games!

Half an hour later, Su Mo finally won 150 games in a row!

At this moment, a sound like a mountain roaring and a tsunami erupted from the viewing platform!

"Oh my god! It's really one hundred and fifty games!"

"Haha, I witnessed a legend!"

"So handsome! I wonder if Su Mo has someone he likes?"

The viewing platform was noisy, and there were many young women with admiration in their eyes.

Hong Tengyun and Qing Jue's expressions were quite ugly.

The two of them never dreamed that Su Mo could win 150 games in a row.

On the management platform, the stewards of the Sihai Martial Arena all had gloomy expressions.

The reward for one hundred and fifty games will be an extremely terrifying number! It’s so terrifying that they can’t even imagine it!

Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan were sitting above the stands, their expressions a little dull.

Even though they knew Su Mo well, they never expected that Su Mo could win 150 games in a row.

Luo Qianfan had a lot of confidence in Su Mo before, but his estimate was that Su Mo could win eighty or ninety games.

But now Su Mo's results far exceeded his expectations.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Qianfan moved his lips slightly and transmitted his true energy to Su Mo on the battlefield.

"Su Mo, don't fight anymore!"

Luo Qianfan said.

When Su Mo heard Luo Qianfan's words, he was slightly startled. He looked towards him and saw Luo Qianfan in the stands shaking his head gently.

"Why not fight?"

Su Mo also asked with his true energy.

"Your current performance is enough to defy the expectations of heaven. It won't be long before you are sure to become famous in the Sky Moon Kingdom. Don't you understand the principle that anything as beautiful as Lin Feng will destroy it?"

"Moreover, you still have a formidable enemy in Fengling Island, Duan Jingtian. If he knew that you were so rebellious, there is no guarantee that he would not personally attack you and strangle you!"

"Also, you will receive a huge reward. This reward will be so high that even the strongest in the True Spirit Realm will covet it. You must immediately find a way to contact your master, Elder Wei, and ask him to pick you up, otherwise you will not be able to leave at all. Imperial City!”

Luo Qianfan talked a lot and warned Su Mo about the various stakes.

Su Mo frowned slightly. Why didn't he understand what Luo Qianfan said?

He had only focused on defeating his opponent before and didn't think much about it.

And when the battle has reached his current level, each additional battle will cost more than 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Who would let it go so easily!

After a while, Su Mo sighed. It seemed that this was the end!

No matter how many rewards you get, they are nothing compared to your life.

However, before the end, there is still one more battle!

Su Mo's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he scanned the stands in all directions. He soon zeroed in on a young man in black with a thin figure and a cold face.

The inner disciple of Tianjian Sect, the demon swordsman——Liu Canyang!

"Liu Canyang, have you been waiting for this moment for a long time?" ***3***6***9***

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