Peerless God Lord

Facing the killing blow from Wu Zuo and the two powerful Tyrant clan men, Su Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and he felt a huge crisis.

The strength of these three people is stronger than that of Jiuyang Demon God, Li Zun, and Gu Ling.

Especially for Wu Zuo, whether it was the huge black sword or the surging sword energy, the power suddenly increased, almost reaching a level comparable to Li Shi.

At this moment, Su Mo was almost in a desperate situation.

Su Mo heard Long Xun's voice, but he couldn't expect others to save him.

Uh-huh!

Moved!

Su Mo moved without hesitation, and like lightning, he rushed toward one of the powerful men from the Tyrant Clan.

His whole body was filled with light, the majestic power of his blood was like the roar of a river, the huge sword shadow formed a protective force, and his whole body was like a sharp sword piercing the air.

Uh-huh!

Su Mo dodged the huge black sword above his head. Although he was struck by the remaining power of the sword, with his defense, he didn't have to worry about it.

At this moment, a raging black sword energy storm and two huge fist seals were coming.

"You are not qualified to kill me!" Su Mo shouted softly, and kept slashing with the Zixu sword in his hand. The powerful Chaos Sword Qi formed a thick sword curtain.

boom! boom! Boom! !

In an instant, a loud explosion shook the sky, a raging storm of sword energy, and two huge fist seals hit Su Mo one after another, forming a huge explosion that destroyed the world.

Thousands of sword energy collapsed, and the fist seals exploded one after another, forming a destructive shock wave that swept in all directions.

This shock wave is filled with overwhelming death energy, enough to destroy all life.

"Vulnerable!" Wu Zuo smiled coldly. Although this attack was assisted by two strong men from the Tyrant Clan, he had not yet used his peak combat power.

Killing Su Mo so easily made him feel quite disdainful. It seemed that the rumors about how unfaithful Su Mo was were exaggerated.

Su Mo was indeed defiant, but not to the point of being shocking.

"do you died?"

The two strong men from the Tyrant Clan, with their eyes as bright as lightning, stepped back and carefully scanned the blast wave.

In their opinion, Su Mo should definitely die from this blow.

However, everyone said that Su Mo was a monster and could not be judged by common sense. They were still a little worried if they didn't see the results.

"not good!"

In the distance, the huge green-purple dragon was shocked when he saw this scene, and his eyes as big as a mountain peak widened.

The giant dragon is naturally Long Xun. He has just arrived at the First Mountain from Tianhuang, and is at the Dragon Clan's stronghold which is not too far away.

After hearing the news from his clan members, he rushed over immediately without any delay.

However, I didn't expect it to be too late.

However, he didn't think that Su Mo would die, because he had heard too many legends about Su Mo during his time in the wilderness.

Long Cang, the clan leader of Tianhuang Headquarters, spent half a day telling him about Su Mo.

Therefore, he knew exactly what kind of monster Su Mo was and might be able to survive this blow.

"Sure enough!" At this moment, Long Xun's eyes lit up.

In the distance, in the raging shock wave, a sharp sword light tore through the huge shock wave and rushed out instantly.

"Die!"

Su Mo rushed out from the shock wave. He and his sword merged into one. He reached the peak of his speed and stabbed directly at a strong man from the Tyrant Clan.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, both Wu Zuo and the two strong men from the Tyrant clan suddenly changed their expressions.

Not only was Su Mo not dead, but he was also able to fight back?

"not good!"

The face of the Tyrant clan member who was facing Su Mo's attack changed wildly because Su Mo was too fast.

Moreover, due to the shock wave, Su Mo was almost close to him as soon as he came out.

"Get away!"

In the midst of lightning and flint, this strong man from the Tyrant clan swung out his head desperately and slammed into the oncoming sword light.

boom!

In an instant, the huge fist collided with Zixu's long sword. First there was an explosion, and then the force suddenly exploded.

Then, a shocking scene appeared. The sharp sword light was invincible, instantly turning the fist into blood mist, and it continued to penetrate deeper.

The strong man from the Tyrant Clan first turned his fist into blood mist, then his arm, and then his entire body. It exploded with a sudden explosion, and blood mist rose.

Uh-huh!

Su Mo's figure passed through the blood mist, causing the blood mist to sweep across the sky.

Immediately, he stopped and turned around to look at Wu Zuo from a distance.

At this moment, Wu Zuo's face was ashen, and another strong man from the Tyrant clan had a look of horror on his face.

In the city below, countless warriors were stunned.

The Holy King kills the third transformation of the Virtual God Realm?

Is this a joke?

Who is this Su Mo? How could it be so outrageous?

Boom!

At this moment, the void trembled, and the huge green-purple dragon came suddenly with a huge dragon power.

Uh-huh!

The giant dragon transformed into an old man in green robe with a slightly dark complexion, and landed next to Su Mo. It was Long Xun.

"Little friend Su Mo, are you okay?" Long Xun asked with a frown when he saw Su Mo's voice was broken and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, just a little injury!" Su Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly.

He was indeed injured, and his internal organs and body were all severely traumatized.

However, these are all trivial matters. For a warrior of his level, as long as the soul and holy elixir are intact, even if all the internal organs are broken, it is not a big harm.

"That's good!"

Long Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, then looked at Wu Zuo, and another strong man from the Tyrant Clan, and said loudly: "Su Mo is a member of my Dragon Clan, and it would be too much for you to openly kill a member of my Dragon Clan. So arrogant!"

Wu Zuo's face turned livid when he heard this. Now that the strong men from the Dragon Clan are here, he can no longer take action.

Although their Witch Clan is strong, compared with the Dragon Clan, they are not at the same level of power.

Therefore, Wu Zuo said nothing and left it to the Tyrant clan to deal with it.

"Long Xun, Su Mo is the enemy of our Tyrant Clan. Do you, the Dragon Clan, want to be the enemy of our Tyrant Clan?" The remaining strong man from the Tyrant Clan shouted sharply.

"My dragon clan doesn't want to be an enemy to anyone, but I won't sit back and let anyone hurt Su Mo!" Long Xun said coldly. He didn't take action because for now, his dragon clan couldn't afford to offend the Tyrant clan.

"Hmph, last time your Dragon Clan was in the Ninth Mountain, nearly a hundred strong men were killed by the Nether Clan. Now you are extremely weak. If you break up with my Tyrant Clan again, your Dragon Clan is not far from being destroyed. I hope you think carefully. !" The middle-aged man from the Tyrant clan threatened.

Long Xun frowned when he heard this. Not long ago, the Dragon Clan fought a battle with the Nether Clan on the Ninth Mountain, and they indeed suffered heavy losses.

However, even so, his dragon clan has not been hurt to the core, and has not yet bowed to others.

In other words, as long as the hero of the Dragon Clan is still there, no one will dare to fight to the death with the Dragon Clan.

"Let's go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Long Xun waved his sleeves and shouted loudly.

"you……!"

The middle-aged man from the Tyrant clan suddenly turned pale. However, since he was not as strong as Long Xun, he did not dare to refute at this moment.

As for Wu Zuo, he kept silent and faced the powerful dragon clan. Although he was powerful, he did not dare to offend him.

Because the Witch Clan has no hero and is far from able to compete with the Dragon Clan.

The so-called hero is a demigod whose cultivation has surpassed the realm of virtual gods.

"Long Xun, our Tyrant Clan will not let Su Mo go, you will suffer the consequences!" The middle-aged Tyrant Clan said harshly, then turned and left without staying any longer.

But Wu Zuo didn't say a word and just followed the strong men from the Tyrant clan.

"Su Mo, you shouldn't stay here for a long time. Come with me!" Long Xun called to Su Mo.

Su Mo nodded, and then followed Long Xun and flew into the distance.

As Su Mo and others left, the city below became chaotic, and noisy discussions filled every corner.

"Who is this Su Mo?"

"Ghost, this person is definitely a ghost who is even more talented than a ghost!"

"If this person breaks through to the realm of virtual gods, he might be able to compete with the ancient gods and ancient demons!"

"A terrible figure!"