"Nine days of wind howling!"

The wind howled, strangling towards Yan Ba, and the sharp sword light accompanied the wind, like a line of starlight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Drink!

Yan Ba shouted angrily, trying his best to urge the true qi in his body, and the long knife slashed, tearing the wind apart with one sword.

But the sharp sword light flashed from his shoulder and slashed at his shoulder.

Poof!

The true qi of the body protection was slashed, the sword light flashed, blood splattered, and a sword mark that was a foot long and deep enough to see the bones appeared on Yan Ba's shoulder.

Yes!

Yan Ba screamed miserably, and his figure retreated again.

Yan Ba's face was as white as paper, and on his shoulders, blood spurted out like a flood.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Ba's whole person lost weight and his spirit was sluggish.

The blood that spurted out turned into streams and rushed towards Su Mo, and Su Mo's whole person was wrapped in a bloody light.

"What kind of magic skills have you cultivated, and you can actually control my blood?"

Yan Ba roared angrily, his face full of horror.

Even a fool can see his current situation, all his blood is surging towards Su Mo, and it is clear that Su Mo used some kind of magic skill to forcibly suck it out.

"Dead man, not qualified to know!"

Su Mo's voice was indifferent, his hand did not stop at all, his swordsmanship was faster, and the long sword turned into a phantom, striking out again and again.

Seriously injured and mentally exhausted, Yan Ba could no longer resist.

Whoop!

The sound of the blade piercing the flesh kept coming, and after a round of attacks, Su Mo stopped, and the long sword was sheathed.

Opposite him, Yan Ba's tall body stood still, the frightened expression on his face frozen.

The next moment.

Puff !!

On Yan Ba's chest, neck, and head, a line of blood appeared.

Boom!

The blood line cracked, the blood flowed, and Yan Ba's body fell down heavily, making a dull sound.

Su Mo glanced at Yan Ba's corpse, his face expressionless.

Killing Yan Ba was not too difficult for Su Mo.

However, the other party was a sevenfold peak martial artist of the Spirit Martial Realm, and the true qi and blood qi in his body were quite huge, but with this moment of devouring, Su Mo's physical strength increased a lot.

It can be said that Su Mo was devoured in the battle, and his strength was slowly increasing.

The quadrangular stands, after a moment of silence, burst into flames.

"Powerful!

"Yan Ba, the inner disciple of Fengling Island, is dead!"

"Su Mo is really incredible, he should have cultivated some kind of weird secret method, which can control the blood in other people's bodies and reduce the strength of his opponent!"

"Su Mo has now won one hundred and two games in a row, which is comparable to Jin Yang's record among the four heroes of Tianyue!"

There was a boiling in the stands.

The sixth prince stood up with a solemn look on his face, and he also wanted to meet Su Mo.

A gaze came, and the sixth prince turned his head to look, it was Luo Qianfan.

Luo Qianfan sat not far away and shook his head lightly at him.

The sixth prince raised his eyebrows, groaned slightly, and sat down again.

On the tower in the distance, Elder Yuan and a large group of stewards of the martial arts arena had gloomy faces, they didn't care about Yan Ba's life or death, what they cared about was the loss of the martial arena.

Su Mo's winning streak has reached the point where it is now, and every time he wins one more game, the martial arts arena has to pay a huge price.

It can be said that if Su Mo wins one hundred and fifty games in a row, the entire Four Seas Martial Arts Arena will have a year's income wasted!

This is something that the martial arts arena cannot accept!

But if Su Mo really reached that level, no matter how unwilling they were, they would have to come up with this huge reward.

They have been open for hundreds of years, and with their good reputation, it is impossible to destroy the city wall.

Therefore, what they have to do now is to find ways to prevent Su Mo from continuing his winning streak.

"Who can beat him?"

Elder Yuan asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

A group of stewards, you look at me, I look at you, all with a wry smile.

Shaoqing, a middle-aged steward said: "We didn't expect that after a hundred consecutive victories, he didn't rest and continued to fight, and now we will contact other powerful Lingwu Realm sevenfold masters in the outside world, I'm afraid it's too late, so we can only let some of the blockers below do their best!"

"It's strange to say, this son has been fighting for so long, not only does he not see the slightest fatigue, but he actually becomes more and more courageous!"

The middle-aged steward looked puzzled and let out a long sigh.

"No matter how strong he is, he has a bottom line!"

Elder Yuan also sighed, waved his hand, and said, "You go and arrange it! Try to organize a group of masters, and you can't give him time to breathe!"

Elder Yuan had a headache, the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena had not seen such a martial artist with such combat power against the sky for a long time, and for a while, he was powerless.

"Yes!"

Several stewards were ordered to retire.

7th arrondissement.

Su Mo stood quietly on the battle platform, waiting for others to challenge.

Sou!

A stout young man, with a spear in his hand, swept onto the battlefield.

"I'm here to learn your Excellency's tricks!"

The young man clenched his fist at Su Mo, and with a flick of his spear, pierced the air, and killed Su Mo like a poisonous snake.

Boom!

Su Mo was at full strength, and under the urging of the martial spirit, the two swords cut this person off the battlefield.

This person's strength is too far worse than that of Yan Ba.

After this period of fighting, Su Mo already had a rough idea of the ability of the martial soul.

For the sixfold martial artist of the Spirit Martial Realm, urging the martial soul is enough to weaken half of the opponent's strength.

And against the sevenfold martial artists of the Upper Spirit Martial Realm, it can probably weaken the strength of the opponent by about thirty percent.

Even if it's only 30% strength, it's already very remarkable.

If it was a sevenfold martial artist of the Spirit Martial Realm who was completely equivalent to Su Mo's combat power, his strength would suddenly be weakened by thirty percent.

Su Mo was sure to kill the opponent within ten moves.

Whoosh!

In the next period of time, there were constantly warriors coming to the stage to challenge Su Mo.

These people are all extremely powerful and powerful, but they are still not Su Mo's opponents, and they have been defeated one after another!

Su Mo's martial spirit, except that it was not released, had been urged to the extreme, not only able to defeat the opponent faster, but also to devour a large amount of true qi and blood qi.

One hundred and five!

One hundred and six!

......

One hundred and seventeen!

One hundred and eighteen!

It didn't take long for Su Mo to win one hundred and eighteen games in a row.

The more he fought, the stronger Su Mo's strength became, he devoured the true qi and blood qi of many other people, and his physical strength increased again, and his physical strength alone was already comparable to the combat power of an ordinary Lingwu Realm sevenfold peak martial artist.

Sou!

Another warrior stepped onto the battlefield.

This is a short old man, with bright eyes and a surging momentum.

"It's Zhong Lao who has come to power!"

"Haha! Zhong Lao's defense is invincible at the same level, see how Su Mo breaks it!"

In the stands, many people recognized the stout old man.

On the battle platform.

The short and sturdy old man smiled at Su Mo and said, "Xiaoyou, your strength is admired by the old man, although I can't defeat you, but if you want to defeat me in a short time, it's impossible!"

The stocky old man was very confident and smiled lightly.

"Oh?

Su Mo was also interested when he heard this, his current strength was almost revealed in addition to his sword intent, and his combat power was extraordinary for all to see, and this person could still say this, obviously he had full confidence.

Airplanes~~

The next moment, the old man released his martial spirit.

The old man's martial soul is an illusory golden bell, and the level is not high, it is only a human-level seventh-order martial soul.

The bell of the Admiralty Martial Spirit turned downward, directly enveloping the old man completely in it.

The old man's whole body was full of true qi, and it was injected into the golden bell, and the golden bell suddenly shone with golden light, dazzling, and almost condensed into an entity.

"Little friend, the old man's defense, no one in the same level has broken it so far!"

The old man said loudly, with a strong confidence on his face, and said: "Today, the old man will let you see, what is invincible defense!

The old man was obviously not ready to attack, but he was to deploy the strongest defense and let Su Mo attack him.

His purpose in coming to power this time was not to defeat Su Mo, but to consume Su Mo to the greatest extent.

In the old man's opinion, Su Mo would definitely attack wildly in the face of his invincible defense, and in this way, Su Mo's true qi would be quickly exhausted.