"Demon Dao Martial Arts!"

Su Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, the martial arts cultivated by this person obviously belonged to the Demon Dao, but he didn't expect that the Heavenly Spirit Sect would also allow his disciples to cultivate the Demon Dao Martial Arts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person is a disciple of Demon Heaven Peak, it seems that Demon Heaven Peak may be the same as its name, and most of its disciples are cultivating Demon Dao martial arts.

The power of this person's punch is not small, and the vast fist strength is enough to compare to the average Zhengang Realm fivefold martial artist, but this kind of strength is not taken into Su Mo's eyes, and he is enough to defeat the other party with his physical strength alone.

But Su Mo didn't want to defeat the other party immediately, otherwise, how could there be a martial artist of the same level who would dare to challenge him next!

Seeing that Xiang Ming's punch was about to come, Su Mo raised his fist and punched out the same punch, shaking the opponent's fist.

Rumble!

With a bang, the energy exploded, and Xiang Ming's fist was easily shattered by Su Mo.

"A little bit of strength, take my second punch. Xiang Ming shouted softly, his body soared into the air, and he punched again, a volley.

The black fist, like a black meteor falling to the earth, has a demonic shadow in the fist, and the demonic aura is clear.

"Shatter!" Su Mo didn't move as loose, and struck straight out with a punch, shattering the opponent's attack again.

"So powerful?" Xiang Ming frowned, his face was a little solemn, and under the two punches, he could already see that Su Mo's strength was no worse than him.

"I don't believe that your strength can surpass me!" Xiang Ying angrily shouted, his fist raised, and the endless Gangyuan surged, and the black magic light and demonic aura were clear.

"Battle Demon Killing!"

A punch blasted out, and the black fist power turned into a huge 'kill' word, and the cold killing machine was cold and piercing.

The killing word broke through the air, and in an instant, it came to Su Mo to strangle.

"It's kind of interesting!" Su Mo raised his eyebrows, the power of this blow was quite extraordinary, almost equivalent to a blow from a fivefold peak martial artist of the True Gang Realm.

Su Mo still didn't draw his sword, his body was shining with golden light, and when the word "kill" was about to happen, the golden fist shot straight out, and the word "kill" was in the middle.

Boom!

Without any accident, the word 'kill' immediately shattered and annihilated, without causing the slightest harm to Su Mo.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Xiang Ming's face changed completely, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, because this punch was almost his pinnacle blow, and there were as many as six True Gang Realm fivefold martial artists who had died under this punch, and now, this punch was easily shattered by Su Mo.

"Go on!" Su Mo smiled slightly, and then struck first, attacking the opponent with a punch.

"Dragons walk the world!"

With a punch, the dragon roared and shook the sky, and the colorful fist turned into a colorful dragon, heading towards the underworld.

Su Mo had not cultivated any powerful fist techniques, and although this Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist was of a low level, it was completely sufficient to deal with Xiang Ming.

"Broken!"

Xiang Ming is not weak, his cultivation of demonic skills is quite profound, and the power of the Battle Demon Fist is powerful, and it can easily break Su Mo's attack.

Next, the two attacked each other, constantly punching, the fist shadow roared in the sky, kept colliding, and kept exploding.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged nearly a hundred punches.

"Su Mo, you can't defeat me, I see that you are a swordsman, draw your sword!" shouted to the underworld.

"Really?"

Su Mo chuckled lightly, and was not ready to play with the other party anymore.

As soon as his mind moved, all the nine spirit whirls in his body were in operation, and the incomparable Gang Yuan flowed in his body.

"I hope you can take this punch!"

"Dragon Battle Hoshino!"

Su Mo shouted, his fist suddenly burst out, and the violent multicolored fist was like a multicolored divine light, incomparably huge, filling the entire platform, and among the colorful fists, the dragon shadow of the Dao Dao roared, shocking.

"What?" Xiang Ming was shocked in his heart, this punch made his scalp numb, and he didn't dare to resist, but if he dodged, he would have to withdraw from the battle platform, in which case he would be defeated.

"Battle Demon Killing!"

Gritting his teeth, he threw his fists together, and once again performed his trick, two huge 'kill' words, facing Su Mo's fist.

Rumble!

The colorful fist was incomparably powerful, invincible all the way, directly shattering the two 'kill' words, and the aftermath instantly hit Xiang Ming's body.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiang Ying was instantly knocked away, flying far away from the battle platform.

"Xiang Ying was defeated, and in the end, he was still defeated by Su Mo!"

"However, there is not much difference in the strength of the two of them, and Xiang Ming is only slightly inferior!"

"Su Mo is really extraordinary, worthy of being the demonic genius of Qingtian Peak!"

The people who followed this battle talked about it and marveled at Su Mo's strength.

Huang Yao looked at Su Mo on the battle platform, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Biting her red lip, Huang Yao's heart moved, looked at Hong Qingxuan, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Hong, Su Mo is really a peerless genius, I will definitely have more contact with him in the future." ”

Hong Qingxuan was stunned when she heard this, and then her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said, "You don't need to tell me whether you are in contact with him or not!"

"Hehe! Senior Sister Hong, Su Mo is your friend, of course I want to talk to you!"

Huang Yao chuckled, his eyes flowed, and said: "Although Su Mo's talent is not bad, his strength is still far from those inner disciples who have cultivated to a high level, presumably Senior Sister Hong can't look down on it, so it's better to match us!"

A trace of displeasure flashed in Hong Qingxuan's eyes, and she said lightly: "If Senior Sister Huang likes him, she can pursue it herself, if he likes you, he will naturally not reject you, why do you need me to match." ”

"Hehe! Then thank you Senior Sister Hong Jiyan!"

Huang Yao was full of smiles, although her appearance was not as good as Hong Qingxuan, but it was not bad, there were not a few men who usually took the initiative to show favor to her, if he took the initiative to pursue Su Mo, presumably the other party would not refuse.

Hong Qingxuan's face was pale, but a sense of crisis flashed in her heart, the more Su Mo's light grew, the more women she must attract!

On the battle platform.

Su Mo looked at Xiang Ming, who was knocked off the platform in the distance, and said loudly: "You are defeated!"

Xiang Ming stopped his body, his face was slightly pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"You're just a little better than me!"

Xiang Ming's face was ugly and said: "If I use the power of martial souls, it is not certain who will win and who will lose!"

Xiang Ming said that he didn't even believe it, he didn't use the martial soul, and Su Mo also didn't use the martial soul, the most important thing is that his martial soul is relatively special, and the increase in combat power is very small, so he didn't use the power of the martial soul.

Saying this is just to make him look better.

"Bring 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones!" Su Mo didn't bother to debate with the other party, why do you need to say more about the victory and defeat, and use the power of the martial soul? Su Mo sneered in his heart, if he used the power of the martial soul, the martial artist of the same level would instantly turn into a dry corpse.

"Hmph!" Xiang Ming Leng snorted, unwillingly handed over 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and then, he didn't want to stay for a moment, stretched his body, and left quickly.

Su Mo put away the spirit stone, and was overjoyed in his heart, 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 100 million lower-grade spirit stones, and one battle can win 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, so if you can fight hundreds of battles, then you have to do it!

However, it is unlikely that there will be hundreds of battles, others know his strength, and it is impossible to play if he is not sure of victory.

Leaning less, Su Mo looked around at both sides of the canyon above, and said loudly: "Who else is willing to fight!"

This time, there was no one to challenge again, Su Mo shouted three times in a row, and waited for a quarter of an hour, but no one came to challenge again.

"Hey!"

Su Mo sighed secretly and frowned slightly, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid there won't be many battles.

Immediately, Su Mo raised his head, ready to relax the restrictions on cultivation.

At this moment, a purple rainbow came rapidly in the distant sky, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the sky above the canyon.

"I'm here to fight you!"

Inside the purple rainbow was a purple-robed young man, his eyes were like electricity, looking directly at Su Mo.

The arrival of the purple-robed young man made the entire Gambling Valley quiet, and there was an uproar immediately.

"Oh my God, it's the sect master's personal disciple, Murong is invincible!" (To be continued.) )