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The sword light overlapped and overlapped, forming an incomparably thick sword gang, slashing towards Zuo Qiu.

The sword was incomparably sharp, and the air was torn apart in an instant.

At this moment, the entire station was silent.

The people of the two countries who were watching the battle not far away all stopped breathing, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the field.

Can Su Mo really defeat Zuo Qiu?

Everyone in Tianyue Kingdom is looking forward to it!

The disciples of the Xuanji Sect don't believe it!

Zuo Qiu himself firmly believes that he will not be defeated.

Zuo Qiu has enough confidence, he not only has outstanding martial soul talent, but also has extremely high martial arts comprehension.

Moreover, because he was a disciple of the Nine Elders of the Inner Gate of the Xuanji Sect, since he stepped into the Spirit Martial Realm, both the exercises and martial arts he cultivated were all second-level and high-grade level.

Moreover, after hard work, the second-level top-grade martial arts have been practiced by him to the peak realm of Xiaocheng.

This allowed him to win at the starting line, and his strength far surpassed that of other martial artists of the same level.

Ordinary low-level martial artists in the Spirit Martial Realm only cultivate second-level lower-grade martial arts, and only those with some backgrounds can cultivate to second-level middle-grade martial arts.

Far from being comparable to him.

And now, he has even used the battle secret method 'Violent Spirit Technique', and his cultivation has temporarily stepped into the fourfold realm of the Lingwu Realm.

With such a strong strength, although he still couldn't defeat Su Mo, he absolutely firmly believed that Su Mo couldn't defeat him either.

Zuo Qiu's eyes were solemn, staring closely at Su Mo who was attacking.

The incomparable gray-white sword gang, three zhang long, dazzling, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, instantly slashed in front of Zuo Qiu.

"Breeze and Falling Ying Swordsmanship - Falling Ying is colorful!"

Zuo Qiu let out a loud shout, and once again showed his mastery, the breeze fell into the Ying sword technique.

Countless sword lights sprinkled one after another, and countless sword qi rose one after another, hitting the oncoming sword gang.

Phew!

Rumble!

The sword gang was extremely sharp, and it forcibly tore through countless sword qi and slashed at the sword in Zuo Qiu's hand.

Belch!

Zuo Qiu's whole body was shocked, he snorted, and his body couldn't help but retreat a hundred meters.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Su Mo's figure flashed and reappeared in front of him.

"Die!"

A loud shout sounded, and Su Mo's figure suddenly rose into the sky.

Su Mo held the sword in both hands, condescendingly, the four spirit vortices in his body urged to the extreme, and a large amount of true qi poured into the long sword in his hand, and the long sword was full of light.

Immediately, the sword in Su Mo's hand slashed downward.

"Wind Demon Sword Technique-Wind Demon Slash!"

A sword slashed, and the momentum was shocking.

This style is the ninth form of the Wind Demon Sword Technique, that is, the last style of the Wind Demon Sword Technique, and it is the strongest style of the Wind Demon Sword Technique.

Roar!

At this moment, a giant elephant phantom appeared on Su Mo's body again, and the giant elephant looked up to the sky and roared, with a mighty voice.

This is Su Mo's physical strength to the extreme.

Since that time, the strength of the physical body has skyrocketed, and the magic of Vientiane has greatly improved, as long as he fully exerts the power of the physical body, the giant elephant phantom will appear from him.

The furious sword, the speed was incomparable, and it slashed in front of Zuo Qiu's eyes in an instant.

Zuo Qiu's eyes suddenly widened, in the face of such a violent and fast sword, it was too late to dodge, he had only two options.

Either attack after attack and break Su Mo's attack strongly.

Either resist with all your might, and take this sword hard.

Zuo Qiu chose the second option.

Yes!

Zuo Qiu roared, also holding the sword with both hands, his hands turned into wind wheels, dancing wildly, and dancing one sword curtain after another in front of him.

The next moment, Su Mo's incomparably violent sword slashed at the sword curtain.

Snort......

It was like the sound of a cloth being torn, and the sword curtain was torn layer by layer like tofu.

The next moment, the swords of the two slammed together.

Rumble......!

The two swords struck each other, Zuo Qiu's whole body shook violently, and the sleeves on his arms instantly turned into powder and dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Qiu's body, as if encountering the pressure of Mount Tai, bent his legs and fell to his knees with a bang.

Burst......!

The next moment, blood spurted out of Zuo Qiu's mouth, ears, eyes, and nose.

Seven Tricks Bleed!

Not only that, Zuo Qiu's arms, the skin and flesh had cracked, and crimson blood flowed down from the arms.

"How...... How is that possible?"

Zuo Qiu's crimson eyes were wide open, his face was boundless frightened, and his lips kept trembling.

Zuo Qiu knelt on the ground, his hands still raised high, and the sword in his hand was still holding Su Mo's long sword.

However, Zuo Qiu's hands were trembling, and he was almost unable to hold the long sword in his hand.

Because, his internal organs have been shattered.

Su Mo didn't answer Zuo Qiu, but looked at the other party and said in a deep voice: "You and I have no enmity, but we have different positions, this ...... It's your life!"

"I'll give you a good time!"

With that, Su Mo's arm suddenly pressed down, and with a slight wave, the sword light crossed an arc, bringing a splash of blood.

Phew!

A line of blood appeared on Zuo Qiu's neck, and then his body slammed and fell to the ground, completely dead.

Glancing at Zuo Qiu's corpse, Su Mo raised his head and looked in all directions.

There was silence all around, and everyone was staring at the field with their eyes wide open.

The disciples of the Xuanji Sect all looked dull and in disbelief

From Su Mo's sword to the killing of Zuo Qiu, it was only a few breaths, and everyone had not yet come to their senses.

"Hahaha......"

After a while, the sound of laughter suddenly rang out, and it brought everyone back to their senses.

In front of the Tianyue Kingdom army, Yuan Zhan laughed wildly, his face was excited.

After a while, Yuan Zhan stopped laughing and looked at the magic iron on the opposite side proudly.

"Demon Iron, the super genius of your Xuanji Sect is nothing more than that! ”

Yuan Zhan's face was full of spring breeze and said loudly.

Yuan Zhan was very happy, in the first two rounds of fighting, his side had lost miserably, and now he finally moved back to a game, which made him very happy.

Mo Tie's face was pale, and his heart was extremely depressed.

I originally wanted to sweep the other party round by round, but I didn't expect that in the third round of the battle, there was actually a demon on the Tianyue side.

This son's combat power is simply against the sky.

If it weren't for the aura on Su Mo's body, it was indeed the Spiritual Martial Realm Triple, and he would have wondered if Su Mo was hiding his cultivation.

"Yuan Zhan, don't be too complacent. ”

Demon Tie had a dark face and shouted angrily: "Your Tianyue side has only won a victory, what is there to be proud of." ”

"Haha!"

Yuan Zhan laughed and said, "One battle is enough to defeat your strongest genius. ”

"Humph!"

Demon Tie snorted coldly, and then looked at Su Mo again, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

This son's combat power is against the sky, and if he fully grows up, it will be extremely unfavorable to his Tielin Kingdom and Xuanji Sect in the future.

Magic Iron is secretly calculating.

In the field, Su Mo stood up like a javelin, showing an invincible posture.

Su Mo's gaze turned and landed in the army of the Tielin Kingdom.

His gaze swept over the Tielin Legion, and Su Mo fixed his gaze on the two hundred or so Xuanji Sect disciples.

After a little hesitation, Su Mo opened his mouth and shouted, "Who else is willing to fight!"