Obviously, the middle-aged monk knew that his trick was useless, and he was ready to retreat at that moment.

But he completely underestimated Su Mo, or Su Mo's cold skills.

When the middle-aged monk dodged away, the nine tails behind Su Mo followed as if they had spirituality.

Seeing that there were nine tails following behind him, the middle-aged monk once again used his spell to step on the Heavenly Feather.

It's a pity that Su Mo's nine tails seem to have the ability to track, and when the middle-aged monk used the step to step on the sky feather and disappeared in place, the nine tails went to attack the other side.

I thought that these nine tails might be empty, but who knew that the next moment the middle-aged monk would appear in front of the nine tails.

"What!"

The middle-aged monk didn't expect that the other party had predicted where he landed, and he didn't react in an instant, when he saw that the nine tails were about to attack him, the middle-aged monk was like a frightened bird, and was frightened by a powerful fright.

The body subconsciously stepped back.

"Bang-"

Where the middle-aged monk retreated, the ground suddenly exploded, and a tail made of ice condensed stretched out.

"It's not going to be a good idea. ”

At this time, no matter how stupid the middle-aged monk was, he understood that he had been tricked, and the tails in front of him were just a trick, and the tail that had been hidden under the ground was the real attack.

It's a pity that the middle-aged monk at this time is already in a state of jumping, and there is no foothold on his body, so he can't stand it at all, and you can't avoid the tail that has appeared underground.

"Poof. ”

The middle-aged monk couldn't dodge the attack of this tail at all, and was directly hit in the back by this tail, and the middle-aged monk couldn't withstand such a force, and spat blood directly from his mouth.

"Bang-"

The middle-aged monk fell into the ring, motionless.

Su Mo saw that the middle-aged monk did not move, and the eight tails behind him attacked the middle-aged monk again.

"Bang Bang ......"

The eight tails instantly hit the middle-aged monk, but the imaginary thing did not happen, and when the eight tails attacked the middle-aged monk, the middle-aged monk instantly turned into white smoke.

"Little sister, you're still too young. Behind Su Mo came the disdainful voice of the middle-aged monk.

I saw the middle-aged monk, I don't know when he had come behind Su Mo, at this time, the feather fan in his hand became bigger again, and finally these feathers turned into red flames and red feathers, which looked very gorgeous.

"Fire law, great Brahma fire. ”

The middle-aged monk quickly recited the mantra, and the crimson feather fan in his hand had become larger.

A large fireball came out of the feather fan, and the temperature of this fireball was very amazing, with the power of red flame.

And Su Mo's position was not able to dodge this powerful fireball at all, his body just instinctively stepped back, but he still didn't dodge this fireball, and was hit by this fireball in an instant.

"Hmm, I'm too young. ”

"I thought it was going to be a lot more difficult. ”

Seeing that the fireball hit Su Mo, the middle-aged monk fanned himself with a feather fan and said casually.

The whole person looks very laid-back and happy!

And the same middle-aged monk didn't seem to have any harm at all, the clothes on his body were all intact, and the blood he had just spit out had been transformed into mana and disappeared.

Obviously, the one who had been fighting Su Mo before was just a clone of the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk at this time is the real him.

"It's a pity, do you think you're the only one who knows how to doppelgänger? Behind the middle-aged monk came Su Mo's cold voice.

"What!"

The middle-aged monk who was still fanning the wind suddenly stood in place, and the flames of the same big fireball were also burned, but there was still Su Mo's figure in the position of the fireball, and there was only a small amount of residual mana.

Obviously, Su Mo before was also a clone.

And this is also the case, in the past two months, Su Mo has also been cultivating the doppelganger technique, so her doppelganger technique is also very proficient.

And Su Mo's true body had already come behind the middle-aged monk at this time, and the first charge was the blue water sword that Su Mo had used before.

"Three thousand clear waters. ”

The turquoise blue water sword in Su Mo's hand suddenly began to glow, and a sword groan suddenly sounded.

A trace of sword intent faintly appeared on the blue water sword, and it was obvious that Su Mo had comprehended a trace of sword intent.

"Thorns. ”

Su Mo took the blue water sword and quickly stabbed at the middle-aged monk, and the carelessness of the middle-aged monk before, he didn't think that Su Mo would be able to do the doppelganger technique, so he didn't think that Su Mo would sneak attack behind his back.

Suddenly, the middle-aged monk had no way to retreat, so he had to grit his teeth and pinch it immediately.

"The crane came into the world, and the crane feather protected itself. ”

I saw crane feathers appear all over the middle-aged monk's body, and these white feathers protected his whole body and wrapped them in a ball.

Su Mo's blue water sword stabbed, and on this mass of white hair, Su Mo, who was holding the blue water sword, first felt that the blue water sword was unable to move forward due to some resistance, and Su Mo immediately entered a mana on the blue water sword.

"Thorn—"

The blue water sword used mana, and the blade was a little sharper, and it was directly pierced to insert these white feathers into it.

In an instant, a stream of blood flew out, and the middle-aged monk's feather could no longer maintain an instantaneous, and disappeared for the sake of mana.

And the middle-aged monk immediately pulled out the blue water sword on the place where Su Mo was stabbed with a sword, and then the middle-aged monk quickly cast a spell and distanced himself from Su Mo.

The middle-aged monk in the distance looked at Su Mo vigilantly, and at this time, sweat had already appeared all over his body, and sweat wet his clothes all over his body.

"Whew, whew...... Call. ”

The middle-aged monk had been gasping for breath, apparently the move he had just cast had consumed a great deal of his mana, so much so that now he was seriously lacking in mana.

However, the middle-aged monk did not regret that he had used that move, because if he hadn't. With Su Mo's sword just now, he will attack his own vital point, although it will not leave him with any life, but if he receives that one, it will inevitably fall into some foundations, affecting his future cultivation.

But even if he used this move, he still didn't block Su Mo's sword, but just transferred the sword of the fatal blow to his shoulder.

At this time, the middle-aged monk's shoulder was still bleeding, and the middle-aged monk looked at his wound, which was a large sword mark.

The sword marks are very hideous, and you can faintly see your own bones.

This is where Su Mo's sword was attacked.

The middle-aged monk immediately put a mana on his shoulder, and the wound that was bleeding desperately was immediately stopped.

But the wound was still hideous, and there was no sense of healing.

This is also normal, the middle-aged monk's mana is actually running out of oil lamps, how can he still have mana to continue to heal his wounds, and using mana to heal wounds is a very expensive project, and the effect of treatment is still very slow

In these cases, it is often necessary to use a therapeutic pill.

It's a pity that although the middle-aged monk still has healing pills in his storage bag, he is still in the ring and can't take the pills at all.

Because there is a clear rule in the ring, you can't use pills, whether it's healing pills or useless pills.

So much so that the middle-aged monk showed a wry smile and said helplessly to Su Mo on the side: "I admit defeat." ”

After saying that, the middle-aged monk showed a hint of relaxation, and said to Su Mo is praise: "The girl with broken roots really lives up to her reputation, and she has benefited a lot from her lessons today." ”

Originally, when the middle-aged monk met Su Mo, who was also a girl with broken roots, he thought about admitting defeat and surrendering.

But as soon as he thought that there would be a rich reward as long as he won one more game, in the case of ghosts, the middle-aged monk had the attitude of giving it a try, so he fought with Su Mo.

But it turned out that he was not at all against the other party, and he almost left a very serious wound.

The middle-aged monk sighed, it was really not as good as these young people, the battle just now was already very clear, which made the middle-aged monk recognize Su Mo's strength.

The strength of the young age has been reached, and the strength of the foundation is high-level.

The battle is over, and the winner, Su Mo, successfully enters the next one. The middle-aged monk conceded defeat, and the white-haired eunuch immediately announced the result.

Su Mo's battle is over, and the next thing is the battle of Princess Ziwei.