"When did this kid realize metallicness?"

Looking at the round golden ball of light, Su Fan's expression was slightly surprised!

Of course, at this moment, not only Su Fan was surprised, but everyone in the audience was surprised.

The difference was that Su Fan was only slightly surprised, while the others were taken aback!

Why?

The reason is simple!

Because Wang Mo's cultivation was exposed, as soon as he used his martial arts, the breath on his body could no longer be hidden, and the cultivation aura of the seventh level of the soul warrior was revealed!

"Oh my God, isn't Lao Tzu's eyes spent, this kid is actually a seventh-level monk of the Soul Warrior!"

"Really...... It's really a soul warrior level seven, how is this possible, he is still so young!"

"No wonder this kid would say that Shang Fu is a frog at the bottom of the well, such a small soul warrior level 7 is afraid that he is the only one in the whole country!"

"It's a pity that it's too irrational, the seventh level of the soul warrior is the first level of the soul master, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you're looking for death!"

Because of seeing Wang Mo's qualifications against the sky, the attitude of the onlookers was obviously much better, and even many people's eyes began to deliberately chase Wang Mo's figure.

Shang Mingyuan, who was standing on the side, suddenly had a nameless fire of jealousy in his heart, staring at the golden light in the sky, his eyes were red.

Soul Warrior Level 7! This damn little ghost is actually Soul Warrior Level 7!

Five years ago, when he left the royal city at the age of fifteen, he was only at the level of a soul warrior.

This little boy is so small that he actually surpassed him back then, how can he accept this?

Today was the day when he returned to his hometown, but he didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by a spearhead ghost who came out of nowhere, which made the young master of the Shang family, who had always been used to the focus of everyone, feel extremely blocked.

On the other side, Shang Fu was using the exercises to prepare to defend against Wang Mo's moves, when Shang Mingyuan's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Shang Fu!

"Obey the young master!"

Shang Funa, the leader of the Shangfu family, is naturally not a fool, he knows quite well what Shang Mingyuan thinks in his heart.

He knew that it must be because his young master was jealous of this little boy's cultivation talent, so he wanted to beat the other party into a waste!

"Boy, don't blame me, in order to please the little master, I can only ask you to become a waste!"

"Tide Finger!"

The water vapor rose and hovered around Shang Fu's fingertips, and as soon as he pointed out, the water vapor at his fingertips turned into several tides, and under the impetus of his soul power, he crashed into the golden ball of light in waves!

"Xuanjin Swordsmanship!"

"Infinite Dazzling Gold Explosion!"

In the golden ball of light, Wang Mo's clear child's voice sounded!

A flash of sword light slashed through the air, and the golden ball of light suddenly burst open, turning into a golden sword shadow in the sky, smashing madly on those tides like a torrential rain!

Poof!

The tides were like torn cloth, torn out of gaps of different sizes by the sharp sword light, and the splashed water droplets were wiped by the sword light, and were gradually chopped and dissolved into the air!

"What? How can this child's martial arts skills be so strong!?"

Shang Fu's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that his Yellow Rank Top-grade Martial Technique Tide Finger would not be able to suppress the other party at all!

His vest suddenly felt cold, you must know that this child is only the seventh level of the soul warrior, if this child is at the same level as himself, then wouldn't he be at the end of his life?

At such a young age, he can fight across levels, where does this genius come from?

Shang Fu couldn't help but feel a little frightened!

"Shang Fu, what are you doing! It takes so long to deal with a little kid? What a trick! Young Master Ben warns you, if you continue to retain your strength, Young Master Ben will definitely make you look good!"

Behind Shang Fu, Shang Mingyuan yelled angrily there.

Hearing Shang Mingyuan's roar, Shang Fu's face suddenly turned cold, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that you can only use that trick!"

"Draw a water knife!"

Facing Wang Mo, who was killing him through the tidal water curtain, Shang Fu retreated slightly with his palms, and then slashed out with both of them!

A water knife that was two feet long and emitted a light blue light around it was generated out of thin air, and swept away the golden sword light one by one in a rapid rotation!

"Xuanjin Swordsmanship!"

"Xuanjin is one!"

Wang Mo calmly raised his sword and stabbed directly, and the golden dragon sword seemed to have really turned into a dragon at the moment of stabbing, soaring in the sky, emitting endless coercion!

Several golden sword lights in the sky slowly merged with the golden dragon sword, forming a golden light sword several zhang long, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's sword, stabbing towards the light blue ice blade.

Shh

As soon as the golden sword and the water knife collided together, the long water knife quickly vaporized, and the mist evaporated, making the golden dragon sword become like a real dragon shuttling through the clouds and mist, even more imposing!

"What! This can't be! This water knife is a low-grade martial art, how could it lose to you, I don't believe it!"

You can't win with the high-grade martial arts of the Yellow Rank, and you still can't win with the lower-grade martial arts of the Xuan Rank!

The other party is just a seventh-level soul monk, and the result of the two fighting against each other will be like this, Shang Fu suddenly felt very ashamed!

"Damn imp!"

"Draw a water knife!"

Shang Fu didn't believe in evil, and once again used the water drawing knife, unlike just now, this time he added the means of a soul master to his martial arts!

Soul Master level, you can gather qi!

More than a dozen sword qi burst out from the light blue water knife, slashing towards Wang Mo!

"Xuanjin is one!"

Wang Mo held the sword in both hands and slashed out with all his might, and when the golden giant sword fell, it exuded a powerful sword momentum, pressing down against the water knife like a steep mountain!

Shh

The waterjet instantly turned into white gas, and it didn't even last long before it completely evaporated into the air!

"Die!"

Wang Mo let out a loud shout, holding the golden dragon sword and slashing towards Shang Fu!

"No!" Shang Fu screamed in horror, and begged Shang Mingyuan behind him for help: "Little young master save me!"

"Enough!"

"Purple Flame Palm!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly pierced out from the oblique thorn, but when he saw his palm slap out, a fierce burning purple flame was released, and the golden giant sword was burned by the purple flame, and suddenly disappeared!

"Ugh!"

Wang Mo's little face turned slightly white, and he took a few steps back with the golden dragon sword, and his momentum dropped a lot.

Su Fan's eyes were slight, he stepped forward, pressed his palm on Wang Mo's shoulder, and ran the exercises to regulate Wang Mo's body.

The person who suddenly made a move in front of him, wearing a suit of fine iron armor, was about thirty years old, his face was yellow and beardless, his arms were powerful, and his body faintly exuded a murderous aura, and he looked like a person in the army.

"Who are you?"

Su Fan stared coldly at the person who suddenly made a move, and said with a displeased expression.

If it weren't for this person's sudden disturbance, Shang Fu would have died in the hands of Wang Mo.

But fortunately, this person seemed to be just trying to stop Wang Mo from killing, and he didn't exert all his strength, so Wang Mo didn't suffer much damage.

It is precisely because of this that although Su Fan looked unhappy when he spoke to this person, he was not angry

(End of chapter)