The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh could not be heard. After a round of attack, Su Mo stopped and put the sword back into its sheath.
Opposite him, Yan Ba’s tall body stood motionless, with a frightened expression on his face.
next moment.
Puff! ! !
A line of blood appeared on Yan Ba’s chest, neck, and forehead.
Boom!
The blood line split, blood flowed, and Yan Ba’s body fell down heavily, making a dull sound.
Su Mo glanced at Yan Ba’s body, expressionless.
It was not too difficult for Su Mo to kill Yan Ba.
However, the other party was a warrior at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he had a lot of true energy and blood energy in his body. Su Mo’s physical strength had been strengthened a lot just by devouring his kung fu for a moment.
It can be said that Su Mo devoured in the battle, and his strength was gradually increasing.
After a moment of silence, the four square stands suddenly boiled.
“Strong! Too powerful!”
“Yan Ba, an inner disciple of Feng Ling Island, is dead!”
“Su Mo is really unbelievable. He must have practiced some kind of weird secret technique, which can control the blood in other people’s bodies and reduce the opponent’s strength!”
“Su Mo has now won 102 games in a row, comparable to Jin Yang’s record among the Tianyue Four Heroes!”
The stands were boiling.
The sixth prince stood up with a serious expression on his face. He also wanted to meet Su Mo.
A look came over, and the sixth prince turned his head to look, it was Luo Qianfan.
Luo Qianfan sat not far away and shook his head slightly at him.
The sixth prince raised his eyebrows, pondered for a while, and sat down again.
On the tower in the distance, Elder Yuan and a large group of stewards of the martial 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 has won so many consecutive victories. Every time he wins, the Arena has to pay a huge price.
It can be said that if Su Mo wins 150 games in a row, the entire Four Seas Martial Arts Arena will lose a year’s income in vain!
This is something unacceptable in the martial arts arena!
But if Su Mo really reached that level, no matter how unwilling they were, they would still offer this huge reward.
They have opened the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena for hundreds of years, relying on their good reputation, it is impossible to destroy the city wall by themselves.
So, 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 with a gloomy face.
A group of stewards looked at me and I looked at you, all of them showed wry smiles.
After a while, a middle-aged manager said: “We didn’t expect that after a hundred consecutive victories, he would not rest and continue to fight. Now it is too late to contact other powerful seventh-level spirit martial masters from the outside world.” We can only let some blockers below do their best!”
“It’s strange to say that this boy has been fighting for so long, not only does he not feel tired at all, he actually becomes more courageous as he fights!”
The middle-aged steward looked puzzled and let out a long sigh.
“No matter how strong he is, he still has a bottom line!”
Elder Yuan also sighed, waved his hands, and said, “You guys go and arrange it! Try to organize a group of experts, and don’t give him time to breathe!”
Elder Yuan had a headache. It had been a long time since there had been such a powerful warrior in the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena. For a while, he was powerless.
“yes!”
Several stewards were ordered to resign.
District Seven.