Otherwise, he will set his cultivation base very high when he comes up, and he will fight directly beyond two or three cultivation bases. His strength will be fully revealed. Some people who are at the same level as him or with slightly higher cultivation bases dare not challenge him at all, so he will Earn a lot less Lingshi.
However, Su Mo’s formidable strength has been exposed a lot because of the battle just now and the battle that killed Zheng Renjie. After the bet was made, no one came forward to challenge him for a full quarter of an hour.
“No one dares to fight?” Su Mo frowned slightly.
At this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded from above the canyon, and a black figure came down.
“Yes, the genius of Qingtian Peak is qualified to let me make a move.”
A black figure descended on the battle platform. It was a young man in a black outfit. He looked to be around sixteen or seventeen, with a stern, slightly sinister face.
“It’s Xiang Ming, it’s Xiang Ming from Motian Peak who made the move!”
“Xiang Ming is a peerless genius in Motian Peak, and his fighting power is against the sky. I wonder who is better between him and Su Mo?”
“Haha! There is a good show to watch, and the genius duel is the only thing to watch.”
The appearance of the black-clothed boy immediately caused a lot of exclamations, which shows that this person has a good reputation in Tianlingzong.
There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Tianling Sect. Qingtian Peak has monstrous geniuses, and other peaks naturally have no shortage of monstrous geniuses.
“You are very good! It is said that Qingtian Peak is a monster, and I have never had a chance to try it. Today is just a chance.” Xiang Ming, a young man in black, stared at Su Mo with his mouth slightly raised.
Su Mo sized him up and didn’t see anything special about him. However, since this person is so confident, he must not be weak.
“Let’s get started!” Su Mo said calmly, not wanting to talk nonsense with the other party.
“Thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones, I want them!”
Xiang Ming sneered, and the aura on his body immediately became violent, with black Gang Yuan surrounding him.
“War Demon Fist!”
Xiang Ming made a sudden strike and punched out. The black fist glowed coldly, and the strong magic energy filled all directions. The fist glow turned into a black iron fist the size of a millstone, and instantly struck Su Mo’s face.
“Demonic Martial Arts!”
Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The martial arts and martial arts that this person practiced were all demonic. He did not expect that Tianlingzong would allow disciples to practice demonic martial arts.
This person is a disciple of Motian Peak. It seems that Motian Peak may be similar to its name, and most of its disciples practice demonic martial arts.
This person’s punch is not small, and its mighty punch is strong enough to compare to ordinary fifth-level True Astral Realm fighters. However, this kind of strength is not considered by Su Mo. He is strong enough with his physical strength alone. Overcome each other.
But Su Mo didn’t want to defeat him right away, otherwise, there would be no fighters of the same level who would dare to challenge him!
Seeing that Xiang Ming’s punch was about to hit him, Su Mo raised his fist, and punched out with the same punch, shaking the opponent’s punch hard.
boom!
With a loud bang, the energy exploded, and Xiang Ming’s fist energy was easily crushed by Su Mo.
“If you have some strength, then take my second punch.” Xiang Ming gave a soft drink, then flew into the air, punched again, and struck in the air.
The black fist mang fell to the ground like a black meteor, and there were many ghosts emerging from the fist mang, with a strong demonic aura.
“Small it!” Su Mo didn’t move, and he punched straight, shattering the opponent’s attack again.
“So powerful?” Xiang Ming frowned, his face was a little dignified. After two punches, he could already see that Su Mo’s strength was no less than his.
“I don’t believe that your strength can surpass me!” Xiang Ming shouted angrily, raised his fist, endless Gang Yuan surged, and black magic light and magic energy arose.
“War Demon Kills Dao!”
With a punch, the black punch turned into a huge word for ‘kill’, the cold murderous intent was chilling to the bone.
The word “kill” pierced through the air, strangling Su Mo in a short time.
“Interesting!” Su Mo raised his eyebrows. The power of this blow was quite extraordinary, almost equivalent to the blow of a warrior at the fifth level of the True Astral Realm.
Su Mo still didn’t draw his sword, his body was shining with golden light. Just as the word “Kill” was approaching, he threw out his golden fist, hitting the word “Kill”.
Boom!
Not surprisingly, the word ‘Kill’ immediately shattered and annihilated without causing any 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 six or more of the fifth-level true astral realm warriors who died under this punch. Many, but now, this punch was easily crushed by Su Mo.