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The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 3753

“Okay!” Elder Jiang shouted loudly, with a happy expression on his face, he was very pleased with Lin Man’s victory.

“Hoho, Junior Sister Lin didn’t disappoint me, let’s leave it to Brother Wei!” Senior Brother Wan Wan Shengxiao also smiled.

Lin Man’s victory was considered a chance and paved the way for him, otherwise he wouldn’t have to play.

All the disciples of Fenglei Shenzong were overjoyed, but only one person frowned, and this person was naturally Su Mo.

Because, after Lin Man wins, the next battle against Wan Shengxiao will be the most crucial battle.

Only if Wan Shengxiao wins, the Fenglei Shenzong will have a chance, and if the opponent loses, there will be no chance at all.

However, he is worried about Wan Shengxiao, and he can only be sure if he makes a move himself.

Seeing the victory, Lin Man flew back quickly, and Wan Shengxiao, who was not far away, waved his sleeves and was ready to play.

Su Mo’s heart skipped a beat, his figure flickered, and he flew towards the field first.

Swish!

Su Mo was extremely fast, and in a flash, he flew to the center of the field like a flash of lightning.

This scene made everyone from Defenglei Shenzong, Shadow Clan, and Eight-eyed Clan startled immediately, not knowing why.

Because, the next battle is the battle of the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm, and both sides participating in the battle are holy kings.

Therefore, Su Mo, a mere mid-term martial artist, suddenly appeared on the stage, and everyone was stunned.

Senior Wan Wan Shengxiao’s expression darkened. Did Su Mo come here to make trouble?

“Elder Jiang, are you confused? Next up is the competition at the Saint King level. How do you arrange for a disciple at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm to play?”

Elder Tongyu of the Eight-eyed tribe looked at Elder Jiang from a distance and shouted loudly.

Elder Jiang didn’t answer Elder Tongyu. He looked at Su Mo and said coldly, “Su Mo, what are you going to do? Come back quickly, don’t interfere with the competition!”

Elder Jiang was a little annoyed. Su Mo didn’t know what to say. You are a mere mid-stage Martial Saint, what are you doing in the arena?

“Get back!”

Wan Shengxiao strode towards the field, and let out a cold shout, shaking the void in all directions.

Next is his battle. If Su Mo dares to make trouble, he doesn’t mind suppressing it directly.

“Elder Jiang, let me fight next!” Su Mo ignored Wan Shengxiao, looked at Elder Jiang, and shouted loudly.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience immediately became silent.

The people of the Fenglei Shenzong were stunned, the people of the Shadow Clan were stunned, and the people of the Eight-eyed Clan were also stunned.

Everyone looked at Su Mo stupidly as if they were looking at an idiot.

This guy, is he joking?

Isn’t it a fairy tale for you, a mid-term martial saint, to fight a battle at the level of a holy king?

“Hahaha!”

“Why did such a strange person appear in the Fenglei Shenzong?”

“Has the Fenglei Shenzong fallen to this point? Want to let a mid-term martial saint play?”

In an instant, many people from the Shadow Clan and Eight-Eyed Clan camps burst into laughter, all with mocking expressions on their faces.

They also knew that this was definitely not arranged by Elder Jiang. No matter how weak the Fenglei Sect was, it would be impossible to send a mid-stage martial saint to play. After all, Wan Shengxiao was still there!

It’s just that it’s an excuse to make fun of Fenglei Shenzong.

“Ho ho, interesting!”

The Dark Sword of the Shadow Tribe sized up Su Mo with a sneer on his lips.

Among the eight-eyed tribe, there is a young man with a broad body and a strong body, with short hair standing upright like steel needles. The eight pupils on his forehead are different from other people of the eight-eyed tribe.

Its eight pupils opened and closed slightly, filled with black magic light, as if it could swallow people’s mind.

This person is the number one evildoer of the Eight-eyed Clan, the pupil of the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm.

Tong Yu looked at Su Mo in the field and smiled slightly. A mid-term martial artist wants to fight him, is he qualified?

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