But at this moment, the speed of the other party’s explosion was not at all inferior to his, so how could he not be shocked.
“God’s Palm of the Wild Waves!”
Ling Muchen yelled loudly, and his palm technique suddenly changed. The turbulent palm strength was like overwhelming mountains, like blue waves, endless.
Scoff!
Su Mo tore apart the opponent’s palm with a sword, and his figure manifested.
“Your lightness kung fu is indeed very strong, but in the face of absolute strength, speed is useless!”
Su Mo looked calm.
The next moment, Su Mo’s aura suddenly increased, and the sharp sword energy shot straight into the sky.
“Wind Demon Blood Rain!”
The sword was swung out, and the boundless sword energy roared vertically and horizontally, densely packed, like a rain of swords covering the entire battle platform.
Bang bang bang! !
The sword rain shrouded, Ling Muchen’s figure was revealed, and he waved his palms, shattering the enveloping sword energy one after another.
Swish!
A flash of light flashed in Su Mo’s eyes. Jian Yu restricted Ling Muchen’s figure, and he shot out instantly, approaching Ling Muchen in an instant.
“Wind Demon Sword Gang!”
The long sword slashed, and the dazzling sword gang was ten meters long, which served as a hood for Ling Muchen.
“The blue sea is raging!”
Ling Muchen stretched out both palms, the surging palm force was like the waves of the blue sky, surging endlessly, as he clashed with Jian Gang.
After one attack, Su Mo didn’t stop. His arm turned into an afterimage, and he attacked Ling Muchen with two more swords.
“Feng Mo Cross Slash!”
“Fengmo Shocking Cloud Slash!”
With the final blow, Su Mo activated the fifth spiritual vortex in his body. The boiling true qi was like a volcano erupting, and the terrifying sword qi was like the nine-day wind, which more than doubled in power.
The sword qi slashed out wildly, and slashed towards Ling Muchen.
boom!
As soon as the sword energy slashed past, Ling Muchen was directly sent flying.
Ling Muchen flew out of the battle platform like a cannonball, and flew a full distance of more than two hundred meters before stopping his figure.
“How is this possible?”
Ling Muchen stood in the distance, his face full of horror.
At this time, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were torn into strips by the sword energy.
With the last strike, Su Mo’s attack power suddenly increased, and he could feel it clearly.
Could it be that Su Mo has been hiding his strength?
What is Su Mo’s real strength?
Ling Muchen was in doubt.
“Su Mosheng!”
the deacon shouted.
“Ling Muchen, I accept it!”
Su Mo clasped his fists at Ling Muchen, and immediately walked off the stage in shock.
“Oh my God! Su Mo defeated Senior Brother Ling Muchen so easily!”
“It’s too powerful, I guess his strength is on par with Senior Sister Duan!”
“No wonder he dared to kill people from the Tianmeng, so he had such confidence.”