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Chapter 690

Su Mo did not continue to attack because according to the normal competition, if Sikong Yan was injured by him, the opponent was defeated.

He and Sikong Yan were not fighting for life and death, so they did not kill him.

Sikong Yan's face turned pale. After hearing this, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't bear to accept it, I can fight again!"

Sikong Yan knew that his strength was not as good as Su Mo, but he was so proud that he could not admit defeat, and he could not convince him.

"Since that's the case, then I'll completely defeat you?"

Seeing this, Su Mo was unwilling to waste time and immediately took action again.

At present, half of the twelve breaths have passed, and he is enough to completely defeat the opponent.

Swallowing!!

The sword light flashed, and powerful three-color sword energy slashed out angrily, forming a huge sword energy storm, with its power shocking and attacking Sikong Yan like lightning.

Looking at the sword energy storm that was coming quickly, Sikong Yan's face was as serious as iron, and he did not dare to be careless at all.

"receive!"

With a light shout, the Tianhuo Domain that Sikong Yan covered his body instantly contracted, shrinking to only a radius of three feet.

The shrinking Tianhuo Realm has condensed power, can greatly weaken the arrival of attacks, and can also form a powerful defense.

Then, Sikong Yan punched again.

"Burn the sky and boil the sea!"

With the same move, Sikong Yan used it again, and the red flame fist burned the world and burned the void, with an extremely powerful power.

Next breath.

The sword energy storm and the flame fist fight again.

Rumble!!

The loud noise shook the sky, and the explosion continued. The huge flame fist was shattered into pieces by the sword energy storm in an instant.

The sword energy storm was only half collapsed, and the remaining sword energy still slashed at Sikong Yan.

Then, he instantly cut into the Tianhuo Realm.

Boom!

With a loud bang, flames splashed all over the sky, and the entire sky fire realm exploded.

ah!

With a scream, Sikong Yan's body was thrown out like a sack, flying backwards thousands of feet, and hitting the ground hard.

Whoosh!

Su Mo's body was as lightning as lightning, flew directly above Sikong Yan, staring at the other party coldly.

"Sikong Yan, are you convinced?" Su Mo asked with a smile on his lips.

Sikong Yan lay on the ground and saw Su Mo coming, he quickly bounced up.

Looking up at Su Mo, Sikong Yan shouted angrily: "I'm convinced of your sister?"

"I'm not going torture you to death!"

Su Mo's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he slashed down with a sword, hitting Sikong Yan's forehead.

The sword was almost at its peak and it was difficult to tell the naked eye. The sword light flashed and approached Sikong Yan's forehead.

"not good!"

Sikong Yan was shocked. In the flash of lightning, he hurriedly raised his fist to block it.

clang!

With a loud bang, the Zhutian Sword slashed over Sikong Yan's fist, and a dazzling Mars burst out.

Sikong Yan wore a pair of red fists, blocking the sharpness of the Zhutian Sword.

However, although the sharpness of the Zhutian Sword was blocked, it was difficult for Sikong Yan to block the power wrapped in the Zhutian Sword.

Well!

The powerful force tilted down, and Sikong Yan's whole body shook violently, and he couldn't help but groan, leaving a hint of scarlet red in his mouth.

"Are you convinced?"

Su Mo's voice sounded again, and the Zhutian Sword was still pressing against the opponent's fist.

"I don't accept it!" Sikong Yan roared in red eyes.

call out!

The Zhutian Sword raised slightly and again slashed at Sikong Yan's fist again.

boom!

There was another loud bang.

puff!

A blood arrow spurted out from Sikong Yan's mouth, his body was almost crushed, and one leg was pressed down and half-kneeled down.

"Are you convinced?" Su Mo's cold voice sounded again.

"I'm still not convinced!"

Sikong Yan's aura was extremely weak and he had been shaken out of serious internal injuries, but he still refused to surrender.

boom!

Another sword slashed out, Sikong Yan trembled all over his body, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his breath was extremely depressed.

"Are you convinced?"

"I just don't accept it, even if I die... I don't accept it!"

Sikong Yan gritted his teeth and said word by word. Although his whole body was trembling and he had already kneeled on the ground on one knee, his upper body was still upright and he refused to surrender at all.

Su Mo's lips curled up. Sikong Yan was not very good-looking, but he was very tough and a hero!

The whole audience was silent, and everyone was staring at it all in a daze.

Sikong Yan was completely defeated!

The natural fire spirit body, the peerless genius Sikong Yan, was still defeated so miserably when he was higher than Su Mo's third level of cultivation!

At this time, the people in the Taishang Palace could not bear it anymore.

Sikong Yan was constantly being ravaged, which made them so majestic in the Supreme Palace!

"Su Mo, enough!"

Taishen, the deputy palace lord of the Supreme Palace, stood up and shouted with a ugly expression: "You have already won, don't be able to get more and more!"

Upon hearing this, Su Mo did not go to see Taishen, but asked Sikong Yan: "Sikong Yan, have you admitted defeat?"

"I won't admit defeat!" Sikong Yan shouted loudly with red eyes.

When Su Mo heard this, he shook his head, then looked at the Taishen Palace Master and smiled and said, "Senior, you have heard it too. It's not that I don't stop, but that he is willing to admit defeat!"

"this……!"

Taishen's expression stopped, and he immediately looked at Sikong Yan and frowned and said, "Sikong Yan, you have already lost, why should you hold on? There is no shame in this. As long as you continue to work hard, you will still have a chance to defeat Su Mo in the future!"

Everyone asked Taishen and nodded secretly. What the other party said was reasonable. Sikong Yan had completely defeated. What's the point of not admitting defeat?

But Sikong Yan didn't listen to the advice at all. His face turned red and his eyes were staring at Su Mo.

"I will not admit defeat to him even if I die!"

Sikong Yan's voice was extremely low. If it were someone else, he would have given up, or even gave up.

However, he just didn't want to give in to Su Mo.

Perhaps it was the previous grudge between the two or the insult of getting a disciple, Sikong Yan really couldn't accept it, so he gave in to Su Mo.

Everyone was speechless when they heard this. Sikong Yan was too strong!

Isn’t admit defeat in this situation? Isn’t this seeking death?

Taishen's face turned dark. Sikong Yan was so stubborn that if Su Mo continued to attack, he might have killed him.

Although Taishen can forcibly bring Sikong Yan down, this will cause a great blow to Sikong Yan, seriously affecting the heart of martial arts, and will be extremely unfavorable for future practice.

Sikong Yan is a rare genius in Taishang Palace in hundreds of years. Although his current strength is not as good as Gong Lin, his future achievements will definitely surpass Gong Lin.

Taishen has to pay attention to this.

"Senior, don't worry! I won't kill him!"

Su Mo smiled and said to Taishen loudly, he knew Taishen was worried that he would kill Sikong Yan.

At this moment, Su Mo's twelve breaths had long passed, and the gold and earth attributes in his body had been decomposed again.

However, he no longer needs to merge.
Chapter completed!
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