Su Mo's eyes were cold and he didn't talk nonsense at all. He rushed out and approached the opponent in an instant. Without hesitation, he punched out.

roar!!

The fist is as powerful as a mountain, and the roar of the tiger is deafening, resounding in all directions.

boom!

With one blow, blood rained all over the sky and splashed everywhere.

After punching him, Su Mo turned around and walked off the fighting platform with great ease.

There was silence all around, and everyone stared at the battlefield with their eyes wide open.

At this time, there was no figure of the tall young man on the battlefield, only a pile of minced meat.

One punch!

With just one punch, the Tianmeng disciple at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm was directly reduced to rubbish!

hiss!

After more than a dozen breaths, the sound of gasping air suddenly sounded from all around.

The sounds come and go, one after another.

At this moment, the faces of Tianmeng people were very exciting, and many of them had twitching faces.

They Tianmeng disciples were punched to death in front of countless people. What a huge shame it was!

Nangong Linjue put his hands behind his back and looked at Su Mo for the first time.

Looking at Su Mo's back as he walked off the stage, Nangong Lin's eyes felt extremely cold.

"Go ahead and tell me that in the next battle, any weak disciples who encounter this person should try to retreat as much as possible!"

Nangong Linjue gave instructions to the people around him, and then said: "Anyone with a peak level of cultivation at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, if you encounter this person, kill him with all your strength!"

Among the outer disciples of the Tianmeng, in addition to their five top ten disciples, there are not a few who have the peak cultivation level of the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Nangong Linjue's words spread quickly.
Chapter completed!