Peerless God Lord

The Witch Demon has a great reputation in Heiyao City, and basically no one in the same realm can rival him!

There may be a few people whose strength is not inferior to that of the witches and demons, but they dare not easily fight with the other party, because this person's methods are weird and he will definitely die if he loses.

The fighting spirit of the witch demon is extremely special, unique among billions.

His fighting spirit is for dreams!

Known as the ‘Dream Fighting Soul’!

Su Mo's heart became a little more solemn. He was not afraid of his opponent's strength, but his strange methods were hard to deal with.

At this time, the shaman in black robes was also looking at Su Mo. Their eyes met and invisible fire burst out.

"You are crazy!" Wu Mo spoke, his voice slightly hoarse and very stiff.

"Really?" Su Mo shrugged noncommittally.

"I challenge you, do you dare to accept it?"

The Witch Demon stood up and said in an indifferent voice: "Don't rush to answer, I will give you time to think about it, because no one of the same level who dares to fight me will survive!"

The voice of the wizard is not loud, but the confidence contained in it is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. This is the iron-blooded confidence forged by being invincible at the same level.

The entire fighting arena was quiet, and everyone's eyes were on Su Mo again, wanting to see if Su Mo dared to accept the challenge.

Once Su Mo accepts the challenge, he will almost be dead!

The strength of the witch demon is actually not strong, but it is strange and unparalleled. Even those who are far stronger than the witch demon will be hated at its hands.

Su Mo's face was expressionless. In Wu Chen's memory, the name of the witch-demon was still ringing in his ears.

"Dream Demon War Spirit?" Su Mo became curious. What kind of war spirit is this? What abilities do you have?

In the stands, Wu Yuan saw that Su Mo didn't agree immediately. He changed his mind and sneered: "Wuchen, so what if your fighting power is incredible? You still don't dare to fight against the witch demon!"

He was worried that Su Mo would not dare to accept the challenge, so he began to verbally attack each other in order to arouse Su Mo's competitive spirit.

Su Mo ignored Wu Yuan and stared at the black-robed witch demon. He was silent for a moment and then nodded heavily.

"Come on to the fighting stage!" Su Mo said calmly. No matter what the opponent did, he was not afraid at all.

"Very good!" The Witch Demon grinned upon hearing this, revealing his snow-white teeth, which looked unusually serious.

Uh-huh!

The next moment, a black shadow flashed, and the figure of the Witch Demon appeared on the battlefield, standing opposite Su Mo.

"Since you have chosen death, then I will help you!" Wu Mo said calmly.

"Don't talk too much!" Su Mo's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Taste the taste of nightmares!" The Witch Demon smiled coldly, and then a shadow rose up behind him, like a mist.

This mist was gray-white in color and expanded rapidly as soon as it appeared, filling the entire battlefield instantly.

Not surprisingly, Su Mo's figure was instantly shrouded in mist.

In the next breath, the scene in front of him changed and he appeared in a dark room.

The room was like a cage. Su Mo found that his hands and feet were tied to a huge cross frame by extremely thick iron chains.

His whole body was weak and extremely weak, as if all his cultivation had disappeared.

"What's going on?" Su Mo was shocked and completely confused by this situation! How could he be captured?

Is it an illusion? Or is it a dream?

"Hey! Wu Chen, how do you want to die?" Wu Mo appeared in front of Su Mo, holding a short knife as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Witch, what is this place?" Su Mo asked in a deep voice.

"This is a dream, a dream I created for you!" Wu Mo grinned, showing his white teeth. He did not hide it, because few people at the same level could escape his dream.

"Dream!" Su Mo's heart sank, but he was not surprised. The opponent's fighting spirit was a dream demon fighting spirit, so it was not beyond his expectation that he could create a dream.

However, he didn't expect this dream to be so weird and terrifying!

laugh!

At this moment, the Witch Demon reached out and inserted the short knife into Su Mo's chest.

Uh~~

Su Mo groaned suddenly and felt severe pain in his body. Blood continued to flow down his chest.

"My favorite thing is to kill geniuses, especially powerful geniuses!" As Wu Mo spoke, he drew out his short knife and stabbed Su Mo again.

Su Mo's body was shot twice, blood gushed out like a fountain, it was extremely miserable, and the severe pain shocked his soul.

However, Su Mo forced himself to calm down and immediately communicated with his Devouring Soul.

This place is a dream, and cultivation strength is absolutely useless. Only the power of the fighting spirit can break it!

Fortunately, even though he was in a dream, Su Mo could still communicate with the fighting spirit in his body.

He was about to activate the Devouring War Soul, but he immediately suppressed this idea. The opponent's Dream Demon War Soul was quite extraordinary, and he wanted to try how powerful it was.

Immediately, Su Mo communicated with the white sword fighting spirit and immediately activated the power of the fighting spirit.

Buzz buzz~~

The power of the canceled sword burst out from his body, with a shocking edge that immediately caused the dream cage to tremble slightly.

However, although the cage was shaking, it showed no sign of being broken.

"It's useless. My Dream Demon Fighting Soul is a one-of-a-kind perfect fighting spirit. You can't break it!" The Witch Demon sneered and started slashing at Su Mo's body with the short knife in his hand.

Tsk tsk tsk! !

The sound of the sharp blade cutting flesh made one's teeth feel sore. Soon, Su Mo was cut with dozens of wounds that were deep enough to show the bone.

This caused the blood in Su Mo's body to almost drain out. His body became weak and he could hardly move a finger.

However, Su Mo was not worried. This was a dream. As long as he stayed calm, he would not die.

He also guessed that the other party must use cruel methods to break his will and shatter his beliefs before killing him completely.

At this time, Su Mo communicated with the twelve sword spirits again, and combined with the white sword spirit, the sword power on his body was extremely powerful.

Boom!

As Su Mo used a large amount of martial arts and fighting spirits, the cage shook violently, as if it was overwhelmed.

"How is it possible? Your fighting spirit is actually so powerful?" Seeing this, the Witch Demon suddenly looked frightened.

It can bring the dream he created to the edge of collapse. Is this Wu Chen's fighting spirit also a perfect fighting spirit?

"Hmph! No matter how strong you are! You can never break my dream!" The Witch Demon snorted coldly. While trying to stabilize the cage, he raised the short knife in his hand and slashed hard at Su Mo's head.

"I want your fighting spirit!" A weak voice came from Su Mo's mouth, and he immediately activated his Devouring Fighting Soul.

He has figured out the bottom line of the opponent's dream, and it is easy to break through it.

boom!

As the Devouring War Spirit was activated, the entire cage space immediately collapsed and disappeared in an instant.

"This is impossible!"

The horrified voice of the witch and demon resounded, and then immediately stopped.

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outside world.

Everyone in the entire martial arts arena opened their eyes wide and stared closely at Wu Chen and Wu Mo on the platform.

Both of them stood still, like two stubborn rocks, completely petrified.

Everyone knew that the battle between the two had begun.

This is an invisible confrontation, weird and terrifying!

Witches and demons kill people, and they always kill people without seeing a drop of blood.

"How long do you think Wu Chen can last?"

"Wuchen is very powerful, he should be able to hold on for more than ten breaths!"

"This is absolutely impossible. No one at the same level can survive ten breaths in the hands of the Witch Demon!"

"I guess it can last about seven or eight breaths!"

Many people were talking in low voices, guessing how long Su Mo could last in the hands of the witch demon.

No one thought that Su Mo could survive ten breaths, because the witch demon did not need ten breaths to kill someone of the same level, no matter how powerful the opponent was.

A faint smile appeared on Wu Yuan's face, Wu Chen was finally going to die, and Wu Lie's revenge was finally avenged.

At this moment, everyone noticed that Wu Chen on the battlefield suddenly turned pale.

"Haha! It only takes four breaths! Wu Chen can't hold on anymore?"

"Six breaths is the limit!"

"As expected of a witch! It's really terrifying!"

"Even Wu Chen, who is so powerful, can't stop the Witch Demon for ten breaths. The Witch Demon is truly invincible at the same level!"

When everyone saw this, there was an uproar and discussions started, because Wu Chen was going to lose!