"You're not running anymore? Keep running! "Su Mo glanced at the crowd and said with a chuckle.
His laughter was gentle, but in the eyes of the crowd, it was ferocious and terrifying. It was like the smile of a devil, and everyone could not help but shiver.
Devil!
Everyone looked at Su Mo's face and had the same thought.
That's right! Su Mo gave them the feeling that he was the devil.
Su Mo had killed no less than 3,000 people in a short period of time.
"Who is the current sect master of Celestialspirit Sect?" Su Mo asked coldly, his eyes sharp.
Everyone was silent. No one answered.
"Do you want me to start a massacre?" Su Mo's face darkened when no one answered him.
"Our sect master died just now!" someone said hurriedly.
Su Mo was stunned. This sect master was too useless. How could he die so quickly!
"All members of Cold-blood Hall, step forward!" Su Mo immediately shouted when he saw that there were still 200 to 300 people from Cold-blood Hall.
The crowd of Cold-blood Hall members were horrified when they heard Su Mo's words.
However, they did not dare to run away. No matter how scared they were, they did not dare to disobey Su Mo and walked out cautiously.
Mo Qing's face was also pale. He gritted his teeth and walked out slowly.
The crowd of people from Cold-blood Hall looked at Su Mo in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do!
"Very good!"
Su Mo nodded slightly and then suddenly attacked. He waved the Demonic Sword and rays of sword Qi flew toward the crowd.
"Oh no!"
"Run!"
The crowd of Cold-blood Hall was scared out of their wits and ran away frantically.
They did not expect that Su Mo had asked them to come out so that he could kill more people.
They ran for their lives, but they were too weak to escape from Su Mo.
A wave of sword Qi swept across, and blood rained down from the sky. Broken limbs flew everywhere. All the people from Cold-blood Hall were dead.
The mighty river of blood quickly gathered in the Demonic Sword.
Hiss!
The rest of the Celestialspirit Sect disciples sucked in a breath of cold air, their faces drained of all color. Some of the weaker ones were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.
How ruthless!
He killed without batting an eye. He really killed without batting an eye!
Moreover, Su Mo's sword was as terrifying as Su Mo's. It could even absorb blood!
Today was an unforgettable day for everyone in the Celestialspirit Sect, because their souls had been greatly impacted.
After killing all the people from Cold-blood Hall and waiting for the Demonic Sword to absorb all the blood, Su Mo's gaze swept across the crowd of Celestialspirit Sect.
His gaze fell on Hou Yuan, causing Hou Yuan's heart to tremble. Even a dignified Martial Emperor expert could not help but tremble.
However, Su Mo's gaze only lingered on Hou Yuan for a moment before he immediately looked away.
He did not kill Hou Yuan. Although Hou Yuan had wanted to capture him back then, it was only because he had taught Hou Jun a lesson and Hou Yuan wanted to vent his anger.
He had already killed Hou Jun, so he did not hold a grudge against Hou Yuan.
No one dared to look Su Mo in the eye. Whoever he looked at immediately lowered their heads.
Soon, Su Mo found his target. His gaze fell on an elder in a grey robe.
The grey-robed elder was Zhu Wen, the First Elder of Holy Sky Peak.
Then, Su Mo pointed his finger, and a Spiritual Sword shot out and instantly pierced through Zhu Wen's head.
Zhu Wen had once sent people to the Horned-demon Territory to kill Su Mo. Su Mo naturally would not forget this. Since he had found Zhu Wen, he would not hold back.
Seeing Zhu Wen's tragic death, the crowd trembled. They did not know who Su Mo would kill next, but they were powerless to resist. They could only secretly pray that they would not be killed.
After scanning the crowd, Su Mo did not see any enemies or acquaintances. He could not help but sigh.
"Where's Murong Wudi?" Su Mo asked as he thought of the disciple of the sect master who had a bet with him.
Su Mo valued Murong Wudi very much. He cultivated Mountains-weight Skill and was extremely talented and powerful.
"Murong Wudi died when Cold-blood Hall attacked Celestialspirit Sect last year!" Someone said in a trembling voice.
Su Mo sighed inwardly. He had wanted to take Murong Wudi into Firmament Palace and make him the descendant of Earth Palace, but he was already dead!
And Wu Sheng? Su Mo did not know if he was dead or alive.
Su Mo asked again, but no one knew Wu Sheng. Wu Sheng was just a nobody, and no one knew him at all.
Su Mo felt a little lonely. His acquaintances were all gone, and he could not help but feel sad.
He sighed, looked at Cai Yun in the distance, and said, "Miss Cai Yun, I'll wait for you here. Go to the Horned-demon Territory and bring the Horned-demon tribe out!"
Having said that, Su Mo began to collect the spoils of war. He wanted to collect all the storage rings and divine elixirs of the dead.
Although these people were weak and did not have much wealth, there were many of them. Su Mo would not give them up.
Cai Yun was stunned. Even now, she had not recovered from the shock.
After a dozen breaths, Cai Yun finally came to her senses. She looked deeply at Su Mo and immediately flew toward the entrance of the Horned-demon Territory.
After a long time, Su Mo collected all the spoils of war, sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and quietly meditated.
The crowd of Celestialspirit Sect members looked at Su Mo in shock. No one dared to leave without Su Mo's permission.
Everyone looked at Su Mo's handsome face and sighed in their hearts.
When Su Mo was in Celestialspirit Sect, he had displayed a talent that defied the natural order. Even so, no one had expected Su Mo's achievements to be so great in just a year or two.
Everyone understood that Su Mo's strength was already invincible in the East Continent!
Next, Su Mo would probably attack Cold-blood Hall. Cold-blood Hall would not be able to escape.
Although Cold-blood Hall had the Netherworld Devil Sect as their backer, the Netherworld Devil Sect was far away in the Central Continent. They would not be able to rescue them in time!
Moreover, since Cold-blood Hall unified the East Continent, even the experts of Corpse Hall had withdrawn.
It would be difficult for Cold-blood Hall to stop Su Mo now.
Everyone kept thinking. Everyone knew that the East Continent was going to change drastically again.
Time passed slowly. Su Mo was like an old monk, quietly meditating.
About six hours later, Cai Yun returned, followed by a large number of Horned-demon tribesmen.
At a rough glance, there were more than 100,000 people. All the members of the 10 tribes of the Horned-demon people had come out.
Without the people of Cold-blood Hall and Celestialspirit Sect blocking their way, Cai Yun easily rescued the Horned-demon tribe.
Swoosh!
Cai Yun flew in front of Su Mo and stopped, looking at him quietly.
After a while, all the Horned-demon tribesmen arrived one after another.
"Greetings, Holy Son!"
Jin Li, Huo Tang, Wang Kun, and the other chiefs of the 10 tribes cupped their fists and bowed to Su Mo.
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