"What's going on?"
Su Mo became anxious. Why couldn't he take the Billion Demonic Sword?
Was it because the sword was too big and heavy? Was he not strong enough? Not strong enough to take it? Or was there some other reason?
Su Mo was bewildered. Fortunately, the Demonic Sword had stopped trembling and spewing Devilish Qi when he began to pull it out.
In that case, the Demonic Soul Army would not increase and he would be less stressed.
Then, Su Mo gathered his Genuine Vitality and was about to try to pull the Demonic Sword out again, but the others had already rushed over.
Dozens of dazzling rays of sword Qi, saber Qi, and fist radiance gathered together and hit Su Mo's Genuine Vitality Palm, instantly shattering it into pieces.
The black-robed young man from Cold-blood Hall did not attack Su Mo's Genuine Vitality Palm. Instead, he punched Su Mo's body.
"Die!"
The blood-red fist print burst into the void, and the soaring Blood Qi dyed the sky red.
This punch was extremely powerful. The fist print was like a mountain, and its power shook the sky. Its mighty force was much more powerful than that of an ordinary Lv 1 Enlightenment Realm martial artist.
The young man from Cold-blood Hall knew that Su Mo was extraordinary, so he wanted to kill Su Mo first and then take the Billion Demonic Sword.
"You're courting death!"
Su Mo could not stand it anymore. These people had tried to stop him time and time again, and he was determined to kill them.
"Alright, I'll kill you first, and then I'll take the Demonic Sword!"
Su Mo's eyes were filled with killing desire. He was going to kill all of them first, and then take the Demonic Sword.
As long as he killed these people, no one else would compete with him.
"Swoosh!"
A sword pierced through the air, and a sharp five-colored Sword Qi instantly shot out, breaking through the air, and instantly collided with the incoming blood-colored fist print.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the sword Qi and the fist print both shattered and turned into a vast air blast that swept in all directions, shaking the surrounding Demonic Souls into nothingness.
At this point, the Demonic Sword had stopped trembling and spewing Devilish Qi.
However, there were still a large number of Demonic Souls around, but the Demonic Soul Army was no longer a threat to them.
"So powerful?"
Su Mo raised his eyebrows and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This black-robed young man's strength had surprised him.
His opponent's cultivation was only at Lv 8 True Spirit Realm, which was one level lower than his, but he was still able to take a blow from him!
With his current strength, even an ordinary Martial King Realm expert would not be a match for him if his cultivation was one level lower.
"You're Su Mo?"
The black-robed young man stared coldly at Su Mo, his eyes flashing with blood-red light. His killing desire was so strong that it was almost tangible. "You will die today!"
"Are you from Cold-blood Hall?"
A trace of disdain flashed across Su Mo's eyes as he said coldly, "To me, people from Cold-blood Hall are scum, trash who deserve to die!"
"Courting death!"
The black-robed young man was instantly enraged when he heard this, and a ghastly bloody light shot out from his eyes as he said gloomily, "When you go to hell, remember that it was I, Xue Chan, who killed you!"
As his voice fell, the black-robed young man moved his fists, and two more powerful fist radiance attacked Su Mo from both sides.
The fist radiance was dazzling, as if it was condensed from fresh blood. An intense blood Qi spread in all directions.
This was the authentic Cold-blood Hall Blood System Cultivation Method.
"Xue Chan?"
Su Mo narrowed his eyes. He was no stranger to the name Xue Chan, a peerless talent ranked 49th on the List of Top 1,000 Talents, only one rank lower than Sikong Yan.
Su Mo was a little surprised. He was not surprised that Xue Chan was on the List of Top 1,000 Talents, but he was surprised that Xue Chan was ranked so high.
However, no matter how high Xue Chan's ranking was, Su Mo was not afraid of him.
Although his current cultivation could not merge the property forces in his body, and his ability to fight beyond his level was not as good as before, he was still not someone a Lv 8 True Spirit Realm martial artist could fight against, even if Xue Chan was ranked in the top 50 on the List of Top 1,000 Talents.
"Die!"
Su Mo shouted. His body shone with a golden light, and he rushed toward the two fist radiances.
While Su Mo and Xue Chan were fighting, the others started fighting again.
The Demonic Sword was right in front of them, and the bloody fight began again.
The 50-odd people started killing each other again, frantically fighting for the Demonic Sword. No one could easily pull out the Demonic Sword.
Otherwise, they would be attacked by the others.
Swish! Swish!
The Sky-crushing Sword flashed, and two rays of sword Qi shot out, instantly tearing apart the two fist radiances.
Su Mo did not slow down. He rushed toward Xue Chan and slashed out with his sword.
The dazzling five-colored sword radiance split the sky and earth, falling toward Xue Chan's head.
Xue Chan was shocked to see this. As he retreated, his body surged with sanguine light, and he hurriedly punched out.
Although Xue Chan was arrogant, he did not dare to underestimate Su Mo. After all, Su Mo was famous and his combat strength was definitely powerful.
Moreover, his cultivation was one level lower than Su Mo's.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the sword radiance hit Xue Chan's fist, and the powerful force instantly sent Xue Chan flying more than 300 meters away.
"Indeed extraordinary!"
Xue Chan stopped moving. He felt numb all over his body, and his blood was boiling. He could not help but feel a sweet taste in his throat.
However, he was not afraid of Su Mo. He still had a trump card.
"It's over!"
Su Mo rushed toward Xue Chan again. His body shone with golden light, and he attacked again.
"Obliteration Cut!"
With a loud shout, the vast five-colored sword Qi pierced the sky and earth. It was hundreds of meters long, and it rushed toward Xue Chan like lightning.
This was Su Mo's fatal blow. His strength completely crushed Xue Chan, so he did not need to use any tricks. He did not even need to use his Devouring Martial Soul.
However, facing this powerful blow, Xue Chan only smiled coldly, and a dim light flashed in his eyes.
In the next moment, Xue Chan punched again. An extremely condensed sanguine fist print instantly hit the lower part of the five-colored sword Qi.
Bang!
With a loud explosion, the vast five-colored Sword Qi immediately crumbled.
"What's this?"
Su Mo's eyes narrowed, and he was shocked. How could Xue Chan's strength suddenly increase so much? How could he destroy his Obliteration Cut so easily?
"Su Mo, it's indeed over!"
Xue Chan smiled coldly and said, "You can die now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dim light flashed behind Xue Chan, and a huge eyeball appeared.
This eyeball was as big as a house, and it was dark green. It emitted a dim light and looked extremely terrifying.
The eyeball was like a devil's eye, and wherever it looked, it would make people's hair stand on end!
This was Xue Chan's Martial Soul, a Rank 2 Earth Class Martial Soul!
Su Mo was shocked to see this. He had never seen such a strange Martial Soul, and he did not know what the Eyeball Martial Soul was capable of.
"Haha! Ghostly Magic Sight! "
Xue Chan laughed wildly and immediately activated his Martial Soul. In an instant, a dazzling dim light shot out from the Eyeball Martial Soul and enveloped Su Mo.
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