The white-robed young man seemed to be walking slowly, but he was actually very fast.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the gate of the stockade.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Mazi shouted when the bandits came to their senses.
Whoosh!
What answered him was a dazzling sword radiance. With a flash, they were all dead.
Su Mo looked indifferent. Without looking at them, he smashed the gate of the stockade and walked into the stockade.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Hearing the commotion, hundreds of bandits rushed out of the stronghold and surrounded Su Mo.
"Who are you? How dare you attack the Bloody Blade Stockade?"
"Boy, do you want to die?"
"Kill him!"
"…"
The bandits shouted angrily and rushed toward Su Mo.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing hundreds of bandits surrounding him, Su Mo shouted and waved his long sword. Sword Qi swept across the crowd. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! With each stroke, dozens of bandits were cut into pieces. Blood gushed out and rained down. A large number of bandits were decapitated and their limbs were flying.
In just a dozen breaths, two or three hundred bandits had died tragically. The scene was bloody.
Although there were many bandits, they were no match for Su Mo.
This was clearly a massacre, a naked massacre. The two sides were not on the same level at all.
"What? How could this man have such terrifying strength? "
The remaining bandits were shocked.
"Go and inform the chief!" A bandit screamed and ran into the stockade.
Regardless, Su Mo stepped forward and waved his sword. Blood splashed. He killed one with each step, and ten with every ten steps.
In less than a moment, hundreds of bandits were almost all killed by him. Only a few of them escaped crazily.
Blood dyed the ground red and converged into a blood river, flowing far away.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
In the distance, dozens of people rushed over quickly.
The one in the lead was a middle-aged man with a face full of stubble. He had a strong physique and an extraordinary might.
He was the chief of the Bloody Blade Stockade, Blood Saber!
The rest were mostly martial artists of the Spiritual Martial Realm. The lowest cultivation was a half step to the Spiritual Martial Realm.
"Boy, no matter who you are, you'll die if you dare to attack the Bloody Blade Stockade."
When Blood Knife arrived and saw the blood flowing like a river, he roared furiously.
"After today, the Bloody Blade Stockade will no longer exist!"
Su Mo said indifferently.
"How arrogant! You want to destroy our Bloody Blade Stockade? You should look at yourself first."
Beside Bloodblade, a cold-faced Deputy Fort Master sneered and said, "Fort Master, there's no need for you to do anything. I'll destroy him!"
Bloodblade nodded and said, "Be careful, Old Hu!"
Deputy Chief Hu smiled disdainfully. "He's only at Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm. How strong can he be?"
Deputy Chief Hu was at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm and was very powerful. He did not care about martial artists at Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Then, Deputy Chief Hu flew forward with a black war saber in his hand. He swung his saber at Su Mo's head.
The jet-black saber light was cold and eerie, and its power was astonishing.
A cruel smile appeared on Deputy Chief Hu's face.
In the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
A streak of white light flashed past, moving as fast as lightning, and directly sliced him into two at the waist. His intestines and organs spilled all over the ground.
"Ah!"
Deputy Chief Hu only had time to let out a blood-curdling scream before he breathed his last.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked. Deputy Chief Hu, who was at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm, had been killed with one stroke.
"Who is this young man? How can he be so horrible? "
Bloodblade frowned and shouted coldly, "Everyone, let's go together and kill him!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Dozens of Bloody Blade Stockade's higher-ups rushed toward Su Mo with their war sabers.
Bloodblade took the lead with a huge blood-red saber in his hand. When he swung his saber, there was a flash of blood light.
"Blood Cloud Cut!"
The blood-red saber Qi tore through the void like a bloody cloud. It was unstoppable.
"Die! Die! Die! "
Su Mo's eyes were red with killing intent. The two Spiritual Spirals in his body operated crazily, and the sword will gushed out. The sword Qi soared into the sky and pierced through the firmament.
Sword Essence of Wind Devil!
Swirling Winds and Clouds!
Wind Roaring in the Sky!
After performing three swordplays in a row, Su Mo stopped and stood quietly on the spot.
At this moment, there was no one left standing in front of him.
Almost all the people of the Bloody Blade Stockade had been killed by him.
Half of Bloodblade's body had been cut off, and he was lying on the ground. He was not completely dead yet, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.
Looking at the ground covered in blood and countless broken limbs, Su Mo took a deep breath.
Su Mo took a deep breath and shouted, "Devour!"
Boom!
His Devouring Martial Soul was released, and the invisible devouring power swept out. The endless blood formed a blood river and drowned Su Mo.
After a long time, the blood light dissipated, and Su Mo's figure appeared.
The endless blood river had helped him successfully enter the Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
And he had reached the late stage of Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Although there was a lot of blood essence, most of it belonged to martial artists in the Qi Martial Realm, so it was useless. Only a few people's blood essence had strong Blood Qi.
Then, Su Mo collected the storage pouches of Bloodblade and other martial artists in the Spiritual Martial Realm and looted the stockade.
Then, he left the mountain.
A large number of women and slaves were imprisoned in the Bloody Blade Stockade, and Su Mo released them all.
At the foot of Sirius Mountain, Su Mo looked into the distance in the direction of Sunnywood City.
Sirius Mountain was less than 500 kilometers away from Sunnywood City.
Su Mo could take some time to go back. Su Mo shook his head and gave up the idea.
"I'll go back when I'm strong enough!"
At that time, the first one he would destroy would be the Weis.
Su Mo spurred his horse to the next station.
This time, Su Mo took three missions at once, and he completed the first two neatly.
As for the last one, it might take some time.
Because the last mission was not a killing mission, but an escort mission, it would naturally take more time.
The Ji clan was a small clan in Maple Leaf City. There were several martial artists at Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm in the clan, and the Master, Ji Long, was an expert at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
However, Ji Long had recently been injured by a Class 3 Tier 2 Three-Colored Poison Spider when he was hunting demonic beasts. The poison had already invaded his internal organs, and if he wasn't treated in time, it wouldn't be long before he died from the poison.
However, the poison of the Three-colored Poison Spider was extremely toxic, and Ji Long was deeply poisoned. Ordinary antidote elixirs could not detoxify the poison in Ji Long's body.
The Ji clan begged an alchemist master, and he finally agreed to treat Ji Long. However, the antidote he wanted to refine lacked a main ingredient.
The main ingredient was called Blue Black Flower Seed, which was the seed of the Spiritual Herb Blue Black Flower.
Blue Black Flower was extremely rare, and its seed was even rarer. After many inquiries, the Ji clan finally got the news that the Leader of the Doublehawks Faction in Blackmountain City had the seed.
Therefore, the Ji clan prepared to go to Blackmountain City and buy the Blue Black Flower Seed from the Doublehawks Faction.
However, Blackmountain City was a chaotic city without a city governor to manage it, and there was no army of Skymoon Country stationed there. Most of the people in the city were criminals.
Moreover, the so-called Doublehawks Faction was originally a wild gang. They had done many robberies, murders, and robberies.
If there was no strong guard on this trip to Blackmountain City, the Ji clan was likely to be a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth and would be devoured without a trace.
Therefore, the Ji clan issued a task to each of the four sects and hired four sect disciples to guard the city.
The disciples of the four sects were much stronger than ordinary rogue cultivators, and the name of the four sects could intimidate many people.
With the protection of the disciples of the four sects, the trip to Blackmountain City would be worry-free.
At this time, in the hall of the Ji clan.
A woman of about 25 or 26 years old was sitting in the main seat. She was beautiful, her skin was white, and her temperament was like an orchid in an empty valley. She wore a light red dress, and her figure was curvy. Her long black hair fell like a waterfall to her buttocks.
This woman was the eldest daughter of the Ji clan, Ji Shuirou.
Three young men sat upright in front of Ji Shuirou. All of them were tall and had extraordinary looks.
"Haha, welcome to the Ji clan. On behalf of the Ji clan, I would like to express my gratitude."
Ji Shuirou chuckled softly. Her voice was soft as she stood up and bowed respectfully to the three.
"Miss Ji, this is my task. You don't have to thank me. As long as I'm here, you'll be safe."
A burly young man said proudly.
"That's right. With our protection, Miss Ji will be safe."
The other two were equally confident.
The three young men were from the Sky Rapier Sect, the Scorching Sun Sect, and the Sky Yuan Sect.
They were all young geniuses, and their cultivation had reached Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.
The burly young man was especially extraordinary. He carried a huge black sword on his back, and his body was surrounded by Sword Qi.
He was a disciple of the Sky Rapier Sect, the leader of the four sects.
"Miss Ji, your father has been poisoned. It's urgent. Let's go now!"
He Qian said.
"Everyone, please wait a little longer. I've issued a task to each of the four sects, and each sect will hire one person. We're still missing the disciple of Gale Island."
Ji Shuirou thought for a while and smiled apologetically.
"Haha! The disciple of Gale Island is useless. It doesn't matter if he's here or not. Why waste time? "
The one who spoke was a young man with narrow eyes. He was a disciple of the Scorching Sun Sect.
"That's right! I agree! "
Another disciple of the Sky Yuan Sect nodded and said, "If no one from Gale Island accepts this task, will Miss Ji continue to wait?"
Gale Island might be the wealthiest among the four sects, but its comprehensive strength was definitely the weakest among the four sects.
There was a big gap between the disciples of Gale Island and those of the other three sects.
In recent years, Duan Jingtian had appeared in Gale Island, which made Gale Island's reputation comparable to that of the other three sects.
Except for Duan Jingtian, no other disciple of Gale Island could compete with the geniuses of the other three sects.
Ji Shuirou pondered for a moment and nodded after hearing the two men's words.
Her father's life was in danger. Time was of the essence, and she could not afford to delay.
"No need to wait. I'm here!"
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