This person is extremely powerful, if he hadn’t cut off the opponent’s arm before and injured him, even if he used his sword intent, he might not be able to kill the opponent easily.
Looking at the other party’s corpse, Su Mo’s eyes flickered.
The essence and blood of a martial artist in the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, how powerful is the blood?
Without devouring it immediately, Su Mo put the opponent’s body into a separate storage bag.
After death, without any breath of life, it can be put into the storage space like an item.
Swish Swish Swish!
Four figures flew over from a distance and came to Su Mo. They were Huang Houde and the others.
The four of them had been watching the situation from a distance before and did not make a move.
If Su Mo loses to Lord Yumian, they will retreat immediately. If Su Mo can compete with Lord Yumian, they will find a way to surround and kill each other.
However, they obviously did not expect that Su Mo could kill Mr. Yumian in a short time by himself.
“My lord, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful. It’s unbelievable to kill a warrior at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm!”
Huang Houde’s face was full of horror.
He couldn’t help but think to himself, the second son’s talent is in Fengling Island, and he is probably also a top genius.
“Master Yumian is dead, and my mission is complete!”
After receiving the body of Mr. Yumian, Su Mo said calmly.
“Thank you, young master, please stay at the mansion for a few days, let me express my gratitude!”
Huang Houde thanked him sincerely.
Su Mo shook his head and said, “Thank you, no need!”
Immediately, Su Mo lifted his foot and walked to the purple-clothed woman who was lying limp on the ground not far away.
“Are you okay! Can you get up?” Su Mo asked
Yang Zhixuan shook her head, and said weakly: “I…I can’t lift a single bit of strength in my whole body.”
Su Mo pondered for a while, and picked up Yang Zhixuan by the waist.
The warm and fragrant soft jade fell into his bosom, and the elegant fragrance came to his nostrils, which made Su Mo’s heart flutter.
what!
Yang Zhixuan let out a coquettish cry, her pretty face flushed instantly.
“I’ll help you remove the power of the medicine!”
Su Mo said, and immediately carried Yang Zhixuan into the courtyard of Lord Yumian.
Huang Houde and the others followed Su Mo into the room.
Walking into the room in the other courtyard, there was an obsessive atmosphere in the room.
On the big bed in the room, there were two young girls writhing crazily, their faces were flushed, their eyes were blurred, and they were full of spring.
“My lord, these two women have both eaten a ****!”
Huang Houde inspected it and said to Su Mo.
Su Mo frowned, and said, “Patriarch Huang, save people to the end, you will remove the medicine’s power for them.”
“Good!” Huang Houde nodded.
Su Mo put Yang Zhixuan on the chair, glanced at her, and said, “Wait for me a moment.”
Yang Zhixuan blushed, and nodded imperceptibly.
Immediately, Su Mo walked out of the room and went to the courtyard to avoid Huang Houde and the others.
After releasing the body of Mr. Yumian, Su Mo immediately devoured it.
He didn’t dare to delay for too long, otherwise Lord Yumian’s blood and energy would dissipate.
Yumian Langjun, as a martial artist in the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, his blood is extremely majestic, like the Yangtze River, endless.