He Gan also stood up in shock. He is a sword repairer, majoring in kendo, so he could see the power of this sword at a glance.
Roar!
Facing this extremely powerful sword, Song Yang had no time to think, roared wildly, and greeted Jianguang with his palm.
“Fire Cloud Hand!”
Song Yang’s palm seemed to turn into a soldering iron in an instant, crimson, turning gold into iron, emitting a terrifying high temperature.
The next moment, the palm of the hand collided with Jianguang.
boom!
There was a loud explosion, and a strong shock wave centered on Su Mo and Song Yang, swept across the four directions, and shattered all the tables and chairs in the hall into powder.
Immediately, a figure shot out from the center of the impact with a rocket-like speed, hitting the wall of the hall.
boom!
The wall collapsed, and it was a mess. The figure was buried under the rubble of the collapsed wall, and his life and death were unknown.
There was silence.
He Gan and Dong Yue, staring at each other with wide eyes, stared at all this in astonishment.
The loser was Song Yang.
Unexpectedly, he really couldn’t even take a sword!
At this moment, the two couldn’t help but think to themselves, as Su Mo said before, Song Yang’s misfortune really came from his mouth.
If he hadn’t taken the initiative to insult Su Mo, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.
After defeating Song Yang with a sword, Su Mo sat cross-legged without looking at him.
As he said, even if the opponent is not dead, he will not make another move.
At this time, the seats in the hall were broken and there was no place to sit, so Su Mo could only sit on the ground.
Gudong!
After a long time, Dong Yue swallowed a big mouthful of spittle. Looking at the calm Su Mo, his expression changed for a while.
Immediately, Dong Yue smiled coyly, and said, “Brother, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful. Song Yang provoked you, and he should be taught a lesson. Even if he died, he deserved it!”
What Dong Yue said was righteous, as if he had completely forgotten that he had always looked down on Su Mo and made fun of him.
Dong Yue is a disciple of Tianyuanzong and has nothing to do with Song Yang, so he naturally doesn’t care about the other party’s life or death.
Su Mo didn’t pay attention to the other party. He didn’t bother to pay attention to people like Dong Yue who tended to power.
He Gan did not speak, but squinted his eyes, looked at Su Mo carefully, and secretly analyzed Su Mo’s strength in his heart.
Just now Song Yang made a move to resist, he was in a hurry, and it was too late to fully charge.
Therefore, if it was him, He Gan, who attacked, he could seriously injure Dong Yue with one blow.
Although his strength is also at the third level of the Lingwu Realm, he has already reached the peak of the third level of the Lingwu Realm, and his combat power is powerful, far surpassing Song Yang.
In the end, he came to a conclusion that if he fought Su Mo, the outcome would be between five and five.
The hall was silent, and none of the three of Su Mo spoke again.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and Ji Shuirou led several Ji family warriors into the hall.
Seeing the unrecognizable hall, Ji Shuirou’s beautiful eyes flashed with doubt, and he asked in surprise, “What’s going on?”
Immediately, she found that there were only three people in the hall, but Lieyangzong Song Yang had disappeared. She asked Su Mo and the others, “Where is Mr. Song Yang?”
Su Mo didn’t answer. He Gan and Dong Yue twitched their mouths and looked at the collapsed wall.
Seeing the gazes of the two, Ji Shuirou was startled, with a look of puzzlement in his eyes.
Immediately, two Ji family warriors stepped forward quickly, walked to the collapsed wall, inspected it for a while, and exclaimed: “Miss, there are people under this broken wall!”
What?
Ji Shuirou was startled, and stepped forward quickly, and then several Ji family warriors pushed aside the gravel, revealing the figure inside. Who else could it be if it wasn’t Song Yang!