“Two junior brothers, we will fight him!”
The rough disciple of Xuanji Sect roared loudly with his eyes shining.
This person’s strength is really good, although he has been injured, he is still alive.
“Fight!”
“kill!”
The other two Xuanji Sect disciples gritted their teeth hard, with mad looks on their faces, and rushed towards Su Mo instead of retreating.
Whoosh!
But that rough disciple didn’t think about making a move at all.
He took advantage of the other two to intercept Su Mo, turned around quickly, and fled in the direction of the Iron Forest army with the utmost agility.
Ok?
Su Mo frowned. He didn’t expect this person to be so sinister.
He asked his fellow disciples to stop him, but he ran away instead.
“Xu Meng… you bastard!”
Seeing this, the two Xuanji Sect disciples became angry and cursed loudly.
The two of them were already terrified, and they were just supporting them forcefully. When they saw the rough disciple fleeing, they lost all fighting spirit.
Whizzing!
The next moment, the two Xuanjizong disciples turned around resolutely, abandoned Su Mo, and ran away quickly.
“Can you escape?”
How could Su Mo allow them to escape, sweeping with his long sword, and killing with his sword energy piercing through the air.
what! what!
The two just turned around, and before they could escape a few steps, they lost their lives instantly.
Whoosh!
Immediately, without hesitation, Su Mo turned around and chased after the rough disciple.
This person was extremely fast, and he escaped hundreds of meters away in just two or three breaths.
He was fast, but Su Mo was even faster. Shadow Footwork was used to the extreme, and afterimages formed a string.
In less than a few breaths, Su Mo was only a hundred meters away from the opponent.
“Wind Demon Cave!”
Su Mo stabbed forward with the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword light burst out from the tip of the sword like a sharp arrow piercing the air.
The sword light exploded, piercing through the void, and instantly pierced the back of the rough disciple of the Xuanji Sect.
“No!”
This rough disciple let out an unwilling roar, and immediately, his body rushed forward for tens of meters, and he fell to the ground with a touch.
Su Mo heaved a sigh of relief after killing this rough Xuan-level sect disciple.
More than 30 Xuanjizong disciples were all beheaded, and none survived.
The whole process is very fast, and it only happens between dozens of breaths.
Looking at the many corpses and the ground covered with blood, Su Mo sighed secretly.
So much blood is wasted!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, there are countless eyes staring at him, and it is impossible for him to devour it.
Sighing again, Su Mo raised his head and looked at the two parties.
The entire camp of the two armies was silent, and needles could be heard.
Everyone’s eyes were in a sluggish state, and they still hadn’t recovered.