More than 30 disciples of the same rank died in dozens of breaths!
Not one left!
How is this possible?
Everyone was dumbfounded again!
After a long time, there was a loud shout, like a thunderous explosion, which suddenly spread throughout the audience.
“Beast! Die!”
In the Iron Forest camp, General Magic Iron’s face was dark purple, and his eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent, and he rushed towards Su Mo suddenly.
A powerful and unparalleled power, mighty and mighty, shot up from the magic iron body.
boom!
From a distance of more than a thousand meters, Mo Tie slapped Su Mo in the air.
Immediately, a giant palm of zhenqi with a length and width of five or six meters struck out violently.
Rumble!
The giant palm of true qi is invincible, as fast as lightning, and a hurricane is set off as it passes along the way.
In an instant, the giant palm of zhenqi approached Su Mo.
At this moment, Su Mo’s whole body was stiff, and his hairs exploded.
In his heart, he suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and a sense of imminent death.
Although Mo Tie is not a true spirit realm warrior, he is also a peak warrior at the ninth level of the spirit realm.
In Tianyue’s history, no matter how defiant a warrior of the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, it was impossible to block the blow of a fighter of the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
The gap of six realms, this is an insurmountable gap!
At this moment, facing the crisis of life and death, Su Mo’s eyes suddenly turned red, with a look of madness on his face.
Waiting to die?
how is this possible?
“kill!”
With a loud shout, Su Mo was about to fight to the death.
At this moment, a huge saber aura with a length of more than ten meters pierced through the air, with overwhelming power, it cut through the air from the front of the Tianyue army.
“Magic iron, you are courting death!”
Yuan Zhan’s angry shouts came rolling in.
It was Yuan Zhan who made the move!
Yuan Zhan had been secretly on guard for a long time.
He was going to rescue Su Mo when he lost to the thirty or so Xuanji Sect disciples and was in danger.
But he didn’t expect that Su Mo was not only not in danger, but invincible, beheading more than 30 opponents.
Even his heart was full of turbulent waves.
But fortunately, he had already taken precautions, otherwise he would not be able to rescue the magic iron’s palm in time.
boom!
The sword qi hit the giant palm of zhenqi, and it exploded loudly, deafening.
A strong shock wave swept across all directions.
Uh!
Su Mo was hit by the shock wave and couldn’t help grunting, and retreated rapidly.
An attack of this level, even a shock wave, poses a great threat to him.
“Yuan Zhan, you can’t stop me! This kid must die!”