Therefore, he would not choose to confront Li Tongtian head-on. There were other opportunities to kill Su Mo.
“Then don’t worry about it!”
Li Tongtian smiled indifferently, and said indifferently: “No one can predict what will happen in the future?”
“Today… you killed hundreds of members of our clan, and one day… the strong of our clan will come to ask for advice!” Wu Jing said with a gloomy face, the death of the strong of hundreds of clans, his Wu clan can’t let it go.
After saying that, his eyes fell on Su Mo again, and he said coldly, “Little bastard, your life is on hold for now, but it won’t be too long!”
“Indeed it won’t be long!”
Su Mo’s expression was cold, he looked directly at Wu Jing, and confronted each other, “I will avenge this revenge myself in a short time!”
“act recklessly!”
Wu Jing sneered and did not argue with Su Mo. He casually glanced at Patriarch Jia Shen, who immediately understood.
Immediately, Wu Jing shouted loudly to all the strong Wu clansmen: “Everyone follow me back to the clan!”
After saying that, Wu Jing turned around and left first, heading towards the Wu Clan Tianmingxing.
All the strong men of the Wu clan had ugly faces. This time, it was really a disastrous defeat, a crushing defeat and heavy losses.
However, the patriarch had already ordered them to evacuate, so they had no choice but to go back.
High Priest Wulun took a deep look at Su Mo, his eyes full of unwillingness. He couldn’t kill Su Mo after repeated attempts, which made him vomit blood in his heart.
All the powerful Wu clan left, away from the triple star like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the depths of the starry sky.
However, no one noticed that when Jiashen Patriarch left, a tiny rune floated out of his hand.
This rune was extremely small, and after leaving his palm, it immediately escaped into the depths of the void and disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the disappearing figures of the Wu Clan, all the onlookers sighed secretly. No one thought that this battle would end in the complete defeat of the Wu Clan.
This is beyond everyone’s expectations!
Looking at Su Mo’s tall and straight figure, many people were filled with emotion. This eternal evildoer, with amazing talent and incredible combat power, has the backing of the Heavenly Sword God. It is estimated that he will be unstoppable in the future and rise rapidly.
If the Witch Clan can’t kill Su Mo in the future, it will probably take a few years for Su Mo to become a saint. In the future, he will be promoted to the rank of False God and become the pinnacle of the Ancient Spirit Galaxy.
In the depths of the starry sky, a group of witches were galloping, all with gloomy faces.
“Patriarch, do you just let Su Mo go like this?” High Priest Wu Lun asked Wu Jing in front of him with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
“That’s right! Patriarch, Su Mo killed tens of millions of my clansmen, and today he suffered a heavy loss because of it!” another Martial Saint Realm expert asked.
The others also looked at Wu Jing with unwilling expressions on their faces.
It’s really embarrassing, thinking that their witch clan, as a race that ranks more than 380 in the entire universe, has suffered such a big loss in front of a small Sanshenzong today, which is really unbearable for them.
Facing the inquiry from the strong in the clan, Wu Jing did not answer, but turned to look at the ancestor Jia Shen and asked, “How is it?”
“No problem, I’ve already planted a curse on Su Mo!” said Patriarch Jia Shen in a deep voice.
“Curse?” The pupils of all the powerful Wu clansmen’s eyes lit up when they heard the words, and all of them were full of surprises.
Cursing is also a taboo witchcraft of their witch clan. It is called the Great Curse, a very terrible taboo witchcraft, and it can be called a taboo among taboos.
It’s just that this kind of taboo witchcraft is very difficult to practice, and it takes a huge price to practice this kind of witchcraft.
Among the entire Wu clan, only the ancestor Jia Shen, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, knows this kind of taboo technique.
Everyone was pleasantly surprised, no wonder the patriarch retreated so easily, it turned out that there was such a backup.
“Which kind of curse is it?” Wu Jing asked. There are many different curses in the great curse technique, so he asked this question.
“Execute the curse of the forbidden god!”
The ancestor Jiashen said in a deep voice, although this curse was not the strongest and most ruthless curse, but in the circumstances at that time, Tongtian Sword God and Void God were present, and he wanted to hide it from everyone quietly, so he could only cast this curse.
Otherwise, he would still have a curse ten times, a hundred times more vicious than the ‘Curse of Holding Demons and Forbidden Gods’, but this kind of curse manifested as a vision, and it was obviously impossible to cast it under the circumstances at that time.
“Very good!” Hearing this, Wu Jing’s complexion finally relaxed, and the sharp light in her eyes disappeared in a flash.
What about Tongtian Sword God?
No one can protect the person he Wu Clan wants to kill!