Because, the blood energy and true energy in his body suddenly became disordered, and he couldn’t unleash powerful moves in an instant.
However, Yan Ba had long known that there was something strange about Su Mo, and he had secretly been wary of it.
At this moment, he found that the true energy in his body was disturbed, he hurriedly gave up his shot, and his figure quickly retreated.
Scoff!
The sword light was as fast as lightning, across Yan Ba’s chest, tearing the skin and clothes of his chest, and traces of blood flowed out.
Swish!
Su Mo drew out his sword again, and the sword light flashed continuously, attacking Yan Ba non-stop.
Su Mo mobilized his Martial Soul to the extreme, and the true energy in Yan Ba’s body continued to explode.
However, after all, Yan Ba is a peak expert at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he is also a genius with powerful combat power. The devouring ability of the martial soul does not have as much influence on him as those warriors at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
He only separated a part of his mind, and suppressed the chaotic zhenqi in his body, and still had the strength to launch an effective attack.
However, Yan Ba’s strength still dropped a lot because he wanted to suppress the true energy in his body.
In an instant, Yan Ba was completely at a disadvantage.
Clang, clang! !
Su Mo kept attacking. The sword in his hand was faster than the sword, and the sword was stronger than the sword. His moves were fierce and hit Yan Ba’s vitals.
Yan Ba retreated step by step, step by step, his figure kept retreating.
From time to time, blood flashed, and more and more wounds appeared on Yan Ba’s body.
As Yan Ba was injured, the blood in his body surged rapidly and flowed out rapidly.
“What exactly is going on?”
Yan Ba’s face was pale, and he roared crazily.
And what answered him was an incomparably sharp sword light.
“Kamikaze Swordsmanship—Feng Xiao Nine Heavens!”
“The wind howls in the nine heavens!”
The gust of wind howled, and strangled Yan Ba, and the sharp sword light was accompanied by the gust of wind, like a thread of starlight.
drink!
Yan Ba shouted angrily, trying his best to mobilize the true energy in his body, swiped his long knife, and tore the wind into pieces with one blow.
But the sharp sword light flashed across his shoulder and slashed fiercely on his shoulder.
Pooh!
The protective qi was broken, the sword light flashed, blood spattered, and a chi-long, bone-deep sword mark appeared on Yan Ba’s shoulder.
what!
Yan Ba let out a miserable cry, and retreated violently again.
Yan Ba’s face was as pale as paper, and on his shoulders, blood spurted out like a flood that opened the gate.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Ba lost a lot of weight, and his spirit was listless.
The spurted blood turned into streams and flowed towards Su Mo. Su Mo’s whole body was covered in blood.
“What kind of magic art did you practice? Can you actually control my blood?”
Yan Ba roared angrily, his face full of horror.
Even an idiot can see his current situation. All his blood is rushing towards Su Mo. It is obvious that Su Mo used some kind of magic power to forcefully suck it out.
“Dead people are not qualified to know!”
Su Mo’s voice was indifferent, and he didn’t stop in his hands. His sword skills were faster, and the long sword turned into a phantom, and he struck out repeatedly.
Yan Ba, who was seriously injured and depressed, could no longer resist.
Chi Chi Chi!