In the face of absolute strength, everything seemed pale and powerless.
retreat!
In Bashan’s heart, there is only one thought, that is to exit the scope of the bubble and retreat outside the bubble.
Otherwise, under this sword, she would fall directly, without any possibility of surviving.
dodge?
hopeless.
Because, firstly, the space inside the bubble is limited, and secondly, the law of solidification and the law of ice limit the space inside the bubble.
Avoidance is tantamount to suicidal.
boom!
Without any hesitation, Bashan’s soul power boiled, and he tried hard to break free from the restraints, and quickly retreated.
At the moment when the sword qi was about to hit her, she finally accelerated with the impact of the sword qi, and exited the scope of the style.
Rumble!
There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the sword energy hit the bubble heavily, it collapsed and exploded immediately, and the energy was quickly absorbed by the bubble.
Bubbles are magical powers displayed by Pavilion Master Fu of the Heaven Opening Realm, and they are strong enough to withstand any attack from Su Mo.
After the blow was over, Su Mo stood inside the bubble, looking calmly at Bashan who was outside the bubble with a lingering fear.
But at this moment, the ancient soul mountain had quickly quieted down, and countless pavilions in the first soul pavilion fell silent.
The mighty Bashan couldn’t even block a move, and escaped in a panic.
This exceeded almost everyone’s expectations.
Bai Yan has been hiding his strength. With such a terrifying strength, does Xuanbei have any hope of defeating Bai Yan?
Now, all the pavilions in the First Soul Pavilion have no bottom in their hearts.
The elders of the No. 1 Soul Pavilion all had gloomy faces, but there was nothing they could do, they couldn’t be shrinking turtles!
As for the people in the other soul pavilions, all of them had complex expressions, and the eighth soul pavilion had a genius against the sky, which made them have mixed feelings.
“Bai Yan is mighty!”
“The Eighth Soul Pavilion is mighty!”
“Brother Bai Yan is invincible at the same level!”
Suddenly, a shout sounded from the foot of Ancient Soul Mountain.
Su Mo looked down and saw that the people who spoke were Ying Rong, Ji Zhe and other members of the Yan League.
A lot of people from the Eighth Soul Pavilion gathered below, and a dozen people from Yan Meng also came.
Apparently, these people heard about his exchange in the First Soul Pavilion and came to watch.
Su Mo slightly raised his hand towards Ying Rong, Ji Zhe and the others to signal them to be quiet.
After everyone quieted down, Su Mo looked at the palace where Xuanbei lived, waiting for the opponent to fight.
The other party must be watching the outside, and it is impossible not to know the battle situation.
As Su Mo’s eyes turned, countless people followed Su Mo’s gaze and cast their eyes on the gate of Xuanbei’s palace.
Xuanbei is the last face of the First Soul Pavilion.
However, under the gazes of countless people, Xuanbei’s palace was surprisingly peaceful, and Xuanbei had no intention of coming out.
“Hahaha, is Xuanbei too timid to fight?”
Other people from the Soul Pavilion sneered and didn’t come out for a long time, isn’t it just cowardice?
Before, Yan Baiyan was so arrogant that he would only be qualified to fight Xuanbei if he defeated Bashan, but now, he didn’t dare to show his face.
Slapped in the face silently!
What an irony!