The sword light was so sharp that it shattered the claws in an instant, and collided with Weng Zhen’s pitch-black claws.
There was no explosion of strength, nor explosion of strength, the sword light directly pierced through the true essence condensed on Weng Zhen’s claws, pierced Weng Zhen’s palm to the bottom, and directly inserted into Weng Zhen’s arm.
The lingering sword energy wrapped in the long sword strangled the meridians and flesh and blood on Weng Zhen’s arm into a pulp in just an instant.
what!
Weng Zhen let out a scream, and retreated rapidly.
“What? Weng Zhen was injured!”
“How is this possible?”
“…”
In the entire Martial Arts Arena, everyone was terrified, and there was a huge wave in their hearts.
Weng Zhen, whose cultivation was as high as the second level of the True Spirit Realm, was wounded by Su Mo’s sword, which was beyond everyone’s imagination!
They had never heard of a warrior at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm injuring a warrior at the second level of the True Spiritual Realm with a single sword.
In fact, with Weng Zhen’s strength, no matter how bad he was, he wouldn’t be defeated in one move. It’s only because he underestimated Su Mo too much!
Of course, if any second-tier True Spirit Realm expert attacked a Spirit Martial Realm fighter, even if the combat power of this Spirit Martial Realm fighter was comparable to that of the first-tier True Spirit Realm, he would not pay too much attention to it.
“It’s so powerful? A third-level middle-grade sword!”
Weng, who retreated violently, exclaimed in shock, and instantly recognized the grade of the sword in Su Mo’s hand.
Even warriors of the same level couldn’t easily break through the thick real energy condensed on his claws, and Su Mo was not only powerful, but he was using a mid-level third-level sword!
“Die!”
Su Mo shouted coldly, without any hesitation, he moved forward, and the sword light flashed, hitting Weng Zhen directly.
At this moment, the nine spiritual vortexes in Su Mo’s body were running rapidly, the golden light on his body was dazzling, and the sword energy was soaring all over his body. tingling.
Su Mo exploded with peak combat power and wanted to kill Weng Zhen with one blow.
Su Mo had no choice but to do this. He had already suffered serious internal injuries, and the blow just now had affected his internal injuries. If he couldn’t kill the opponent quickly, his injuries would explode, and his strength would plummet, and he would even lose the ability to protect himself. ability.
“Is it sword intent? How is this possible?”
Weng Zhen felt Su Mo’s soaring sword intent, and exclaimed again, his mind roaring endlessly.
In the stands, Tong Lian, the patriarch of the Tong family, and all the elders of the two families were shocked.
Among the children of the Tong family around, those who had some understanding of the will of martial arts also opened their mouths in shock.
Sword intent?
It turned out to be that illusory will of martial arts!
Martial Dao will is illusory, and most people can’t comprehend it in their lifetime. It is rumored that even the top geniuses can only comprehend the power of martial arts will when they are in the real spirit state.
And Su Mo, a martial artist at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, actually comprehended the will of martial arts?
Everyone felt that their minds were a little numb. Su Mo had shocked them too much today. A small shock could not shock them anymore, but the appearance of the sword intent still shocked them extremely.
Su Mo’s sword was so sharp that it was less than two meters away from Weng Zhen in a flash.
The distance of two meters, for Su Mo, is half an eye blink, and his sword can kill Weng Zhen.
However, Weng Zhen is a strong man at the second level of the True Spirit Realm, and his reaction speed is extremely fast. When he kicks his feet, his figure is lifted out of the air, and he wants to fly into the sky.
“Leave it!”
Su Mo gave a cold shout, and the Devouring Martial Soul in his body instantly activated, and an invisible force of devouring immediately enveloped Weng Zhen in it.
“How is this going?”
Weng Zhen suddenly yelled in horror, he only felt the qi fluttering all over his body, and the blood suddenly rolled up, gushing out directly from the injured arm.
He sank his mind to forcefully suppress the chaotic zhenqi, but the gushing blood was like a flood that opened the gate, no matter what he couldn’t suppress it.
Weng Zhen’s figure, which was about to rise from the sky, was slightly stagnant because of the turbulence of his true energy.
After a slight delay, Su Mo’s sword was already close to his neck, and it magnified rapidly in his pupils. The cold sword light chilled him all over.