《Warrior’s Promise》Warrior's Promise
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Chapter 956: Playtime Is Over
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
This hall master was at Lv 3 Martial Royal Realm and very powerful.
His palm print looked like a boiling volcano with a surging sense of death.
The void collapsed, the earth shook, and a large number of buildings in Dark Seal City collapsed.
Su Mo was ready for this.
He stopped devouring and ordered the nine Natal Spiritual Swords to form the Nine-death Sword Formation in front of him.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The sword radiance burst out as the swords struck continuously. As the sword Qi pierced through the sky, it formed a large Sword Net and moved toward the palm print.
The net had a diameter of several miles and was so huge that it completely sealed off the palm print.
In the twinkling of an eye, the palm print and the net collided with each other.
“Rumble!”
The net and the palm print both exploded and turned into a huge blast wave.
The blast wave swept around and ravaged everything.
The castle of the side hall also collapsed into ruins.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The Shady Hall experts and the spectators all withdrew madly to avoid the blast wave.
So did Su Mo and the middle-aged man.
“Extraordinary indeed!”
The burly middle-aged man looked gloomy like water. Su Mo was just like the rumors, incredible beyond words.
He was at Lv 3 Martial Royal Realm, and he did not kill Su Mo in one move. This was unbelievable.
People were all shocked. They had heard what happened in the battle of the Emperor Xuan Palace.
But rumors were just rumors after all. Now that they had witnessed Su Mo’s strength with their own eyes, they were shocked.
This cross-level combat strength was never seen or heard of before!
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“Let’s move together!”
The burly middle-aged man shouted to the other two deputies.
He was not in the mood to have a good fight with Su Mo.
“Aye, hall master!” They both attacked.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The attacks were now more powerful. Whistling fist radiance and palm print moved to Su Mo in an overwhelming manner.
The three people practiced the Shade-devil Demonic Skill, which was extraordinary.
Their attacks looked like dark clouds with an extremely dense sense of death.
The other two Lv 2 Martial Royal Realm could not hurt Su Mo at all. They were far weaker than the hall master.
There was a huge difference between each level in the Martial Royal Realm.
We could say that Su Mo could easily kill the two deputies without the hall master here.
He rapidly retreated while facing the three attacks.
A Natal Spiritual Sword appeared under his feet and he moved upward to dodge the attacks.
He then sent out the other eight Natal Spiritual Swords.
But the eight swords were not moving to the three people in front of him. They moved to those low-leveled Shady Hall martial artists.
There were nearly a hundred of them, and they were watching the fight 6,000 meters away.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The Spiritual Swords pierced through the void like lightning and shot at those people at an unparalleled speed.
“Sh*t!”
“Run!”
They turned pale with fright and escaped hurriedly upon seeing this.
They had not expected this. How could Su Mo attack them while facing the attacks from the hall master and the two deputies?
The Spiritual Swords were so fast and approached their backs in a split second.
These Martial King Realm martial artists could never get away with the Spiritual Swords.
“Slash! Slash! Slash!”
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The Shady Hall martial artists died under the Spiritual Swords one after another. Their heads were blown up, making horrible noises.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!”
The fact that they stayed together made the swords easier to kill them.
The swords could pierce through two or three bodies at a time.
Moreover, Su Mo was ruthless and aimed at the heads.
Almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Shady Hall martial artists were slaughtered and falling down.
The hall master and the deputies stared agape at this and their bodies were trembling with rage.
Now, there were only three of them left in this side hall of the Shady Hall.
They were completely pissed off. They did not care about those low-leveled disciples’ life and death. But these Martial King Realm martial artists were the pillars of this side hall.
This side hall could not run with these people.
“Su Mo, you are so dead!”
The burly middle-aged man gave a huff and rushed to Su Mo as he punched madly, sending out numerous palm prints with an overwhelming aura that ravaged countless buildings in the city.
“Haha! Playtime is over!”
Su Mo smiled wickedly and then kept dodging the attacks.
Meanwhile, he put the corpses of those experts into the Divine Map.
He then rushed out of the Dark Seal City.
Su Mo did not want to waste time on this man, who might be slightly stronger than Shangguan Hao and hard to kill.
He already got what he wanted. The divine elixirs and Spiritual Stones he looted were enough for him to upgrade now.
“Damn it! Stop!”
The burly middle-aged man and the other two deputies immediately followed.
Su Mo flew toward Xi’er and took her away.
Riding on the sword, the three people could not catch up with Su Mo at all.
After one hour, they gave up.
“Fu*k!” The burly man cursed with infinite anger.
He built the Dark Seal City side hall on his own, and now there were only three of them left. Thousands of disciples were dead miserably.
“Hall master, what should we do?” A deputy said in a solemn face.
“What else can we do? Go to the Holy Sect and let them kill that fu*ker!” The hall master snarled.
They then directly rushed to the Devil Abyss and even ignored the Dark Seal City.
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