Warrior's Promise

Chapter 117: Not a Single One Left

Chapter 117: Not a Single One Left

Translator: Transn Editor: Transn

Su Mo’s body accelerated tremendously.

He flew towards the 10 remaining disciples like lightning.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

As the sword radiance scattered, multiple wisps of sword Qi were expelled from Su Mo’s hand, and one after another, bolted towards them.

Fast as lightning, the wisps of sword Qi came close to the remaining Ulti-mystery Sect disciples in an instant.

“Let’s kill him together!” The rugged Ulti-mystery Sect disciple shouted.

“Kill!”

The few other Ulti-mystery Sect disciples gritted their teeth, used their full combat strength and joined hands together to fend off Sumo’s attack.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The attacks clashed one after another, causing continuous sounds of explosions.

With 10 people joining hands together, their strength was considerably strong, enough to block Su Mo’s attack.

“Merely struggling on the verge of death!” Su Mo said in a cold tone.

The sword radiance flashed right away as he dealt three strikes.

“Sword Essence of Wind Devil!”

“Cross Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!”

“Amazing Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!”

Three sword techniques, one stronger than the other, strong and overbearing.

Boom! Boom! Whoosh…

The first two strikes were destroyed by the 10 disciples’ united strength, the last one tore through the attacks of a few disciples and slashed towards them.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

As fresh blood splashed, seven disciples died instantly, after letting out shrilling cries.

Swish!

Only three Ulti-mystery Sect disciples were left. Su Mo stepped out and dashed towards them.

“Junior brothers, let us kill him together!”

The rugged Ulti-mystery Sect disciple shouted, with his eyes beaming.

This man is indeed quite strong, not dying despite the wounds.

“Give it all!”

“Kill!”

The other two Ulti-mystery Sect disciples gritted their teeth violently, with a crazy expression, they charged towards Su Mo instead of retreating.

Whoosh!

However, the rugged disciple had no intention to fight.

While the other two were stopping Su Mo, he turned around, exerted his body movement to the maximum and escaped rapidly towards the army of Ironforest Country.

Eh?

Su Mo frowned, he did not know that the rugged guy was so cunning.

He asked his fellow sect disciples to stop Su Mo, but he took the chance to escape.

“Xu Meng… you bastard!”

Witnessing his escape, the other two Ulti-mystery Sect disciples were angered instantly and yelled at him.

The two of them were already terrified and merely struggling. After seeing the rugged disciple had escaped, they became further devoid of fighting desire.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the next instant, the two Ulti-mystery Sect disciples turned around decisively, left Su Mo and escaped hastily.

“You think you can escape?”

There was no way Su Mo would let them escape. He swang his sword, and the sword Qi traveled through the air to take their lives.

“Ah! Ah!”

The two had just turned around and taken a few steps before they were killed.

Whoosh!

Right away, Su Mo turned and chased towards the rugged disciple without hesitation.

The rugged disciple was extremely swift and in just a few breaths, he was several hundred meters away.

He was fast, but Su Mo was faster. Using his Shadow Steps to the maximum, multiple residual shadows strung together.

In less than a few breaths, Su Mo was only a few hundred meters away from him.

“Piercing Wind Devil!”

Su Mo’s sword pierced forward with force, and a sharp sword ray burst out from the tip of the sword like an arrow piercing into the air.

The sword ray burst forward, flying through the hollow air, and pierced into the rugged disciple’s back.

“NO!”

The rugged disciple refused to admit the defeat and yelled. His body flew forward several dozen meters before hitting the ground with a bang.

Su Mo let out a long sigh of relief after killing the rugged disciple.

All over 30 Ulti-mystery Sect disciples were dead.

The whole event took place quickly, in just a few dozen breaths.

Looking at the corpses, and the ground flowing with blood, Su Mo sighed secretly.

So much blood essence had been wasted.

Under countless eyes, he could not devour freely.

Su Mo let out another sigh, and raised his head to look at the two troops.

The two armies were dead silent. It was so quiet that even if a pin had dropped, the sound could be heard.

Everyone was stunned, yet to recover from shock.

Over 30 disciples of the same level died in just dozens of breaths!

Not a single one left!

How could it be?

Everyone was shocked again!

As time passed, a thunderous yell swept across the whole battlefield.

“Bastard! Die!”

At the camp of Ironforest Country, General Mo Tie’s face was livid, his eyes beaming with extraordinary killing intent, and he suddenly dashed towards Su Mo.

An immense pressure was rising from Mo Tie.

Boom!

From a kilometer away, Mo Tie’s palm struck towards Su Mo.

Instantaneously, a huge genuine Qi palm of several meters burst out.

Boom! Boom!

The genuine Qi palm was fierce and fast, creating strong wind as it moved.

Almost immediately, the genuine Qi Plam was closing in on Su Mo.

At that moment, Su Mo froze and his hair stood on end.

He felt weak and thought that he was about to die.

Even though Mo Tie was not in the True Spiritual Realm, he was a martial artist of the Peak Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm.

In the history of Skymoon Country, even the most talented martial artist of Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm martial artist could not possibly block the strike from a martial artist of Lv 9 Spiritual Martial Realm.

The difference of six realms was a gap that cannot be covered!

At this moment, facing the crisis of death, Su Mo’s eyes turned crimson, his expression turned crazy.

Wainting for death?

“How can it be?”

“Kill!”

Su Mo shouted. He would put his life on the line against it.

Right at this moment, a gigantic saber Qi, dozen meters long, came from the front of the Skymoon army and struck through the air with immense force.

“Mo Tie, how dare you!” Yuan Zhan shouted angrily.

It was Yuan Zhan who struck.

He was already alert and ready.

He was prepared to help Su Mo, in case Su Mo could not win against the group of over 30 Ulti-mystery Sect disciples.

He had not expected Su Mo to be invincible and to kill all of his opponents.

Even he was shocked beyond measure.

Luckily he was prepared, or he would not be on time to help Su Mo against Mo Tie’s palm strike.

Boom!

The saber Qi cut the genuine Qi palm, and exploded abruptly.

Strong shockwaves were sent across all directions.

Uh!

Su Mo moaned as he was hit by the shockwave and he retreated rapidly.

With attacks from this level, even the shockwaves were extremely threatening to him.

“Yuan Zhan, you can’t stop me! This kid must die!” Mo Tie said angrily, as his palm force was blocked by Yuan Zhan.

He attacked again, genuine Qi palms struck one after another.

“Hmph! How arrogant!” Yuan Zhan said.

His saber struck continuously and terrifying saber Qi swept around.

Yuan Zhan was incredibly powerful, not losing out to Mo Tie at all.

All of Mo Tie’s attacks were shattered by Yuan Zhan.

Su Mo retreated rapidly and moved far away from the fighting range of the two.

The two exchanged blows continuously. The palm force was powerful and so was the saber Qi.

For a moment, the two were on par and there was no clear winner.

The armies of both countries were filled with killing desire as they watched the fight closely.

However, both armies were well trained and disciplined. Without their General’s orders, they would not attack rashly.