Warrior's Promise

Chapter 1179 - A Spear Marked History

Chapter 1179 A Spear Marked History

Su Mo’s final hit took Wu Xian by surprise. His power came across as life-threatening to her.

It seemed as if she would be torn apart by this attack.

The final hit came as quickly as a bolt of lightning so that Wu Xian was doomed no matter how fast she was.

“Silver Moon Palm!” Wu Xian gritted her teeth as she pushed out two palm prints that were each as big as a silver moon to meet the attack.

The two silver-moon palms were formidable forces as if a real silver moon shone bright in the sky.

The Su Mo’s sword Qi struck the two silver-moon palms.

Chh!

The three-colored sword Qi cut the two silver-moon palms open.

Boom!

The silver-moon palms exploded and blasted air into the sky.

The sword Qi abated but remained strong, approaching Wu Xian quickly.

The sword Qi and the greater star formation pounded hard against Wu Xian’s Body-protection Dark Force in torrents.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ah...!

A train of blasts was accompanied by painful screams as blood splashed high up like bloody red sparklers.

However, since Wu Xian was within the Sun Realm, her blood was burned into nothing by the scorching heat as soon as it spurted out of her body.

Wu Xian’s Body-protection Dark Force was instantly torn apart, unable to defend against Su Mo’s attacks.

Although the sword Qi had dispersed, the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords went through Wu Xian’s body as if it was a sieve.

Actually, if Su Mo had shown no mercy, the blow could have been powerful enough to kill her.

Wu Xian’s face went white and blood gushed out of her mouth as the sword Qi raged through her body and tore apart her meridians.

She wanted to flee immediately, but her attempt was foiled as the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords pierced through her body and then swiftly encircled her.

The greater star sword formation wound around Wu Xian while giving off cold air. She would be killed if she made a move.

“How could it be?” Astonishment was written in her eyes. She lost! She lost the battle to an aborigine, and so quickly at that.

Swoosh!!

Su Mo approached Wu Xian like a bolt of lightning and then hit her lower abdomen using his Qi.

His Qi strength entered Wu Xian’s body and sealed her elixir field.

The seal was known as the Nine Spirits Seal, which he had learned at the Firmament Palace. It was a simple formation.

Simple as it was, anyone weaker than him would hardly be able to deploy it in such a short period of time.

“You—!” Wu Xian was surprised to find that Su Mo did not kill her.

Swoosh!

Before she could finish her speaking, she had been grabbed by Su Mo’s hands.

At this moment, Su Mo felt secure and thought that this woman was no ordinary person. She could be his hostage if necessary.

Of course, the more such hostages, the better and safer.

“You’re dead meat!”

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar was heard from the distance.

Wu Tian was furious when he discovered that Su Mo had captured Wu Xian.

Wu Xian was the great-granddaughter of the High Priest, and it would cause great trouble if something bad happened to her.

Wu Tianyu waved his hands and an enormous hurricane battered the Immortal Bird, leaving a trace of blood on the ground.

Then, Wu Tianyu himself, with the overpowering hurricanes, rushed toward Su Mo.

Seeing this, Su Mo sneered inwardly. “Wu Tianyu’s reaction shows that this woman is not ordinary.”

Su Mo immediately put the badly-wounded Wu Xian into the Divine Map and then went to battle Wu Tianyu.

Meanwhile, the 28 Natal Spiritual Swords did not follow Su Mo but instead spread out to kill the geniuses of the Sorcerer tribe in the distance.

Now that he had taken Wu Xian, he no longer needed to defeat Wu Tianyu. His Natal Spiritual Swords alone could kill all the geniuses as long as he could hold off Wu Tianyu.

Su Mo glistened with golden light all over his body as if he was the golden-armored Ares aggressively walking out of the Sun.

“Grand Firmament Swordplay—Firmament of All Creatures!”

Su Mo swung his sword out at Wu Tianyu without hesitation.

The three-colored sword Qi rushed through the air with a mighty force that absorbed the essence of fleshy body, mountains, grasslands, forests, rivers and everything in the world.

All Creatures in one Firmament, and a Firmament of All Creatures!

It was notoriously known as Su Mo’s peak sword—it was like a volcano erupting when it ran wild with its killing force.

“You must die today!” Wu Tianyu’s voice sent shivers down the spine. When Su Mo showed his peak sword, Wu Tianyu stripped off his overpowering hurricanes.

Only the lofty hurricane of martial souls kept spinning behind him.

Holding a long spear in hand, Wu Tianyu breathed like a monster, and his stature became as tall as a monster as his eyes glared proudly.

“One Spear Mark History!”

Wu Tianyu took action and a long spear flew out of his hands.

In the blink of an eye, a spear shadow shot to the sky and rushed out to meet Su Mo’s sword Qi.

The spear shadow was 3,000 meters long, spinning as if it was made up of thousands of whirling wind blades.

The might of the spear was full of killing aura as if it could turn the ocean upside down.

“Boom!”

“Rumble!”

The sword Qi and the spear shadow collided against each other causing earth-shaking explosions as if one star had crashed into another.

Su Mo’s overwhelming sword Qi exploded into a shower of swords that poured down in torrents.

The power of the huge spear shadow remained and rushed over to Su Mo over thousands of miles even after breaking up the sword Qi.

“What?” Su Mo was startled. At this critical juncture, he immediately defended himself by putting his sword before him.

Boom!

The spear shadow hit the Billion Demonic Sword, producing an enormous force like a deluge of water.

Oh!

Su Mo made a muffled sound as he was heavily hurt. His body was flung 3,000 miles away, flying as quickly as a meteor.

“How could he be so strong?” Su Mo was shocked. Wu Tianyu’s cultivation was at the level of Emperor-to-be; how could he be so formidable?

Su Mo moved to meet him again without hesitation.

While his Natal Spiritual Swords began to kill geniuses of the Sorcerer tribe, he had to keep Wu Tianyu’s hands busy.

Wu Tianyu face turned nasty—he was much more startled than Su Mo.

“It’s impossible.” Wu Tianyu exclaimed in his mind. Su Mo’s cultivation was just the peak of the Eighth Martial Royal Realm. Why was there no obvious gap in power between them?

It was impossible.