My Cultivation is Soul Devouring
the power of sword intent

Yumian Langjun attacked casually, then continued to grab Yang Zhixuan.

According to him, one punch was enough to kill Su Mo.

He did not take Su Mo seriously at all. Wasn't it a joke that he wanted to kill Su Mo?

Even genius disciples of the four great sects could not fight in two realms, let alone kill people in two realms!

"be careful!"

Yang Zhixuan gasped as she saw the sharp blade of zhenqi slashing towards Su Mo.

Su Mo's sudden arrival was his hope to escape, he didn't want to see Su Mo get killed instantly.

"Don't worry! With me here, you'll be fine!"

Su Mo gave Yang Zhixuan a reassuring smile.

Immediately, his gaze suddenly became sharp, and he swung his sword, and the sword energy ten times stronger than before cut through the air.

The sword qi was as fast as thunder, and it instantly pierced through the sharp blade of zhenqi, nonstop, and slashed at Yumian Langjun's left arm like lightning.

Poohs!

Yumian Langjun's left arm, like tofu, gasped at the sound and rolled onto the ground.

Red blood spurted out from his severed arm like a fountain.

uh!

Yumian Langjun screamed and retreated violently.

"How is it possible? You hid your cultivation?"

His arm was cut off, and the severe pain made Yumian Langjun's face change, ferocious and frightening.

He thought that Su Mo must have deliberately hidden his cultivation, otherwise, it would be impossible to break his attack with a single sword and cut off his arm.

Yang Zhixuan was also astonished, she did not expect that the white-robed boy that appeared suddenly was so strong that he seriously injured Mr. Yumian with a single strike.

Immediately, he was overjoyed and heaved a sigh of relief.

Panasonic's heartstrings tensed up, and Yang Zhixuan could not hold on any longer, and fell limp to the ground.

Su Mo did not look at Yang Zhixuan who was lying limp on the ground, even though Yumian Langjun had broken his arm, he still should not be underestimated.

He will not make the same mistake as Mr. Yumian.

If the other party didn't hate him, he wouldn't have cut off his arm with a sword.

"Today, you will die!"

Su Mo shouted coldly, and rushed out The long jeweled sword in his hand turned into a shadow, and he slashed thirteen times in a row.

"The Wind Demon Sword Gang!"

The Fengmo Sword Gang was the fourth form of the Fengmo Sword Arts, where thirteen sharp sword energies were combined into one to form a large sword gang, which was extremely powerful.

"death court!"

Yumian Langjun was furious, and his momentum surged crazily, instead of retreating, he instead advanced, the folding fan in his hand shone brightly, sharper than a long blade, and faced Su Mo's sword.

"Tian Y destroyed the air!"

Even though Yumian Langjun was injured, at this moment, the aura exuding from his body was twice as strong as when he was fighting Yang Zhixuan before.

Clearly, the opponent had not used all of his strength before.

the explosion!

Tian Y Mie Sha Zhan easily killed Su Mo's sword gang.

Yumian Langjun jumped up, the folding fan danced into a wind wheel, and the true energy sharp blade cut vertically and horizontally, strangling wildly.

Swish Desir Desir!

Su Mo's movements were extremely flexible, with shadows, he went back and forth between the slits of the sharp blades, and sword light lit up from time to time, attacking the jade-faced man.

Yumian Langjun was worthy of being a Lv3 Martial Realm Spiritual warrior. He was peerless, no matter how Su Mo attacked, he would fight one by one and defuse it.

"Wind howling in the nine heavens!"

There were strong gales all around, and incomparably strong sword energies merged with the wind, and strong gales and sword energies resounded, the sword force was extremely overbearing, and its speed increased by several times.

A strong wind destroyed all of Mr. Yumian's attacks.

The sword energy in the wind was so fast that it could not cover one's ears. Cut to Yumian Langjun

Ever since Su Mo's kamikaze swordsmanship reached its peak, his strength had increased dramatically, which was far from before.

Yumian Langjun's face had paled, which was a symptom of excessive bleeding, but his momentum had not diminished at all, and each punch was stronger than the others.

"The Intersection of Heaven and Earth!"

Yumian Langjun waved his folding fan, and a two-meter-long true energy blade pierced through the air, splitting the endless wind into two.

Whooshing sound!

Su Mo stepped on the shadow step and dodged the opponent's zhenqi sword.

"Son, today, I'm going to kill you!"

Yumian Langjun gritted his teeth and lost a lot of blood, which made him feel weak for a while, he had to kill Su Mo as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, the longer time passed, the worse it was for him.

"Master Yumian, your strength is indeed strong, much stronger than ordinary third level martial artists of the Spiritual Martial Realm."

Su Mo said nonchalantly, "However, you still have to die. Animals are not qualified to live!"

"Hehe, arrogant brat, you will pay the price with blood for your arrogance."

Yumian Langjun laughed angrily, shouted loudly, and launched an insane attack at Su Mo.

"Tian Y killed and slashed!"

Yumian Langjun's attack was extremely powerful, and the endless sharp blades of true energy formed a huge blue wheel, whistling vertically and horizontally, and its strength was astounding.

Su Mo's expression was slightly dignified, Master Yumian's strength exceeded his imagination, and he was probably much stronger than Shen Qing.

If he did not use his sword intent, it would be difficult for him to defeat an opponent in a short period of time.

Su Mo looked forward to the power of sword intent.

The next moment, sword shadows flickered in Su Mo's eyes, and invisible sword energy surged from his body, his clothes moved without wind, and endless sharpness filled the air.

"Kamikaze Knowledge!"

A sharp aura merged into a sword technique, and a shocking sword aura burst forth.

This sword energy was three meters long, like a shocking blade of wind, moving through the void, cutting through everything.

"What?"

As soon as the sky-shattering sword energy was struck, Mr. Yumian suddenly felt an extremely terrifying sword force, and the air around his body seemed to be drawn, turning into a fine blade of wind, cut off his skin with a burst of pain.

The chi!

The wind blade that shocked the sky was unstoppable, and it instantly shattered the gigantic wheel of true energy, and the rest of its strength fell on Yumian Langjun.

Yumian Langjun was frightened, with pure energy surging on the surface of his body, he hurriedly propped up his protective body.

The protective zhenqi faced a shocking blade of wind, but it was still unstoppable, only enduring the blink of an eye before breaking.

The remaining sword force slashed fiercely on Yumian Langjun's chest.

uh!

Yumian Langjun screamed, and was thrown into the air in an instant, hitting the courtyard wall not far from there.

The walls of the courtyard collapsed, gravel flew, and smoke and dust filled the sky.

In the tower in the distance, Huang Houde and the others were stunned, watching all this in disbelief.

Before Su Mo took any rash action, they were anxious and unhappy at the same time.

Upset that Su Mo was too impulsive.

But now, Su Mo defeated Lord Yumian with his own strength, which made them both happy and surprised.

Yang Zhixuan was lying on the ground not far from there, her eyes shining with splendor.

"Is this ... sword intent?"

Yang Zhixuan muttered to herself, then shook her head in confusion: "Maybe not!"

As the daughter of the Tianyuanzong elder, Yang Zhixuan naturally knew sword intent.

Sword intent was a kind of martial art, an illusionary existence, and only those in the true spirit realm could hope to understand it.

As for the martial artists in the Spirit Martial Realm comprehending sword intent, it had never happened in the history of Tianyue Kingdom.

Let alone a warrior in the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Yang Zhixuan did not think it was sword intent, perhaps it was some kind of special secret method to increase strength!

In the arena, Su Mo's expression was indifferent, but his heart was full of excitement.

Only one sword attack seriously injured Master Yumian.

The sword intent was indeed powerful, more than doubling its strength.

Walking up to the collapsed courtyard wall, Su Mo stared at the ruins in front of him, where the Jade Face Lord was buried.

"out! I know you're not dead!"

Su Mo glanced at the ruins and said coldly.