Kill!
Kill him!
We absolutely cannot let him escape!
The four Great Hall Masters of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, along with Great Elder Yan Tai, all charged toward Su Mo.
If Su Mo did not die, they would never rest. Otherwise, with Su Mo's terrifying cultivation speed, before long, even if the sect master acted personally, he might not be able to kill him.
And when that time came, they would be the ones to die.
However, they had worried for nothing. Su Mo had no intention of fleeing at all.
After breaking out of the encirclement, Su Mo stopped, looking down coldly at Yan Tai and the other five rushing toward him.
The next moment, light flickered around Su Mo's body, and he immediately formed three Demonic Shadow Clones.
Su Mo had not used the Demonic Shadow Clones for a long time, but their effectiveness had not diminished in the slightest, because their strength depended on his own strength.
In other words, the stronger Su Mo's cultivation strength became, the stronger the Demonic Shadow Clones would become as well.
However, Su Mo had not cultivated the Demonic Shadow Clone to perfection, so they could only wield seventy percent of his true body's cultivation strength.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as the three Demonic Shadow Clones formed, Su Mo waved his arm, and three longswords appeared before him.
These three longswords were all Emperor-grade low-rank divine weapons. The instant they appeared, the three Demonic Shadow Clones seized them.
The Demonic Shadow Clones originally had no weapons. Most of the time, they condensed weapons from Xuan energy themselves, but that could not bring out their greatest strength.
Now that they had Emperor-grade Divine Weapons, their power naturally rose by an entire level.
"What? They're all Emperor-grade Divine Weapons?"
Seeing this,