Whoosh!
Su Mo flew on his sword, driving his Destined Spirit Sword to its limit, his speed reaching the utmost extreme.
Yan Tai and the other four pursued Su Mo relentlessly. Though the five of them were no faster than Su Mo, neither were they any slower. Their speeds were evenly matched.
"This time, the losses were heavy!" Su Mo sighed as he flew.
The Emperor-grade weapon used by the Demonic Shadow Clone had also fallen into Yan Tai's hands after the clone's destruction.
Still, it did not matter. Once he destroyed the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect in the future, he could simply take it back.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a piercing whistle tore through the air. An incomparably sharp blade radiance shattered the void and slashed horizontally toward Su Mo like lightning from tens of thousands of miles away.
The Yan Luo Hall Master had made his move!
This slash carried blade intent that soared into the heavens and contained astonishing profound power. That power was cold, icy, and merciless, greatly enhancing the slash's might.
Swish!
Su Mo did not receive the attack head-on. With a flash of the Destined Spirit Sword beneath his feet, he barely dodged it.
"You cannot escape!" Yan Tai roared. His massive hand struck out repeatedly, sending enormous palm prints, each like a mountain, crashing toward Su Mo and blotting out the sky.
The three Hall Masters attacked alongside Yan Tai. Claw radiance and fist radiance tore through the endless void, bombarding Su Mo from afar.
However, although their attacks were powerful, Su Mo was too far away. Striking him was already difficult, let alone defeating him.
"Break!"
Without even turning around, Su Mo repeatedly flickered the Emperor Sword in his hand, slashing streams of Sword Qi behind him. Countless Sword Qi streams formed