At this moment, Wu Xian was attacking the powerhouses of the Azure Divine Palace in the distance. She waved her slender hand, and a massive palm print came crushing down, directly blasting a powerhouse of the Azure Divine Palace into a clump of bloody mist.
Instantly, that powerhouse's Martial Soul was collected by her.
"Hm?" Seeing Su Mo kill toward her once again, Wu Xian's gaze turned extremely sharp and her battle intent surged.
She did not dodge, but instead rushed straight toward Su Mo. Although Su Mo's strength was formidable, it had not reached the point where he could terrify her.
"Silver Moon Palm!" Wu Xian waved her slender hand, and a massive palm print, resembling a howling silver moon across the firmament, blasted toward Su Mo.
Within the giant palm print, a rich essence of the moon was contained. Its might was vast and mighty, pouring down from the heavens and the earth, incomparably powerful.
"Shatter!" Su Mo's speed did not decrease as he let out a soft shout. He swung the demonic sword in his hand, and ten-thousand-zhang Sword Qi slashed out violently, instantly cleaving the massive palm print to pieces.
"Truly terrifying!" Seeing this, Wu Xian furrowed her brows. Facing Su Mo head-on, she truly felt his sharpness, which was simply peerless in its edge.
Seeing Su Mo approach rapidly, a phantom rose behind Wu Xian, and she likewise utilized her own Martial Soul.
Wu Xian's Martial Soul was incomparably illusory; it was not a silver moon, but rather a wisp of green smoke.
What was even more formidable was that this Green Smoke Martial Soul was likewise a Heaven-grade Ninth-rank Martial Soul.
Swish!
The next moment, Wu Xian's figure suddenly vanished, as if she had truly transformed into a wisp of smoke, ethereal and difficult