Su Mo engaged in Sword Flight, pursuing the fleeing crowd of Witch Tribe geniuses at high speed.
With his current cultivation, his speed at Sword Flight was far faster than the group of Witch Tribe geniuses.
"Die!"
Su Mo shouted sternly, lashing out with a single sword stroke. The massive tri-colored Sword Qi slashed through the void, crossing a thousand miles in an instant to strike right into the front of the crowd.
Ah, ah, ah!
Cries of agony rang out once more as four Witch Tribe geniuses were instantly slain by the single sword strike, their bodies torn to pieces and blood splashing across the vast sky.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Sword lights flickered and scattered. The attack speed of the twenty-eight Destined Spirit Swords was completely no slower than Su Mo's own strikes.
With a single coordinated volley, over twenty more people were slaughtered.
Completely controlled by Su Mo, the twenty-eight Destined Spirit Swords were simply like tigers entering a flock of sheep, continually weaving through, charging back and forth, and slaughtering the Witch Tribe geniuses one by one.
Faced with the spirit swords' attacks, these ordinary Witch Tribe geniuses possessed no power to resist at all.
"No!"
"How can he be so powerful?!"
"Quick, separate! Flee in different directions!"
Everyone cried out frantically, their roars shaking the heavens. Their courage completely broken, they immediately scattered and fled in all directions, their speed terrifyingly fast.
In truth, given the strength of so many Witch Tribe geniuses, had they united and launched a joint attack, they could have been entirely without fear of Su Mo.
Yet at this moment, they had already been frightened to the bone, with everyone wanting only to preserve their lives; how could they possibly dare to linger?
Even Wu Tianyu felt a great