The invincible Sword Qi tore apart the giant claw of Dragon power before crashing heavily into Long Ao.
His protective Dragon power was shattered, his golden Dragon Scales were split open, and a piercing scream rang out as a streak of golden blood sprayed across the sky.
Long Ao was sent flying once more, hurtling backward even faster than the previous two times.
Three times!
Three times in a row, the result had been the same.
Each time, he had been left in a more miserable state. Long Ao's plight could not help but stir a trace of sympathy in everyone's hearts.
The True Dragon Son of the Dragon Clan had actually been defeated by a single sword three times in succession. What a tragedy that was.
Yet what shocked everyone even more was Su Mo's combat strength. With a cultivation of only the seventh level of the Martial Venerable realm, he possessed the strength to slaughter Saints. It was truly terrifying.
Su Mo flew out of White Jade Mountain. Hearing Long Ao's screams, he frowned slightly. He had indeed struck somewhat heavily, but he had already held back and had not used his full strength. Given the other man's strength, he should not have suffered any serious injuries.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Su Mo landed on the viewing stand under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Everyone's gaze was focused upon him, as though he were the center of heaven and earth.
Across the thousands of galaxies in the Heavenly Desolate Star Domain, fewer than thirty people with seventh-level Martial Venerable realm cultivation and Saint-slaying strength had appeared over the past century.
And now, one more had to be added to that number.
The Yin God Clan Leader remained silent, his expression as calm as ancient