After killing Xiong Yue, Su Mo abruptly turned his head and looked at the remaining Wind Ling Island disciples.
"You want to kill me too, don't you?"
Su Mo's sharp gaze swept over the thirty-odd remaining disciples, his tone incomparably cold.
"We...!"
The faces of the thirty-odd Wind Ling Island disciples changed drastically, and for a moment, they did not know how to answer.
They had never imagined, even in their wildest dreams, that Su Mo's strength would be so heaven-defying. Even someone as powerful as Xiong Yue had not been able to withstand three moves from Su Mo.
"Hmph!"
Looking at the silent crowd, Su Mo snorted coldly. "Earlier, every one of you harbored killing intent toward me. I, Su Mo, have never shown mercy to enemies, even if they are only potential enemies!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo's aura soared into the heavens, and the seven Spirit Vortexes within him began to revolve once more.
The expressions of the Wind Ling Island disciples changed again. Su Mo did not intend to spare them!
"Junior brothers, Su Mo has become addicted to slaughter. Let us join forces and kill him!"
At that moment, a Wind Ling Island disciple at the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Level suddenly shouted, "Though he is strong, there are so many of us. Are we supposed to fear him?"
His words immediately stirred the killing intent in most of their hearts, temporarily suppressing their fear.
"That's right! There are over thirty of us. Are we afraid of a mere Spirit Martial Realm Eighth Layer martial artist?"
"Yes! Let's attack together!"
"Kill!"
At once, more than twenty people roared and attacked Su Mo together.
Another five or six people hesitated for a while, their expressions changing repeatedly. In the end, they did not