"You are...?"
Qin'er's eyes brimmed with delight as she stared fixedly at Su Mo. But before she could finish speaking, Su Mo raised a hand to interrupt her.
Su Mo naturally understood that Qin'er might have recognized him.
"Miss Qin'er, we shall meet again if fate permits!" Su Mo said with a faint smile.
Ji Yuesong and the other two immediately narrowed their eyes. Did this person know Qin'er?
"Are you Duan Jingtian?" Qiu Meng asked in a low voice, a glint flashing through his eyes.
His heart was filled with uncertainty. This person might be Su Mo, but he could not be sure yet.
"You do not need to know!"
Su Mo turned to look at Qiu Meng, his voice icy. The moment his words fell, he attacked.
With his longsword in hand, sword might surged forth and battle intent rose without end. Incomparably sharp Sword Qi slashed directly toward Qiu Meng.
At this moment, Su Mo was certain that this man had come with ill intentions.
Even Ji Yuesong and the others had not recognized him at first glance, yet this unrelated man had guessed his identity. The other party's intentions were plain as day.
With one sword strike, the winds and clouds changed color. Terrifying sword might blanketed the heavens, while boundless battle intent boiled like a volcanic eruption.
Su Mo had not held back in the slightest with this strike, fully displaying the strength of his Grade Two cultivation.
Since they were so close, the Sword Qi reached Qiu Meng the instant it was unleashed.
"How is this possible?"
Qiu Meng's expression changed drastically. He knew that Su Mo was powerful, even stronger than Tianchen Mountain and Ji Yuesong by a fair margin.
But the strength Su Mo displayed at this moment was nothing like that.