Gongsun Changjue had made his move. He knew very well that as long as he defeated Su Mo, he would have a ninety percent chance of obtaining the token.
This palm strike was as swift as lightning. The instant it appeared, it was already upon Su Mo.
If it landed, it would not defeat Su Mo, but it would cause him to lose the initiative in entering the Tenth City.
However, how could Su Mo possibly have been unprepared? Just as the palm force was about to strike him, he swung a palm backward and fiercely blasted it out.
Boom!
With an explosive bang, the forces collided. How could Gongsun Changjue be Su Mo's match? He was immediately sent flying by the palm strike, retreating several thousand zhang.
Aah! Aah! Aah!
At that moment, several screams rang out in succession. The other dozen or so people had begun attacking one another as well, and several were immediately severely injured.
Su Mo did not continue flying toward the Tenth City. Instead, he stopped and immediately released his Devouring Primordial Spirit.
Powerful Devouring Power instantly poured forth, enveloping everyone within it.
Then, he instantly drew his sword. Streams of Sword Qi whistled through the sky, raining down upon the crowd in a fierce assault.
As long as he defeated everyone, the token would be his beyond doubt.
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Under Su Mo's attack, how could the dozen or so people still fighting withstand it? They were all slashed until they vomited blood and flew backward, each suffering severe injuries.
However, Gongsun Changjue was exceptionally remarkable. Even beneath the shroud of Devouring Power, he still charged toward the Tenth City at tremendous speed.
His figure flashed, as though teleporting through thin air. Each flash carried him a thousand zhang as he sped