Die!
Surging Waves Palm!
Xue Tianhao struck with his palm. Ripples rose through the void, and the surging palm force, like ocean waves and roaring rivers, thundered toward Su Mo to kill him.
This palm strike of Xue Tianhao's was remarkably powerful, surpassing even the attacks of a True Spirit Realm Sixth Layer Martial Artist.
Wherever the powerful palm force passed, the paving stones on the ground cracked layer by layer, shattered, and turned to dust.
A savage smile curled across Xue Tianhao's lips. Beneath this strike, Su Mo was Deathless Wusheng!
A mere True Gang Realm Third Layer Martial Artist—no matter how strong he was, how strong could he possibly be? He had dared to kill Xue Tianhao's spirit beast, destroy his carriage, and make him lose face before everyone. Only death could atone for such sins!
"It's over! This man is finished!"
"Xue Tianhao is ruthless and vicious. Those who anger him rarely live!"
"This man has brought this upon himself!"
The crowd sighed inwardly. Under this strike, Su Mo would find it difficult to survive!
Yet, facing Xue Tianhao's attack, Su Mo remained calm and expressionless, as placid as an ancient well, without the slightest trace of panic.
"Overestimating yourself!" Su Mo sneered. A black longsword suddenly appeared in his hand. With a flash of sword light, Sword Qi tore through the air, and an incomparably sharp five-colored Sword Qi shot forth in an instant.
The Sword Qi was peerlessly sharp. It effortlessly ripped apart the surging palm force and flashed toward Xue Tianhao like lightning.
"What?" Xue Tianhao's pupils contracted sharply, and his face changed drastically. He had never expected Su Mo to be so powerful that a single sword strike could break through his palm force!
With the Sword Qi about to reach him, Xue