Xuan Feng threw a punch straight at Su Mo's face, moving incomparably fast.
"You're the one who'll die!" Su Mo shouted coldly, throwing out a punch as well. In an instant, it collided with Xuan Feng's fist.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Su Mo did not budge an inch, while Xuan Feng staggered back dozens of steps.
"What?" Xuan Feng was utterly shocked, his face filled with disbelief.
He could feel that Su Mo's physical strength was terrifyingly powerful, like that of a ferocious beast—far stronger than his own.
He had cultivated a Body Tempering Cultivation Method in his early years as well, but since such methods consumed too much of his time, he had abandoned it. Even so, his physical strength still surpassed that of ordinary Fifth and Sixth Layer True Gang Realm Martial Artists.
Yet now, his strength was actually inferior to that of a Fourth Layer of True Gang Realm martial artist who had lost all cultivation!
This meant that Su Mo's physical strength was far greater than even his cultivation strength!
Xuan Feng's expression turned grave. He had thought crushing Su Mo would be no harder than crushing an ant, but this little ant was anything but ordinary in its toughness!
With a flick of his wrist, a long saber appeared in Xuan Feng's hand. Its blade was bright as snow, its cold gleam chilling. This was a King's Divine Weapon.
Xuan Feng could not possibly give up the Illusory Realm Divine Diagram and Ou Lianzi's inheritance, so he had to do everything in his power to kill Su Mo.
"Let me see just how strong you are!" Murderous intent flashed explosively in Xuan Feng's eyes.
"Qingxuan, stand back!"
Su Mo called out to Hong Qingxuan. The Sky Punishing Sword appeared in his hand, while faint