Whoosh!
When they saw the burly young man coughing up blood, everyone watching was struck dumb with shock, and a slight commotion rippled through the crowd.
"My heavens, he was actually injured!"
"What exactly happened?"
"How did Yi Kun get hurt?"
"I don't know, but I seemed to sense intense Spiritual Power fluctuations just now. Yi Kun may have suffered a spiritual injury!"
Everyone stared at the scene in horror, their hearts trembling.
If Su Mo had possessed great combat strength and defeated Yi Kun, no one would have been surprised. After all, Emperor Xuan Palace had countless geniuses capable of fighting above their level. It was nothing unusual.
But Su Mo had not even made a move. He had merely looked at Yi Kun, and Yi Kun was injured. This left everyone unable to suppress their shock.
No one feared strength displayed openly, but such an eerie method that no one could fathom sent chills down everyone's spine.
Shangguan Yun stared blankly at the scene, his face full of disbelief.
He had never expected this Mo Su to possess such a bizarre method!
Ah!
At that moment, the burly young man Yi Kun, after spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, let out a miserable scream. His figure immediately shot backward, rapidly opening the distance between himself and Su Mo.
"How is this possible? You actually know such a powerful illusion technique?" Yi Kun's face was pale, and horror filled his expression as he roared in terror.
Just now, as he launched his punch, Su Mo had somehow dragged him into an illusion. Within it, he had been besieged by dozens of experts and had nearly lost his life.
"I'll spare your life. Get lost!"
Su Mo's face was expressionless as he shouted coldly. After speaking, he cast Shangguan Yun