Peerless God Lord

Su Mo suddenly rose up and slashed at Wu Kui with a sharp sword light. The sword light appeared without warning, as fast as the wind in the sky, and appeared in front of Wu Kui in the blink of an eye.

"Wind Blade!"

Su Mo's attacks were extremely swift and he had to kill one person like a thunderbolt.

With so many of them joining forces, although it is not enough to threaten Su Mo, it will eventually cause some trouble for him.

As long as he kills a master in the spiritual realm, he will be able to shock everyone.

Ukui was the most seriously injured among these people.

Moreover, Wu Kui was the most murderous person towards Su Mo. He would skin him and convulse him whenever he spoke.

Therefore, Su Mo chose to attack Wu Kui without hesitation.

Poof!

A big head was thrown high, and immediately, a blood arrow shot into the sky.

Wu Kui's skull rolled to the ground, his eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't even know how he died.

"What?"

The scarlet blood splashed on everyone's faces. Everyone was stunned, and then they retreated and quickly distanced themselves from Su Mo.

No one expected that Su Mo would suddenly commit murder.

"Su Mo, you actually killed Wu Kui?"

Yan Qi was horrified and looked at Su Mo in disbelief.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Su Mo seemed to be very powerful.

Whoosh!

Su Mo flashed forward and blocked the way for everyone to leave.

"In ten breaths, hand over all your storage bags, otherwise, you will end up like him."

Su Mo glanced at everyone coldly and said indifferently.

"Why? Why should we give our storage bag to you?"

A disciple of the Spiritual Martial Realm roared wildly with a ferocious expression on his face.

Chi!

What answered him was a whistling sword energy. Immediately, the disciple's head flew up, following in Wu Kui's footsteps. "

Although this man was a warrior in the Spiritual Martial Realm, he was also seriously injured and could not block Su Mo's sword.

"There's no reason? You want to kill me, and I just robbed your storage bag. I'm already very kind to you."

Su Mo glanced at the other seven people, and the cold voice spoke again: "Three breaths have passed, and there are still seven breaths left."

"you……"

Everyone was furious, and their eyes flickered.

Su Mo killed two people instantly, which shocked them greatly and put great pressure on their hearts.

Su Mo killed two people with two swords. He was incredibly strong. Is this still a half-step spiritual martial artist?

Although Su Mo had some elements of a sneak attack in killing Wu Kui, if you don't have enough strength, no matter how you attack, it won't be successful.

"Yan Qi, if we attack together, can we escape?"

Feng Zilan moved her lips slightly, transmitting Qi to Yan Qi.

Warriors in the Spiritual Martial Realm already have the ability to transmit sounds within a hundred steps.

"It's difficult. The second son doesn't know what adventures he has. He is too strong. Even if we are not injured, we probably won't be his opponents."

Yan Qi said in a message.

"What should I do? Do I really have to hand over the storage bag to him? I'm not willing to do it!"

Feng Zilan's pretty face was pale, and her eyes were filled with unwillingness, and she said, "Does he really dare to kill all of us?"

"Hey! Even if this guy is a lunatic, who knows if he can do it!"

Yan Qi sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's give him the storage bag!"

"This..." Feng Zilan hesitated.

"Don't worry, this is just a temporary escape plan. As long as we return to Fengling Island, we will have many ways to deal with him in the future."

Yan Qi's voice was cold as he continued: "My eldest brother is an inner disciple and a member of the Heavenly Alliance. It will be easy to deal with him. When the time comes, I will make him pay back a hundred or a thousand times."

Hearing this, Feng Zilan secretly sighed: "Okay!"

Everyone in the field was silent, Su Mo smiled coldly and said, "Ten breaths have passed. It seems that you are stubborn. In this case, don't blame me!"

After saying this, Su Mo's aura surged, and the sword in his hand erupted with dazzling light.

"stop!"

Yan Qi shouted, gritted his teeth and said: "I'll hand it over, I'm willing to hand over the storage bag to you."

After saying that, Yan Qi reluctantly threw his storage bag to Su Mo.

Immediately, Feng Zilan also took out her storage bag.

Others, seeing the two geniuses handing over their storage bags, had no choice but to hand over their storage bags unwillingly.

"Ha ha!"

Su Mo was overjoyed when he got everyone's storage bags.

In fact, if these people were unwilling to hand over their storage bags, he would not dare to kill them all.

These people are basically the pinnacle figures among the new disciples. They are extremely talented and are valued by the sect. In particular, several people with eighth-level human-level martial arts spirits have received the focus of the sect.

He has already killed Wu Kui. If he kills Yan Qi, Feng Zilan and others again, it is inevitable that the sect will not be angry, and he will definitely be severely punished by then.

The so-called trial cannot help but kill, I'm afraid it's just a relative term. If all the geniuses among the new disciples are killed, who can not be angry.

After getting everyone's storage bags, Su Mo immediately took out the storage bags of the dead Wu Kui and others, laughed again, and left.

Yan Qi and others stood there, all with pale faces and silent.

…

In a small cave, Su Mo sat cross-legged on the ground.

Looking at the spoils of the past two days in front of him, Su Mo had a smile on his face.

In front of him, there was a row of storage bags neatly placed.

There are no less than twenty storage bags in total. He has killed many people in the past two days and all the storage bags he robbed are here.

Su Mo picked up a storage bag and opened it. When he saw the items inside, Su Mo's eyes lit up.

In this storage bag, there are thirty-two demon cores of level seven or above. In addition, there are eighteen thousand taels of gold and two martial arts secret books.

"hehe!"

Su Mo smiled slightly, took out a storage bag again and opened it, his eyes filled with anticipation.

This storage bag belongs to Wu Kui, so it must be of great value.

Wow!

As the storage bag opened, a pile of items dumped out.

Su Mo suddenly focused his eyes and saw that in this pile of items, there were nearly 200 demon cores, more than 80,000 taels of gold tickets, five martial arts secret books, seven elixirs, and twenty low-grade spiritual stones.

Of these seven elixirs, five are first-grade, top-grade elixirs, and the remaining two are surprisingly second-grade, low-grade elixirs.

"Ha ha!"

Su Mo was overjoyed, this was a huge fortune! He didn't expect that Wu Kui was so rich and even had twenty spiritual stones.

Immediately, Su Mo couldn't wait and opened all the other storage bags to check. All the wealth added up made him gasp.

In the more than twenty storage bags, there are a total of 1,130 demon cores, 450,000 taels of gold tickets, 42 martial arts secret books, 16 weapons, and 43 spiritual herbs and elixirs. .

The people Su Mo robbed were all outstanding among the new disciples. None of them were weak. Everyone was rich.

Especially for Yan Qi, Feng Zilan and other Lingwu Realm disciples, the value of the items in each of their storage bags is no less than that of Wu Kui.

"There are actually soul crystals?"

Su Mo found five soul crystals among these items and felt that the soul power fluctuations in them were all soul crystals of second-level and first-level beast souls.

Soul crystals are not very useful to ordinary warriors, and few people buy them.

As far as Su Mo knew, generally only alchemists and weapon refiners would buy soul crystals in large quantities.

Seeing the Soul Crystal, Su Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In this trial, his gains were not small. The only regret was that he had devoured so many beast souls and martial souls, but he had not yet advanced to the next level after devouring martial souls.

This made him feel anxious again. If he couldn't advance after swallowing the martial soul, it would be a huge blow to his future martial arts path.

His current martial soul level, let alone the entire Fengling Island, even among the outer sects, can only be regarded as average.

Su Mo sighed again, shook his head, then crushed five soul crystals, released the martial soul, and swallowed the five beast souls.

Buzz!

At this moment, the Swallowing Martial Spirit, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly started to tremble. ***3***6***9***

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