Su Mo used his biggest trump card with this sword, which was to abandon the battle soul.
He devoured so many war souls, and they were countless.
He devoured several cities of the Witch Clan and obtained everyone's war souls. Of course, a large part of them were low-level martial souls, which were useless, but the number of war souls was still extremely large.
He gave up thousands of war souls in this sword and blessed him in the attack, making the power of this sword soar.
call out!
The unparalleled chaotic sword energy cut through the starry sky, and in an instant it hit the golden sword energy.
Click! Boom!
First, there was a crisp sound, then a roar shook the sky, and the golden sword energy was cut off, making a crisp sound like a broken weapon.
The powerful chaotic sword energy immediately collapsed and turned into sword rain all over the sky, sprinkling one after another.
"Um?"
Seeing this, the Holy King Jinxu suddenly had his eyes condensed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Su Mo was surprised that he was able to block his attack, but this was not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that Su Mo's attack contained various fighting soul powers, which did not escape his perception, which made him a little confused.
Because these fighting soul powers are very diverse, and they are obviously thousands of different fighting soul powers.
Immediately, the Holy King of Jinxu continued to chase Su Mo, with his powerful aura covering the sky and surrounding the sky.
Soon, the Holy King of Jinxu was only more than ten thousand miles away from Su Mo.
"See you're not dead!"
The Holy King Jinxu's eyes were cold, and a golden light flashed in his hand, and a tiger-headed golden sword appeared.
The golden sword is ten feet long and quite huge, shining with golden light, extremely dazzling.
Swish!
The Holy King of Jinxu took action again, and another heavy slash was slashed out. The sharp golden sword energy spread across the starry sky, like a huge golden blade, attacking Su Mo again.
This sword became even more powerful. The terrifying mysterious power fluctuated like a vast ocean, and the metallic power was extremely strong.
Not only that, the metallic mystery contained in this sword, the peerless edge, is like a billions of magic weapons coming to the world.
The old man in brown robe and a group of strong men in the rear, as well as Yin Wudao, who were seriously injured, who were still chasing him, even though he was tens of thousands of miles away from the Holy King Jinxu, he felt that his body was about to be torn apart.
This metallic power is simply earth-shaking, with an invisible cutting edge of a million miles.
Everyone was frightened. The Holy King of Jinxu is worthy of being the Holy King. This domineering metal power is simply terrifying.
Although Yin Wudao is powerful, it is still much worse than the Saint King of Jinxu.
Although Yin Wudao is a genius, who can reach the level of a Saint King is not a genius?
Furthermore, the older generation of strong men have been practicing for a long time, and various martial arts, martial arts, secrets, etc. are obviously not comparable to ordinary geniuses.
It can be said that when you reach the realm of Martial Saint, ordinary peerless geniuses have no ability to fight beyond the level.
Only real monsters have the strength to fight beyond the level.
Su Mo is only more than ten thousand miles away from the Metal Saint King, and he feels the most sincere feeling of the metallic edge.
Even though the attack had not yet arrived, he felt that his body was about to crack, and the colored sword aura contained a breath that teared everything.
"So terrifying!"
Su Mo was frightened, his whole body was filled with blood, and the blood power was activated to the extreme, and his light shone brightly.
If he hadn't had a large number of special physiques and could not bear the metallic edge, even if the sword energy did not attack him, his body would have been torn apart.
"Broken to me!"
Because the distance is too close, it is too late to avoid it, and Su Mo backed with another sword.
He also did not have much reservations for this sword. The battle soul activated more than 30 kinds. The blood power combined with the chaotic sword energy was also extremely powerful.
The most important thing is that this time, he gave up two thousand kinds of war souls.
Two thousand kinds of war souls were injected into the sword and blessed within the sword energy, allowing the sword's power to penetrate the endless starry sky, with an aura of no difference for a moment.
"boom!"
In an instant, the Chaos Sword Qi hit the golden sword Qi again, as if it was forming a collision. The vast starry sky was shaken, and the roar was heard endlessly.
Rumble!!
The golden sword energy shattered, and the chaotic sword energy exploded, turning into golden and gray-white waves, surging and sweeping across the starry sky.
Whoosh!
Su Modu kept stepping on a natal spiritual sword under his feet and hurried away.
"How is that possible!"
The tall body of the Holy King Jinxu passed through the vast air waves, and no air wave could enter his body thousands of feet, and was cut into powder by the invisible metallic edge.
He looked at Su Mo's back as he fled, and his face was full of shock. With a knife just now, he almost used 90% of his strength, but he could no longer defeat Su Mo.
A warrior at the ninth level of the Martial Lord's realm actually has combat power comparable to a saint king. This is simply a fantasy and impossible.
Even though he lived for two thousand years, had seen countless geniuses, and had even traveled to the other three star fields, he had never seen anyone with such combat power.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that a warrior at the ninth level of the Martial Lord could have combat power comparable to a holy king.
The Holy King Jinxu knew in his heart that Su Mo's mysterious power was extremely special, with a chaotic aura, which was very similar to the aura in the Chaos Source Stone and extremely powerful.
Secondly, the power of the war soul on Su Mo is too powerful, almost crushing any martial saint.
Furthermore, Su Mo's bloodline is extremely special. Although he doesn't know what kind of physique this is, he must be no worse than the top 20 on the ancient alien list.
All the situations combined have created Su Mo's unshuang's combat power, and he looked down on any warrior of the same level, or even countless martial artists in the Martial Saint Realm.
"Is it the Chaos Clan?" A terrible thought suddenly arose in the heart of the Holy King Jin Xu.
Only this possibility can explain why Su Mo is so defiant.
On the ancient 10,000 races, there are three strongest races, namely the Chaos Clan, the Ancient God Clan, and the Ancient Demon Clan.
These three major races, known as the three ancient races, are the most evil beings among the four major star fields.
However, the three major races have long disappeared into the long river of history and have not appeared for nearly a million years.
Su Mo obviously cannot be the ancient gods or the ancient demons. Some may be the Chaos clan, because the mysterious power dissipates the aura of chaos.
Thinking of this possibility, the Holy King Jinxu was in a dark heart. If Su Mo was really the Chaos Clan, then even if he gave up everything today, he would still kill Su Mo.
"How could it be so powerful?"
Yin Wudao, who was in a mess and had already changed into a black long gown, was also incredible, and his eyes widened at the scene.
He knew the combat power of the Holy King Jinxu, much stronger than his strength.
Even he couldn't stop the attack just now, but Su Mo actually blocked it easily, which made him unable to believe it.
Chapter completed!