Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

After the white vortex dealt with the Netherworld Ghost Vine, it suddenly changed direction and blasted straight at the Rock Bear Soul Master on the side.

The rock bear soul master was shocked.

Although he is incredibly strong, speed is precisely his weakness.

Now, under the suppression of his domain, his movements have become much slower.

The white vortex was incredibly fast, like a white lightning bolt, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

He only had time to cross his arms to protect himself and pour all his soul power into the rock armor.

However, he was merely a Soul King, and the strangulation power of the Asura Whirlwind Killing Array far exceeded his defensive limits.

The moment the vortex struck his arms, the rock armor on its surface shattered.

Immediately afterward, the vortex swept past, and the Rock Bear Soul Master's burly body was instantly shredded into a cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, a sword aura formed from killing intent shot out from Su Mo's fingertips, slashing towards the Ghost Vine Soul Master.

Ghost Vine Soul Master was only a Soul Master, and was being suppressed by the domain, so he couldn't escape at all.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the sword energy sliced ​​across his waist.

His upper and lower body suddenly separated.

The Rock Bear Soul Master and the Ghost Vine Soul Master died almost instantly.

At this moment, Elder Chen's wind blade was about to reach Su Mo.

Su Mo raised his right hand, and a sword aura met the wind blade head-on.

The two collided in mid-air.

The wind blade was directly shattered by the sword energy.

Su Mo did not stop.

"Killing Assault"

A longsword imbued with extreme killing intent shot out and locked onto Elder Chen's chest.

Old Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.

Even as a level 69 Soul Emperor, his strength was still formidable.

Within a radius of several hundred miles, there are many renowned and powerful individuals.

But when faced with this sword, he found that he couldn't dodge it at all.

He's completely locked down!

In his haste, he could only mobilize all his soul power to condense a solid wind wall in front of him in an attempt to block the killing intent sword.

However, with Su Mo's current strength, how could a Soul Emperor who was being suppressed by the domain possibly withstand his attack?

The sword energy crashed into the wind wall with a loud bang, tearing a hole in it.

Immediately afterwards, the sword energy pierced through Elder Chen's heart.

Old Chen glanced down, his eyes filled with resentment.

Immediately, blood spilled from his mouth, his body swayed, and he fell backward, dying with his eyes wide open.

Fear finally surfaced in the eyes of Lord Zhao, who was standing in the distance.

The renowned expert of Tianxing City was instantly killed in a single encounter?

Chapter 79: Hundreds Slaughtered in One Day

"Who...who exactly are you?!"

Lord Zhao's voice trembled.

He ruled Tianxing City for decades and killed countless people.

But he never imagined that one day he would become a lamb to the slaughter.

However, Su Mo did not answer.

He walked towards Lord Zhao with a blank expression.

"You...you stay away!"

Lord Zhao kept retreating.

At this moment, he had no intention of resisting. Even Elder Chen had been killed with a single sword strike, so how could he possibly be a match for him?

Just as he was retreating in a panic, he suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

He could only move backward using both his hands and feet, looking extremely disheveled, his former imposing manner completely gone.

A moment later, he retreated to the edge of the steps, where he could no longer move.

He quickly got up, knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

At the same time, he kept begging for mercy, "Sir...please spare me!"

"I can give you anything you want—money, power, beautiful women—anything I have, I'll give you, just please spare my life!"

At this moment, he only hoped that Su Mo would take a liking to these things and let him off the hook.

At this moment, Su Mo walked up to him, stopped, and looked down at him.

"When you killed those innocent people, they begged for mercy," Su Mo said coldly. "Did you ever spare them?"

"Someone like you should go down and repent."

As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, a blood-red sword aura suddenly swept past.

Lord Zhao's head flew up, tumbled twice in the air, and then rolled a few times on the ground.

His eyes were wide open and remained open until his death.

The city lord of Tianxing City died.

But Su Mo did not leave. Instead, he continued walking deeper into the mansion.

The Zhao family has been entrenched in this city for decades and has long since become a large and powerful clan.

The direct descendants and collateral branches, in total, number over a hundred people.

As long as they are members of the Zhao family, regardless of age or gender, Su Mo will eliminate them completely, no matter if they have committed any evil deeds.

In just a short while, the huge city lord's mansion was completely empty.

After massacring the Zhao family, Su Mo arrived at the treasure vault.

The heavy door was blasted open by his palm.

A spacious room was filled with boxes, stacked one next to the other, reaching a height of two people.

Su Mo casually opened one of them.

The moment the lid was opened, golden light shone on his face.

It turned out to be a whole chest of gold and silver jewelry.

Su Mo opened several more boxes, which contained either gold soul coins or various treasures.

The lord of a small town is so wealthy.

It is evident how much wealth the Zhao family has plundered from the people over the years.

With a wave of his hand, Su Mo put all these items into the soul tool.

After doing all this, Su Mo did not leave the Zhao family.

Because there was one person who hadn't returned, and that was the young master of the Zhao family.

Time passed by, second by second.

About half an hour later.

Under Su Mo's spiritual perception, a large number of people, numbering in the hundreds, surrounded the Zhao family.

Those men were city defense soldiers, clad in iron armor, wielding long spears, and arrayed in neat formation.

The person in the lead was dressed in fine clothes; he was none other than the young master of the Zhao family whom they had seen on the street before.

Although he knew that several powerful figures, including Elder Chen, were stationed in the manor, the situation was still unclear. To be on the safe side, after learning that a battle had broken out in the city lord's manor, he urgently dispatched the city defense troops to the scene.

"Damn it! Who is it that dares to cause trouble at the Zhao family's residence!"

Looking at the mess at the gate, the young master of the Zhao family was filled with rage, his face contorted with rage.

At that moment, Su Mo's figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion.

His wings fluttered behind him, and his black hair danced in the wind.

His white clothes were mostly stained red with blood, which looked particularly glaring in the sunlight.

"Boy, who are you! Did you do all this? Where is my father?"

The young master of the Zhao family pointed at Su Mo and shouted sternly.

“He’s dead,” Su Mo said calmly. “I’ll send you down to see him right away.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Asura Sword Domain unfolded once more.

A terrifying aura suddenly spread out from him.

In an instant, countless blood-red light swords condensed above Su Mo, one after another appearing out of thin air, densely covering the entire sky.

This time, there were over a thousand of them.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The sky was filled with blood-red light swords, which rained down on the crowd below.

"Damn it!" The young master of the Zhao family hurriedly released his martial spirit in an attempt to defend himself.

However, he was only a level 29 Great Soul Master, so how could he possibly withstand Su Mo's attack?

As the rain of swords fell, his defenses were instantly pierced, and dozens of lightsabers pierced through his body, riddling him with holes on the spot.

Although the ordinary soldiers wore armor, that armor was as fragile as tofu in front of the blood-red lightsaber.