Kapitel 482: A Broken Promise?

Up in the sky, Su Mo sensed Murong Wudi's aura plummeting, which signified that his Vital Spirit was about to be exhausted.

"Murong Wudi, this marks your defeat!" Su Mo shouted.

The sword radiance of his Sky-crushing Sword flashed brightly, and many beams of sword Qi blotted the sky and headed straight at Murong Wudi, not offering Murong Wudi any chance of respite.

Although Murong Wudi's Vital Spirit was about to be exhausted, given a moment, he could also rely on elixirs to replenish his Vital Spirit. Hence, Su Mo attacked ferociously and did not give him that chance.

"Destroy!" Murong Wudi retreated quickly. As both his fists moved together, his Vital Spirit formed mountains and continuously tore apart Su Mo's attacks.

Murong Wud grimaced. The power Su Mo displayed was far above his expectations, and he was the peer to force him into a corner.