Capítulo 666: The Ghostly Magic Sight

"What the..."

Su Mo started to become anxious. "Why I can't take it out?"

Is it too heavy for me to pull it out? Am I too weak? What else could it be?

He was completely lost. Fortunately, after the first attempt of pulling out the Demonic Sword, it stopped trembling and no longer released Devilish Qi.

The Demonic-soul Army was now gone, which meant that he now had fewer enemies to deal with.

Su Mo was summoning Genuine Vitality throughout his body to make another attempt, when the others charged toward him.

Dozens of dazzling rows of radiance were moving to him. Various sword Qi, saber Qi, and fist radiance smashed into Su Mo's Genuine Vitality Palm, destroying it instantly.

Apart from these attacks, the darkly clad youth from Cold-blood Hall punched out at Su Mo's body.

"Die!"

The blood Qi of his sanguine fist print lit the place with red.