As soon as he finished speaking, many butterfly knives suddenly flew back from afar and landed in his hands.
At this moment, Su Mo felt a strong sense of danger.
He knew that the other party was planning to use a big move.
He was almost done with his preparations.
Su Mo no longer hesitated, and with a Shadow Leap, he landed three meters away from Hong Aowen.
Any further and the skill would be disrupted by the opponent's telekinesis.
This distance was just right for him to be stuck at a position where he could not interfere with the Distortion skill.
"Space Slash!"
Sensing the spatial fluctuations around him, Hong Aowen's eyes revealed a trace of mockery.
" I already told you that this kind of thing doesn't concern me at all-"
"Crack!"
Before Hong Aowen finished his sentence, his left arm flew out on the spot.
"Space Slash!"
"I was just careless just now-"
"Crack!"
His right arm flew out.
"Space Slash!"
His left leg flew out.