Duan Jingtian was panicking about his uncontrolled Genuine Vitality.
However, it was not a good time to think about this now, due to the upcoming net of swords.
Hurridly, Duan Jingtian left a part of his mentality to suppress his Genuine Vitality and brandished his halberd, trying to split the net of swords.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The net of swords was cut open, yet he was bounced off dozens of meters.
Next, Su Mo waged fierce attacks continuously. Rows of violent sword Qi were like a suicide squad, thrusting toward Duan Jingtian.
Above the firmament, rows of sword Qi were like the Milky Way, resplendent as ever.
Duan Jingtian could only spend 70% of his strength, the other 30% was used to suppress his Genuine Vitality. He kept recoiling under Su Mo's crazy attacks and fell into inferiority.
"Gosh! Brother Duan is recoiling!"
"How weird it is. They were well-matched just now, and then Brother Duan was disadvantaged!"