บท 1790: Deathly Sword Attack

Su Mo's face hardened in the high skies. Dealing with Rank 8 Martial Honorable Xue Juntian was a piece of cake for him, but he had to be serious with a Rank 9 Martial Honorable.

At that point, Xue Juntian stood domineeringly in the skies as strong aura rolled out of him like waves of smoke. A strong, crushing energy rolled through the skies.

"Su Mo, you have no chance!" Xue Juntian glanced at Ju Shen far away before he stared at Su Mo and said.

"Are you sure you will be able to defeat me?" Su Mo remained solemn and questioned.

"Do you think you still have any chances left?"

Xue Juntian chuckled. He admitted that it was unfair for him to defeat Su Mo when he was 3 cultivation ranks higher than him. Even if he defeated Su Mo, it would not be a glorious victory.

However, he had no other choice now that things had come to this. He could only rely on his superior cultivation rank to defeat Su Mo.