บท 270: Who Could It Be?

"Hahaha!"

Su Mo gave a sharp bark of laughter once the reason for this phenomenon came to him. If this theory proved correct, even if countless more white-shadowed figures appeared, none would be able to stop him.

"Vanish!"

Su Mo shouted, while pushing his Martial Soul to its limit. With a wave of his sword, dozens of powerful sword Qi burst forth instantly.

These 64 white-shadowed figures started to tremble uncontrollably and were rendered completely helpless under the might of Su Mo's devouring power.

At a slash of the sword Qi, every single white-shadowed figure was completely obliterated.

"Hehe! These rewards were clearly meant for me!" Su Mo smiled.

Swoosh!

Not long after, another white-jade box flew towards him. Su Mo quickly grabbed it in his hands.

"Yet another martial scroll!"

Su Mo was delighted at the sight of the martial scroll and rolled it open gently.