"You're all from the Rain Clan?"

Su Mo stood on top of the void of the small city, looking at the other party with a calm gaze, Gu Jing Wubo's appearance did not seem to be a Jiedan monk facing Yuan Ying.

In the small city below, many people have already died at the hands of these people, and the blood has flowed into the streets, which is shocking.

Su Mo looked up at one of the more than a dozen people who was far away from him, except for this Yuan Baby, the rest were all Yudan, and the cultivation aura on this Yuan Infant Old Man made Su Mo also have a lot of pressure.

"Yudan?" Yu Wendong squinted his eyes and looked at Su Mo indifferently.

Su Mo's sudden appearance made him a little vigilant for a while, but when he found the cultivation aura on Su Mo's body, he immediately became alert again.

He didn't hide his cultivation, it stands to reason that the other party can see his Yuanying cultivation, but the other party didn't escape, but took the initiative to come out.

Yu Wendong spread out his divine sense and searched around, wanting to see if there were other people around him who were ambushing and wanted to sneak attack him.

"Don't look for it, it's just me." Su Mo said calmly.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Su Mo's white clothes and white hair, reflecting Su Mo's whole body red. A head of white hair draped behind him and danced in the wind. The white Confucian robe with a hint of gentleness was blown by the wind and hugged Su Mo's body, and the wide hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind.

Yu Wendong's thoughts were broken by Su Mo, and he was a little annoyed, but he relaxed a little. Looking at Su Mo's expression, there was a hint of curiosity.

"What kind of trick did you use to turn the people of the city away?"

Yu Wendong only saw Su Mo say a few words lightly just now, and he saved everyone in the city under the sword of himself and others.

"Confucianism." Su Mo replied calmly.

He wanted to settle the cause and effect of these people's slaughter of the people of the Ninth Realm, but he was not in a hurry to do it, he had a question that he wanted to ask the other party.

"Confucian cultivators?" Yu Wendong frowned and asked slowly, "Don't you see that I'm a Yuanying cultivator?" ”

"I see." Su Mo nodded and replied.

"Then why don't you run away, but instead come up and die?" Yu Wendong asked playfully.

"I have a question for you, I don't know if you can answer me." Su Mo looked at Yu Wendong and said calmly.

"Tell me about your problem." Yu Wendong replied curiously.

"You shouldn't know the reason for your netherworld, so I won't ask...... I want to ask you why you slaughter mortals for no reason after the Netherworld? Su Mo looked down at the blood flowing from the city under his feet, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he knew the reason for the lower realm, that there were people in the upper realm who wanted to find the little girl, the flower on the other side, and find the secret of immortality from the little girl.

But what he didn't understand was why he slaughtered useless mortals.

What is the use of slaughtering mortals?

"This question ......" Yu Wendong nodded, which can be regarded as understanding the reason why Su Mo asked this question, after all, this question does seem to be very strange.

But...... He didn't want to say it.

“...... Wait until you're dead to ask the souls. ”

Su Mo nodded, looked at Yu Wendong with a smile, and said with a hint of coldness on his face: "It's okay, what will you say......"

Yu Wendong sneered, and as soon as he raised his hand, a long sword floated in front of him, Yu Wendong raised his hand and shook it, and snorted coldly: "Little Jiedan doesn't know how thick the sky is, and he dares to make a big deal in front of me." ”

Yuan Ying Xiu burst out in an instant, and the long sword waved, and a sword qi rose, like a remnant sun.

The sword qi shone with endless brilliance, piercing the void and heading towards Su Mo.

Su Mo just watched the earth-shattering aura coming, without the slightest movement, his eyes were calm.

Rumble!

The sword qi that came from the Yuanying Monk's hand broke through Su Mo's body, slashed through the void, and landed in the city behind Su Mo, splitting a house in the city into ashes.

In an instant, smoke and dust billowed in all directions, submerging Su Modi's body in the billowing smoke.

......

The people in the city who were rescued by Su Mo in the distance have been paying attention to the direction where Su Mo is.

Seeing Su Mo being slashed by a sword from afar, he was suddenly frightened and covered his mouth.

"Su Zhuangyuan ......"

The martial artist and the swordsman looked at the earth-shattering sword qi in amazement, and suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies.

"Let's go...... If you don't leave, it's too late. Takeo said.

The swordsman looked in that direction in a daze, as if something was waking up in his heart, turned his head to look at Takefu, and said, "He is also a ...... of Yudan"

Takeo opened his mouth and didn't speak.

"Why did he dare to send him to death in the body of a kedan, and we didn't dare to ......" the swordsman asked, looking at Takefu, his hand holding the sword tightened again.

Takefu looked at the swordsman in a daze and didn't speak again, then turned his head to look at the smoke and dust in the distance, didn't speak, but didn't leave.

......

The dust faded, revealing the white-clothed figure.

Su Mo was still standing in the distance, his eyes sad on the void, a deep wound on his chest dripping blood.

The sternum seemed to be visible in the wound, and the white sternum was horribly stained with the bright red blood coming out.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and resisted Yuan Ying's sword with Yu Dan Xiu as a hard one.

If it weren't for the body of the Protoss, he would have died under this sword.

It's just that this Protoss body is still too young, and the adult Protoss body is not afraid of this sword.

Yu Wendong looked at Su Mo who was only injured but not dead with a strange look in his eyes, and there was also solemnity in his eyes.

With this sword just now, he used sixty percent of his cultivation, thinking that Su Mo would die directly, but he didn't expect that he was just injured.

"It's really interesting, what's your name?" Yu Wendong asked.

"Su Mo." Su Mo replied calmly, reaching out and waving lightly on his chest.

A divine pattern appeared on Su Mo's forehead, and the divine pattern shone with divine radiance, revealing the will of the divine race.

The deep and explicit wound on Su Mo's chest also lit up, and the wound had healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Wendong looked at the divine pattern on Su Mo's forehead, he seemed to feel an extremely noble feeling on that divine pattern, and immediately frowned.

"Su Mo, I haven't heard of you among the younger generations in the Nether...... Who the hell are you? ”

"It's okay, you'll know later......" Su Mo said calmly, "I can still take your sword again...... After this sword, I'm going to strike. ”

Yu Wendong frowned, looked at Su Mo coldly, and didn't understand the other party's intentions for a while.

Why resist your sword qi, but don't resist.

Only the enchanting figure in Su Mo's spiritual sea sighed deeply, slowly shook his head and said:

"Why bother?"