To Decide Victory With One Move

Ao Wushuang had not expected that Su Mo could split his powerful punch with one move.

It made no sense. In one second, Su Mo was forced to retreat, but in the next second, he carried out a violent attack.

"How could his hidden strength be so powerful?"

As the remaining sword Qi approached, Ao Wushuang shattered it with one punch.

It took a short while for the sword Qi and the fist radiance to dissapate.

Ao Wushuang stared closely at Su Mo, looking grave.

"Su Mo, I underestimated you!"

He said in a deep voice.

Su Mo's eyes were twinkling. He was very satisfied with his Nirvana Sword Qi, which had made his strength several times stronger than before.

Unfortunately, he only had nine wisps of Nirvana Sword Qi.

Considering each of them would cost him several hours to make, he decided to end this battle as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he would lose the battle when all his Nirvana Sword Qi was used up.