Chapter 1691 Competition
"Wu Fengtian, how about we make a deal?" Su Mo narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice. He was not in a hurry to escape, because in this Wu Clan city, escaping hastily would only lead to death.
"Deal? What deal do you want to make?" Wu Fengtian said with a straight face. He knew in his heart that Su Mo just wanted to escape.
"I'll tell you how to devour other people's souls. How about you let me go?" Su Mo asked.
"Oh?" When Wu Fengtian heard this, a light flashed in his eyes. If he could swallow other people's fighting souls, then he would be able to obtain countless ghosts, and the power of the soul flag would also increase rapidly, reaching a terrifying level.
"That seems to be the ability of your fighting spirit, right?" Wu Fengtian asked with a sneer. He was not stupid and would not listen to Su Mo's deception. The huge swallowing vortex that Su Mo had just now was clearly the fighting spirit.
"It's not a fighting spirit. It's a secret technique that needs to be combined with the power of a fighting spirit!" Su Mo shook his head with a solemn look on his face, looking very determined.
"Is this really true?" Wu Fengtian was shocked when he heard this. Is there really such a secret technique?
If there is such a secret technique, it will be of endless benefit not only to him, but also to the entire witch clan.
"It's absolutely true. As long as you let me leave this city, I will tell you how to practice this secret technique!" Su Mo said.
"It's ridiculous, as long as I capture you, all your secrets will no longer be secrets!" Wu Fengtian sneered, his hands filled with profound energy, ready to take action at any time.
In this Cloud Witch City, he didn't believe that Su Mo could escape.
"If I can't escape, I will choose to self-destruct. When the time comes, my soul will be destroyed, and you will get nothing." Su Mo said with determination on his face.
Wu Fengtian was startled when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but frown. If this was the case, he would indeed get nothing.
Wu Fengtian fell silent, his eyes flashing with a look of contemplation on his face.
When Su Mo saw this, his heart moved slightly. The other party had been attracted by him, but he didn't have such a secret skill. He was just deceiving the other party.
After a moment of silence, Wu Fengtian said: "Tell me the secret technique and I will let you leave this city!"
"Let me go first, and I will tell you!" Su Mo said.
"You are too naive. Is it possible to let you go first?" Wu Fengtian sneered and clenched his fists. He never thought of letting Su Mo go.
He and Wu Han worked so hard to capture Su Mo. How could he let Su Mo go?
Although he was sure, even if Su Mo was allowed to leave the city, Su Mo would not be able to escape from his grasp.
However, Wu Fengtian would not be careless. If Su Mo had some special ability to escape, all his efforts would be wasted.
Su Mo's eyes flashed. It seemed that it was almost impossible to convince the other party.
In this case, it was better to strike first. In an instant, Su Mo immediately activated his invisible fighting spirit and his body disappeared without a trace.
Wu Fengtian was startled when he saw this. At this moment, a cloud of purple mist suddenly rose from the place where Su Mo disappeared and enveloped him instantly.
Because the distance between the two was too close, Wu Fengtian couldn't hide away.
"This is……!"
Wu Fengtian came back to his senses, but his consciousness was immediately pulled into the dream demon space.
Su Mo's figure was immediately revealed and he did not move.
He used the Stealth War Spirit not to escape, but to distract the opponent and increase the success rate of using the Dream Demon War Spirit for him.
In the city of the Witch Clan, he did not dare to make a move. Once there was any disturbance, he would definitely die and could only use the Dream Demon War Spirit.
The dark cell and the black torture rack remained the same as before.
Wu Fengtian was tied to the torture rack with black iron chains, like a prisoner about to be executed.
"Illusion!" Wu Fengtian took a look at the cell, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he guessed the situation.
"Wu Fengtian, since you don't agree, then suffer death!"
Su Mo appeared in front of Wu Fengtian. A sharp dagger appeared in his hand.
Then, without hesitation, he slashed at Wu Fengtian's body.
Poof!
A large piece of flesh and blood was cut off directly from Wu Fengtian's shoulder, and blood flowed across it.
Uh~~
Wu Fengtian suddenly groaned, and he gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain.
"Su Mo, it's just an illusion. It's all fake. Let's see how I break it!"
Wu Fengtian shouted loudly, and his spiritual thoughts poured out crazily, impacting the dream demon space with all his strength.
As a genius at the seventh level of the Martial Master Realm, Wu Fengtian's mental power was extremely powerful, which immediately caused the Dream Demon Space to tremble violently.
Su Mo looked cold and waved his arms while trying to control the stability of the Dream Demon's space.
Poof! Poof! Poof! !
The sound of the sharp blade cutting flesh and blood continued, blood continued to splash, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. Wu Fengtian's whole body was stained red with blood in the blink of an eye.
However, Wu Fengtian is also a determined person. He knows that all this is an illusion, so he insists on holding on without saying a word.
The mighty mental power constantly impacted the Dream Demon Space, causing the space to continuously vibrate, with cracks appearing one after another, as if it might completely collapse at any time.
Su Mo gritted his teeth and persisted, pushing his mental power to the extreme to control the stability of the Dream Demon Space. Wu Fengtian's mental power was so strong that he could not bear it.
Zhizhizhi~~~
There was a squeaking sound. Su Mo cut off Wu Fengtian's flesh and blood, revealing dense white bones. The short knife scraped against the white bones, making a squeaking sound.
"ah!"
Wu Fengtian finally let out a scream. No one could bear the pain of scraping bones.
Although this is a nightmare space and everything is fake, the deep-rooted pain is real.
Zhizhi~~
Su Mo stopped cutting Wu Fengtian's flesh and blood. The short knife kept scraping against Wu Fengtian's shoulder bones, and even faint sparks appeared.
"Su Mo, when I break your illusion, I will make you live and die!" Wu Fengtian roared in controlled madness. His face was pale, and big beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead.
He was angry, furious!
This little Su Mo, whom he had never paid much attention to before, unexpectedly made him so embarrassed, which made him hate him so much.
The monstrous rage made Wu Fengtian even more crazy, and his crazy attacks with spiritual power turned into invisible swords, slashing through this dream-demon space.
Boom! !
The Dream Demon space is constantly cracking and trembling violently, and may completely collapse at any time.
"Break it!" Su Mo shouted sharply, raised the dagger in his hand and cut off Wu Fengtian's shoulder with one blow.
Then, he moved faster and kept slashing at the opponent, and the opponent's limbs were chopped off in an instant.
Su Mo's face also turned pale. He was under great pressure and his mental energy was pushed to the extreme. The huge consumption made him dizzy.
However, he must hold on. Once the Dream Demon Space is broken and he is in the Witch Clan's city, he will definitely die.
This is a competition of mental strength. If he wins, there is hope of escaping.
And if he loses, today's Yunwu City of the Witch Clan will be his burial place.
