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Chapter 918

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"However... hehe."

After finishing, he gave a hoarse laugh.

"This old man has also hidden his strength!"

Immediately, his cultivation, also at the Venerable realm, was fully released!

His gray robes fluttered, and he hovered in the air, his eyes full of flourishing pressure!

At the same time, a pitch-black thick mist behind him swept over, like an abyss capable of swallowing all things.

Su Ming looked at Poison Fang Daoist's killer move with a calm expression.

His heart had no waves, not because he had known long ago that Poison Fang Daoist would come to ambush him.

On the contrary, in his past life, the time Su Ming came to this dungeon was different from this time, so he had not encountered Poison Fang Daoist.

The reason he was so calm was that he could easily suppress and kill this Poison Fang Daoist!

"With strength only equivalent to a Level 64 cultivator, you dare to ambush me in the dark."

Su Ming gave a cold laugh.

Immediately, he drove his sword out!

He did not even use his Blood-Fall Sword, Extreme Yang Death Scar Sword, or other weapons.

Instead, he used the skill 【Thousand Souls Sword Casting】 from his sub-profession, Thousand Souls Sword Venerable.

He consumed soul power to condense dark blue three-foot-long sharp blades that hovered behind him.

Poison Fang Daoist looked closely and saw a full 104 soul-power swords, their sharp edges fully revealed!

The Thousand Souls Sword Venerable's skill could easily condense a large number of flying swords, which was extremely suitable for Su Ming!

These soul-power blades flashed with light and pierced through with a boom!

The deep and dark poisonous mist behind Poison Fang Daoist was instantly shattered, sliced, and scattered by countless sword-Qi phoenixes!

Poison Fang Daoist was also wounded by the sword Qi, his whole body riddled with holes, poisonous water flowing, and he was sent flying backward violently.

He slammed heavily against the wall!

From beginning to end, Wan Wu didn't even have time to intervene; Su Ming had almost defeated this Poison Fang Daoist all by himself!

Poison Fang Daoist's pupils dilated!

A hint of horror surged in his aged eyes.

"Cough cough! How could this be..."

"Young as you are, you are at most a half-step Venerable realm, how could you activate a cultivation technique of this magnitude with a wave of your hand?!"

Poison Fang Daoist said in shock.

He had always thought that this youth carrying a sword box was just a young-generation expert from some major sect or some major family, out for experience.

He believed that Su Ming had only successfully entered the deepest part of the secret realm by relying on this Venerable-realm servant, Wan Wu.

That was why he dared to ambush and seize the treasure!

This was not Poison Fang Daoist's misjudgment, but based on the rules and experience of this world, breaking into the Venerable realm before the age of twenty was indeed almost impossible, and such cases were rare in history.

After all, even Tang Yupu, the young genius of the Slaughter Heaven Sect, one of the ten righteous sects, was only at the half-step Venerable realm in his twenties, just like the Blood Fiend Sect's Killing Madman Zhong Zhi.

The top geniuses of the young generation were roughly stuck at the half-step Venerable level.

This was enough to show the difficulty of advancement for cultivators in this world.

It could be said that strength was almost linked to age.

No matter how talented you are, at Su Ming's age, it is impossible to ascend to the Venerable realm.

And this middle-aged servant Wan Wu could not possibly have reached the mid-Venerable realm and be no match for himself.

Based on the above judgment, Poison Fang Daoist dared to make a ruthless move.

But looking at it now, the situation had clearly far exceeded his expectations!

Su Ming was expressionless and walked forward slowly.

The flying swords moved alongside him like flowing water.

Poison Fang Daoist looked shocked; after landing, he suddenly pinched a seal to activate his cultivation technique.

A cold killing intent rose on his face.

"Hmph, even if you are stronger than this old man, in this world, no one has ever been able to withstand my Tooth Poison."

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