The young man in the white robe seemed to walk very slowly, but he was actually very fast.
In the blink of an eye, he had reached the gate of the fortress.
"Who are you?" Zhang Mazi yelled when they came to their senses.
Whoosh!
The answer was a striking sword radiance, which killed all of them in a flash.
Su Mo coldly disregarded them, smashed the gate with a single blow, and walked into the fortress.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, hundreds of bandits heard him and rushed out of the fortress, tightly surrounding Su Mo.
"Who are you to dare to break into Bloody Blade Stockade?"
"Boy, you're courting death!"
"Kill him!"
"…"
All of the bandits roared in anger and rushed towards Su Mo.
"Die!"
Su Mo shouted violently as the hundreds of bandits attacked him. He swung his long sword, and sword Qi swept through the crowd.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Every strike of the sword tore up dozens of bodies, and endless blood spewed like rain. A large number of bandits were decapitated, and their severed limbs were flying everywhere.
In the span of only a dozen breaths, two to three hundred bandits were slaughtered mercilessly.
Although there were so many bandits, they were no match for Su Mo.
This was a blatant slaughtering because the two sides were on completely different levels.
"What? How could he have such terrifying abilities?"
The remaining bandits were all shocked.
"Hurry and notify the chief of brigands!" yelled a bandit, and someone rushed into the fortress.
Su Mo disregarded this and stepped inside. With every swing of his sword, he killed a man, spewing blood everywhere.
In a short amount of time, hundreds of bandits were almost all killed by him, and there were only a few left to scramble around.
Blood stained the ground red and converged into rivers that flowed far away.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the distance, a dozen men rushed out.
They were led by a menacing middle-aged man with a chin full of scruff and a strong body.
It was the chief of brigands of Bloody Blade Stockade, Blood Blade!
The remaining men were mostly at the Spiritual Martial Realm, and even the ones with the lowest cultivation had a half step to the Spiritual Martial Realm.
"Boy, no matter who you are, now that you dare to kill in my Bloody Blade Stockade, you'll certainly die." Blood Blade roared in anger, seemingly popping out his eyes, after he came closer and saw the rivers of blood.
"After today, Bloody Blade Stockade will cease to exist!" Su Mo indifferently said.
"How bold. You better take a good look at yourself before trying to wipe out my Bloody Blade Stockade."
A sinister-looking deputy chief of brigands next to Blood Blade smiled coldly and said, "Chief of brigands, you don't have to do anything. Let me take care of him!"
Blood Blade nodded and said, "Be careful, Hu!"
Deputy chief of brigands Hu smiled disdainfully and said, "He's only at Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm, so how powerful could he be?"
Deputy chief of brigands Hu had a cultivation of Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm and was incredibly powerful. A martial artist at Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm was nothing in his eyes.
Afterwards, Hu flew forward, and a black war saber appeared in his hand. He swung the sword down on Su Mo's head with a force that could split a mountain.
The dark sword light was cold, terrifying and menacing.
Deputy chief of brigands Hu smiled cruelly.
In the next moment, his smile froze.
A beam of white light flashed past him like lightning, and it cut him in half from his waist, spilling his guts all over the floor.
"Ah!"
Deputy chief of brigands Hu could only scream once before dying.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked. Deputy chief of brigands Hu was at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm, but he was defeated in one strike.
"Who is this young man? How could he be so terrifying?"
Blood Blade frowned and yelled coldly, "Everyone attacks him together!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A dozen Bloody Blade Stockade officials rushed towards Su Mo with their swords.
Blood Blade was in the lead, carrying a giant blood-red sword that glinted in the light.
"Bloody Cloud Cut!"
The bloody Sword Qi was like a red cloud that tore through the air and was unstoppable.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Su Mo was also in a killing rage. The two genuine Qi Spiritual Spirals in his body spun crazily, and the sword will shot out into the sky.
"Sword Essence of Wind Devil!"
"Separating Remnant Clouds!"
"Wind Roaring in the Sky!"
Su Mo consecutively made three attacks and stopped to stand quietly on the spot.
At this moment, not one of his enemies was still standing.
The entire Bloody Blade Stockade had been killed by him.
Half of Blood Blade's body was hacked onto the ground, but he was still hanging onto his life by a thread, with fear in his eyes.
Looking at the blood flowing in streams on the ground and countless dismembered limbs, Su Mo took a deep breath and roared, "Devour!"
Boom!
Devouring Martial Spirit was released, and shapeless devouring force spread everywhere. Endless blood flowed into rivers and flooded over Su Mo.
After a while, the blood was all gone, and Su Mo's body was revealed.
The endless blood rivers made his cultivation enter into Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
It even reached the late stage of Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Although there was a large amount of blood essence, most of it belonged to martial artists in the Qi cultivation realm and was not useful. Only a few people's Blood Qi was strong enough.
Then, Su Mo collected the storage pouches of Blood Blade and other Spiritual Martial Realm martial artists, and he swept through the fortress once more.
Afterwards, he left the mountain.
A lot of women and slaves were imprisoned in the Bloody Blade Stockade, and Su Mo released them all.
When he got to the bottom of the mountain, Su Mo looked into the distance towards Sunnywood City.
Sirius Mountain was less 500 kilometers away from Sunnywood City.
Su Mo could return there right now, but he dismissed this thought with a shake of his head.
"I'll return when I'm powerful enough!"
"Then, I'll wipe out the Wei family first."
Su Mo whipped his horse to go quickly towards his next stop.
Su Mo had accepted three missions at a time, and he had completed the first two efficiently.
However, the last one might take a while.
Since the last mission was not to kill someone but to serve as an escort, it naturally would take some time.
The Ji family was a small family in Maple Leaf City. There were a couple of martial artists of Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm, and the Master, Ji Long, was an expert at Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm.
However, when Ji Long was recently hunting Demonic Beasts, he was injured by a Class 3 Lv 2 Three-colored Poisonous Spider. The poison had been absorbed into all his organs, and he would die soon if there was not a timely cure for him.
However, the poison of the Three-colored Poisonous Spider was extremely strong, and Ji Long's poison had sunk in too deep, so common elixir would not cure Ji Long.
The Ji family begged to hire a Master of refining pills, but the cure he needed to develop lacked an ingredient.
This ingredient was Blue Black Flower Seed, the seed of the Spiritual Herb Blue Black Flower.
The Blue Black Flower was very rare, and its seeds were even rarer. The Ji family searched all over until they heard that the leader of the Doublehawks Faction in Blackhill City had the seeds.
Thus, they planned to go to Blackhill city to purchase the seeds from Doublehawks Faction.
However, Blackhill City was a very tumultuous city without a city governor to maintain or the Skymoon Country army to protect, and it was filled with ruthless villains.
Also, the so-called "Doublehawks Faction" used to be a group of bandits who would break into homes and murder civilians.
If the Ji family did not have strong protection on the way to Blackhill City, they would be walking into the belly of the beast.
Therefore, the Ji family announced missions in the four sects to hire four disciples as protection.
The disciples of the four sects were much stronger than regular unaffiliated martial artists, and the reputation of the four sects was already enough to terrify some.
With their protection, traveling to Blackhill City would be extremely safe.
At this moment, in the Ji family hall, a young woman who was around 25 years old was sitting in the main throne. She was extremely beautiful, with soft white skin and a mysterious air. She wore a pink dress over her slim figure, and her long black hair draped past her waist.
She was the eldest daughter of the Ji family, Ji Shuirou.
Below her sat three dashing young men.
"Ha ha, welcome to the Ji family. I'd like to thank you all on behalf of the Ji family," Ji Shuirou said with a soft voice and quiet chuckle.
She stood up to bow to the three men.
"Miss Ji, it's my mission, so you don't have to thank me. As long as I'm here, you'll be safe and sound," said a stocky young man who was called He Qian proudly.
"Yes, with our protection, you have no need to worry."
The other two men were just as confident.
These three young men were from the Sky Rapier Sect, the Scorching Sun Sect, and the Sky Yuan Sect.
They were all prodigies with cultivations of Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.
The stocky young man was especially outstanding, with a giant black sword on his back and sword Qi swirling around him.
He was a disciple of the top sect, the Sky Yuan sect.
"Miss Ji, your father is deeply injured and has no time to lose, so let's set out now!" said He Qian.
"Let's wait a little longer. I hired one person from each of the four sects, and the disciple from Gale Island is not here yet," Ji Shuirou said with an apologetical smile, after pondering for a while.
"Ha ha! The disciples of Gale Island are rather useless and he won't make a difference even if he comes, so why waste our time?" asked a young man with narrow eyes, a disciple from the Scorching Sun sect.
"You're right!" said the Sky Yuan Sect disciple with a nod. "If no one from Gale Island accepted this mission, would Miss Ji wait forever?"
Gale Island was perhaps the richest of the four sects, but its comprehensive strength was definitely the weakest.
The Gale Island disciples were much less powerful than the other sects.
The only person who elevated Gale Island's reputation in the last few years was Duan Jingtian.
Besides him, the other disciples were no match against the other sects.
Ji Shuirou listened to the two men's advice, thought for a while, and nodded.
Her father's life was at stake, and she did not want to waste time.
"No need to wait, I've arrived!"
Suddenly, a loud voice echoed from outside the hall.