Now, however, he could recognize it at a glance, fearing there must be a trick involved.
But at this moment, there's no time to worry about that.
The exchange of blows between the two just now seemed complicated, but in reality, it was only a few quick moves.
He had used all his exquisite techniques, which were neatly broken by Su Mo's lifting palm.
This man's martial arts were far superior to what one could imagine.
His gaze passed over Su Mo to Li Xuechun and Wan Yilan, ultimately letting out a sigh:
"What a pity... although the time isn't right, there's nothing to be done now."
The next moment, his footwork changed, and he formed a seal with both palms, the figure within his palms was extremely peculiar.
It appeared like a lamp, with the fingertip serving as the wick, buzzing with a flicker of light.
As if the lamp had already been lit.
Seeing this, Su Mo suddenly turned around.
