Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

Sumali's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "What...what's going on? Why is my flying knife so out of control?"

A strong shock and confusion surged in his heart, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

Mo He smiled complacently, with a hint of teasing in his smile.

He slowly said, "You ask this..."

After saying that, Mo He waved his hand lightly, and the flying knife that was originally out of Sumali's control suddenly seemed to have life and flew up automatically.

The flying knife danced up and down in front of Mo He, flashing a cold light, as if demonstrating to Sumali.

Mo He raised his chin slightly, his eyes full of teasing towards Sumali.

"You...how on earth did you do that?"

His eyes were fixed on Mo He, as if he wanted to find the answer from Mo He's face.

Mo He actually controlled his flying knife silently, which had never happened before.

Mo He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a mysterious smile on his lips: “I won’t tell you.”

There was a hint of teasing and complacency in that tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo He snapped his fingers, and a fierce force wrapped around the flying knife, and with a "swoosh", it shot towards Sumali like lightning.

Seeing this, Sumali was horrified, his heart suddenly tightened, and his body instinctively dodged to the side.

The flying knife was extremely fast, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it brushed past Sumali's cheek and cut off a tuft of hair.

Finally, with a "swish" sound, the flying knife pierced into the hard metal wall fiercely, with the entire blade sinking into it, leaving only the handle trembling slightly outside.

When Sumali saw this scene, he felt all the hair on his body stand up.

He was naturally very clear about how sharp his throwing knives were.

I never thought that one day I would have to face this fear.

"We must get the flying knife back!" Sumali made up his mind secretly, with a determined look in his eyes.

Immediately, he turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the Mo River like an arrow.

He knew very well that one had to capture the leader first. As long as he could defeat Mo He, the flying knife would naturally return to his hands.

However, Sumali took it for granted.

With a muffled "puff" sound, the flying knife suddenly flew out from the wall under Mo He's exquisite control.

The flying knife drew a perfect circle in the air and shot towards Sumali's back with a fierce momentum.

At this moment, Sumali saw himself getting closer and closer to the Mo River, and victory seemed to be just around the corner.

But at this moment, he sensed a dangerous aura coming from behind.

In desperation, he could only give up the attack that was about to succeed, leaped to the side, and narrowly avoided the attack of the flying knife.

This time, he luckily escaped again.

However, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever.

What's more, the speed of the flying knife in Mo He's hand was faster than he could control, making it difficult for him to defend himself.

In an instant, under Mo He's powerful control, the flying knife turned into countless silver lights, like an impenetrable net, covering Sumali.

Sumali looked at the silver light flashing around him, and a feeling of despair surged in his heart.

"Ah ah ah..."

In an instant, a shrill scream rang out in the room like a sharp arrow.

Rays of silver light, like deadly poisonous snakes, pierced through Sumali's body madly.

As the silver light flashed, blood flowers appeared, and even the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Half an hour later, the flying knife seemed to have completed its mission and flew back to Mo He's hand obediently.

At this time, Sumali stood there like a broken sculpture, his body covered with shocking bloodstains and scars, and he had turned into a bloody man.

The bright red blood continued to flow out from the wound, staining the ground red.

With a "thump", Sumali could no longer support his body and fell to his knees on the ground.

His breath was as weak as a candle swaying in the wind, and it could go out at any time.

Mo He walked over slowly, looking down at him with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

He said in a cold voice: "It feels bad to be cut into pieces, right?"

Sumali raised his head with difficulty and said in an extremely weak voice: "You...can't...kill...me...I...Wang...Hua...ye...will...lead...a...large...army...to...avenge...me..."

Mo He looked into his eyes calmly. His eyes were like a bottomless lake, unpredictable.

He slowly raised the throwing knife and gently placed it on Sumali's neck.

The cold touch of the flying knife made Sumali feel the fear of death at this moment, and there was even a look of pleading for mercy in his eyes.

The once proud eyes were now filled with fear and despair, as if he was begging Mo He to let him go.

However, Mo He remained indifferent to Sumali's plea for mercy.

His eyes were cold and firm, as if no emotion could shake his determination.

This guy has already been on his death list, and even the Lord can't save him.

The next moment, he gently slashed his hand, and the sharp flying knife easily cut through the skin, instantly leaving a shocking trail of blood.

"Ho ho ho..." Sumali made an extremely weak struggling sound, which was full of despair and pain.

His body was shaking violently, as if he was making a final struggle.

However, his strength became weaker and weaker as his blood was lost.

Finally, he fell to the ground with a thud, his body twitched a few times, and then there was no movement.

But Mo He knew very well that super soldiers would not die so easily. As long as there was enough energy, they could be resurrected even with such serious injuries.

He didn't dare to be careless and had to make another attack to prevent future troubles.

He raised the flying knife without hesitation and beheaded the man at an extremely fast speed.

At that moment, the head rolled out of the body, and blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

Finally, Mo He threw the separated body into the dark plane genetic space.

Just like that, the scum Sumali, known as the "ancient god-slayer", died miserably at the hands of Mo He.

All his former glory and pride vanished at this moment.

Mo He quietly looked at the corpse that disappeared in the dark plane's genetic space, without a single ripple in his heart.

After doing all this, Mo He looked a little relieved.

After a moment's thought, he sent a message to He Xi who was far away in the Angel Nebula.

At this time on the Angel Nebula, He Xi was testing Angel Yan for succession to the throne.

When He Xi received the news from Mo He, she was slightly stunned and the movements of her hands stopped unconsciously.

Sumali, the man with whom she had a past, was once her lover, but in the end he betrayed and used her.

That experience weighed on her heart like a heavy stone.

Now, knowing that Sumali was killed by Mo He, He Xi felt as if something had been loosened in his heart, and a long-lost sense of relief surged in his heart.

She stood there quietly, thinking about her past with Sumali, feeling filled with emotion.

After a moment, He Xi's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile.

She replied to Mohe with a message: Thank you, my little husband!

On the other side, Mo He couldn't help laughing after receiving the news from He Xi.