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The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 112

Although the Yan family in Zishan City is strong, the family behind the old man is also not weak, and they are not afraid of the Yan family at all.

Yan Qi frowned, he didn’t expect that the other party would not buy his Yan family’s account at all.

After pondering for a moment, he glanced at Su Mo. Yan Qi waved to the two girls in blue and said, “Let’s go!”

“This……”

Yan Xing was a little unwilling, and glanced at Su Mo with hatred in his eyes.

“Let’s go!”

Yan Qi shook his head, stepped out, and walked out of the inn.

Afterwards, Yan Xing and the girl in blue also followed out. Although Yan Xing was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

Outside the inn, Yan Xing asked Yan Qi: “Brother Yan Qi, are we going to spare that guy like this?”

“Hmph, although we can’t do anything inside the inn, he must come out of the inn, right? We can wait outside the inn for him to come out.”

The girl in blue sneered and said.

When Yan Xing heard this, his eyes lit up.

“Don’t be so troublesome! He should also come to participate in the entrance examination of Fengling Island. As long as he enters Fengling Island, I have a hundred ways to deal with him.”

Yan Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in them.

“But what if he fails the test?”

Yan Xing asked.

“Hmph! If he fails the assessment, he is not a disciple of Fengling Island. We can kill him on the spot.”

Yan Qi said.

Yan Xing and the girl in blue nodded, and the three of them left immediately.

In the inn lobby, after the three of them left, the old man in green shirt glanced at Su Mo, then turned and left.

Su Mo sat on his seat and glanced at Yan Qi and the three who were leaving through the window. Although he couldn’t hear what they said, he knew that the three of them must be trying to deal with him.

However, he was not afraid at all.

After eating, Su Mo went back to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, devoured his martial soul and released it, and began to practice.

On the third level of the Myriad Phrases, Su Mo has already cultivated to the late stage, and his strength is comparable to that of a ninth-level Qi Refining Warrior.

Therefore, Su Mo was going to slow down the cultivation of the Vientiane Divine Art, and the most urgent thing to do was to improve his True Qi cultivation.

Su Mo’s cultivation had reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi refining for a while, and he felt that it would not be long before he would be able to reach the ninth level of Qi refining.

Time passed quickly during the practice, and soon two days passed.

In the early morning, Su Mo washed up, ate breakfast, and then walked to the pier outside the city.

As soon as he reached the pier, Su Mo couldn’t help being startled.

The entire pier was crowded with people, the sound was loud, and the dark area was full of human heads.

Su Mo took a glance and roughly estimated that there were 10,000 people gathered on the pier at this time.

Except for a small number of elders who were escorts, the rest of the 10,000 people were all boys and girls. The oldest would not be more than eighteen years old, and the youngest would be only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Everyone’s face was full of youthful breath, talking with each other, excited.

Before the boats on Fengling Island came, Su Mo stood by the lake and looked at the surrounding scenery.

About half an hour later, ten black spots appeared on the vast lake.

The black dot quickly enlarged, and it was ten huge warships.

Each warship is a hundred meters long, and on top of the warships, huge sails are fluttering in the wind.

The huge word “Fengling” on the sails is painted with iron hooks and silver hooks, flying like dragons and phoenixes.

The boat from Fengling Island is coming!

Soon, all the warships docked.

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