Categories
The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 940

A group of fellow disciples behind Chu Zhantian asked in doubt.

Hearing the words, Chu Zhantian took a deep breath, and then nodded heavily.

He did have a grudge against Su Mo. Su Mo robbed him of his storage ring in the Vault of Heaven Palace. Not only did he suffer serious injuries, but he was even penniless after he came out. The face was bought with money borrowed from fellow apprentices.

This is not the point, the point is when he, as the number one genius in Canglongyu’s top 100 list, has ever been humiliated like this!

This made him very angry, the anger in his heart was soaring but he had nowhere to vent it, he was going crazy!

This incident also made him have a serious knot!

If he doesn’t untie this knot, his future cultivation path may be greatly affected.

Therefore, for a period of time, his mood has been very gloomy, and he can’t cheer up anything.

But now, Su Mo suddenly appeared in Tianlong City, which made him feel enlightened, the haze was gone, and the humiliation he suffered could finally be paid back today!

“Boy, which sect are you from?”

Chu Zhantian was about to speak again, but a younger brother beside him spoke first. This was a thin-faced young man with an eighth level of the True Spirit Realm.

“Which sect is related to you?” Su Mo asked coldly. The other party’s words were rude, so he would not be polite either.

“It’s courting death!”

A cold light flashed in the thin young man’s eyes, and he sneered, “It doesn’t matter what sect you are from, if you offend Senior Brother Chu, you offend my Qinglong Sacred Sect, and I will make you pay the price today!”

As soon as the words fell, the thin young man couldn’t help but make a move immediately.

A punch hit Su Mo’s face straight. This punch was not weak. Its strength was as concentrated as a mountain.

One of Chu Zhantian’s juniors, the emaciated youth of Qinglong Sacred Sect, did not hesitate to attack Su Mo decisively.

The movement they made here has already alarmed the other people in the lobby, and everyone looked sideways.

“This kid actually dares to provoke the people of Qinglong Sacred Sect, don’t you want to live!”

“Ho ho! Offending the disciples of the Qinglong Sect on the territory of the Qinglong Sect is really stupid!”

“If he doesn’t die today, he will shed his skin!”

Everyone shook their heads speechlessly, secretly thinking that Su Mo was unwise.

At this moment, the thin young man’s fist was packed with tremendous force and exploded the air, approaching Su Mo’s face in an instant. The strong wind made Su Mo’s hair flutter with the wind.

Seeing that the fist wrapped around Quan Mang was about to hit Su Mo’s face, Su Mo made a move. He stood still and raised his palm to block the fist.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, the energy exploded, and a wave of air swept out, smashing all the seats around.

Everyone saw that the thin young man froze, his fist could no longer move forward, and Su Mo’s palm squeezed it tightly.

“So strong?”

“It turns out that there are two strokes, it seems that this kid has the strength to leapfrog fighting!”

“Even if he is a little stronger, he probably won’t be able to get out of here today!”

Everyone’s eyes were slightly focused, a little surprised, and there was a lot of discussion.

At this moment, the thin young man’s face turned red. Su Mo’s palm was like a pair of iron tongs, not only easily blocked his punch, but also tightly squeezed his fist in his hand.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t retract his fist.

The thin young man was very surprised. He didn’t expect that he was mistaken. The strength of the young man in front of him was so strong. However, in Tianlong City, on the site under the jurisdiction of Qinglong Sacred Sect, even you are a dragon, you have to lie down for me. !

“open!”

The thin young man snorted coldly, and hit Su Mo’s head again with his other fist.

what!

However, the thin young man had just hit halfway through his fist when a scream came out of his mouth, and his attack came to an abrupt end.

The fist that Su Mo held in the hand of the thin young man was completely deformed, and his face was covered with beads of sweat.

Su Mo’s face was cold. He just squeezed his palm lightly, and he crushed the opponent’s fist into a lump of mud.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *