"Ahh

Feng Tiantian's eyes were about to pop out, just like that, crazy roars, hideous shouts.

He was angry, he resented, he hated, he was sad, he wanted to break Chu Mo into pieces!

Anger, in my heart, is brewing madly.

Then, his expression became particularly blood-red, staring at Chu Mo deadly, and the killing intent poured out infinitely

The loss of his son and the pain of losing his grandson made him crazy and made him desperate to run towards Chu Mo.

"Mountain Breaking Fist, Tenth Floor!!"

With a loud shout, Feng Tiantian's withered figure was like lightning, and it came in the blink of an eye.

The speed, the power, it's terrifying.

However, Chu Mo's face was still very calm.

Boom Boom!!

Feng Tiantian's fist smashed into the air unscrupulously, with a series of afterimages and fist winds.

That fist is like a bright sun, like a frightening moon, and its power is endless.

This punch was visible to the naked eye, as if the air had been completely shattered by the shock.

The air, as if burned, twisted, trembled, and accompanied by an extreme scorching/heat.

"Ten layers! I've already cultivated to the tenth layer!"

At this moment, countless people exclaimed.

You must know that the Feng family's mountain-breaking fist is very famous, and it is unmatched.

However, it is difficult for any martial artist to practice the Breaking Mountain Fist to the tenth layer.

What everyone didn't expect was that Feng Yitian had already practiced the Mountain Breaking Fist to the tenth layer.

Already, it seems that the tenth layer has already been reached.

Subconsciously, almost everyone thought that Chu Mo would definitely escape!

That's right, in the face of such a powerful fist, then the only way to survive is to escape!

However, Chu Mo's behavior shocked everyone.

Chu Mo was still as calm as the tide, standing as steady as a mountain peak, and he didn't even move a step.

Is this guy crazy?

actually chose to have a hard time with Feng Tiantian, and he was absolutely looking for death!

It was also at this second that Chu Mo closed his eyes slightly.

What the!

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes widened, this guy dared to close his eyes at this most critical time.

Is this too pretending to be b, too looking for death, right?

Seeing that, Feng Tiantian's extremely violent fist that swept away everything was about to fall on Chu Mo's head.

"To be honest, you're so old, I didn't want to kill you!"

It was also at this moment that Chu Mo's eyes opened in vain.

At the same time, his body flashed, an incomparably strong, domineering, strong, god-like temperament.

Adjoin!

In the next second, everyone was completely shocked.

Chu Mo stretched out his palm casually, and then gently grabbed Feng Tiantian's fist.

That's right, just grabbed it so gently!

Incredible, simply incredible!

Everyone even thinks that there is something wrong with their eyes, or that their brains are broken!

How could this be possible, but it really happened in front of everyone's eyes.

Chu Mo, indeed, that's it, with a slight grip, he grabbed Feng Tiantian's ten-layer mountain-breaking fist that erupted.

"No! it's definitely not true, it's not true!"

Feng Tian roared angrily, roaring madly, he didn't believe all this.

He really didn't want to believe that he was a martial arts master in the acquired realm.

Unexpectedly, in front of this young man, he couldn't punch out!

His eyes were hideous, flickering, and he was about to collapse!

This blow, for him, was completely fatal.

As a martial artist who has been practicing for decades, he was actually held by a young man in his twenties, and his fist was clenched with all his strength.

What a humiliation, what a blow, what a ridiculousness!

"Ahhhh

At that moment, Feng Tiantian seemed to be stunned, his blood-red eyes flashing with endless killing intent.

The other fist swirled wildly towards Chu Mo, like a meat grinder.

Boom Boom Boom !!

That fist contains boundless violence, evil energy, and murder!

"Why bother?"

Chu Mo sneered and shook his head.

Then, Chu Mo also raised his fist.

Just waved it out.

Rumble!

Fists and fists, under the impact, formed a huge wind and waves.

In an instant, the surrounding flowers and trees, benches and seats, were all shocked into the air.

It was also at that moment that Feng Tiantian vomited blood from his mouth, and the whole person flew out upside down in an instant like a swaying boat.

He fell heavily to the ground and covered his chest, but in his eyes, he was still so murderous, resentful, ferocious, hideous,

"Kneel down and admit your mistake! I'll spare your life!"

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth lifted a smile indifferently.

"Hehehe, it's funny, it's funny!"

Feng Yitian laughed desolate and crazy, "You daydream, you want me Feng to kneel down one day, it's ridiculous!"

"Are you sure you don't kneel?" Chu Mo smiled slightly.

"Hahaha, I'm pretty sure, and, let me tell you, I, Feng Yitian, will not only kill you, but also, will kill your friends, relatives, women, including, just people who know you, Lao Tzu will not let any of them go!"

"And all the women you know, Lao Tzu will let them all taste the most cruel and painful way to die, and before I die, I will take them all..."

"Oh, then, you can die!"

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows, and the curvature at the corner of his mouth became more and more cold.

"Wait!"

At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded.

At the same time, an old man in a white robe, about fifty or sixty years old, walked out.

looks a little dignified, with a pair of eyes, but like eagle eyes, sharp and sharp.

His whole person looks plain and impermanent, but there is a terrifying aura on his body.

As he spoke, everyone felt a suffocating oppression.

"Young man, let him go, I'll spare your life!" The white-robed old man snorted lightly, and said lightly in a tone like a master.

"Spare me my life?"

Chu Mo pointed to himself, and then smiled abruptly.

In an instant, the soles of his feet were violently raised, and then fell madly towards Feng Tiantian's head.

"I'll leave you paralyzed, pretend to be b, right? Lao Tzu wants to trample him to death, trample him to death, trample him to death..."

"I hate you like a dog like you the most, okay, now that the master has trampled him to death, what can you do with Lao Tzu?"

When the words fell, Chu Mo kicked again and again, stepping heavily on Feng Tiantian's head.

Feng Tiantian's head, almost deformed, almost twisted.

Just trampled to death, and the dead can't die anymore!

(End of chapter)