"Stop?"

The sneer on the corner of Chu Mo's mouth became more and more lifted.

At the same time, he stepped on one foot, and a long knife fell into his hand.

"This knife is very good!"

Suddenly, Chu Mo smiled, and his fingertips flicked lightly on his edge, and suddenly, he let out a soft groan.

And the next moment, his smile suddenly closed.

It was also at that moment that everyone's eyes had a cold light refracted up.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, the long knife in Chu Mo's hand was like a feather that broke through the sky, at a lightning speed.

In the air, a twisted light of horror, weird, terrifying, bloody, cruel, and cruel.

It was also in that moment.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

The sound of blood spurting kept ringing, and almost all of the remaining dozen or so people fell to the ground in response, their pupils infinitely frightened and unwilling.

"Hmm..."

"Hmm..."

Almost at the moment when they fell to the ground, they all instinctively covered their necks with their hands, but the blood flew out like blood arrows, which was not something they could prevent at all, and death had already come.

The whole scene was filled with blood and cold as a prison!

The whole process is only a few seconds!

At the scene, there was silence, and some people even felt that their breathing had stopped.

Tick, tick, tick.

Until the long knife stabbed on the wooden table, the stained blood, fell to the ground drop by drop, making a light sound.

"Ahhh

At that moment, everyone suddenly came back to their senses, but their eyes were full of endless fear.

Similarly, Feng Yulong, Feng Sheng, and Feng Yitian were all infinitely shocked and infinitely angry.

"Damn it, damn bastard!"

Feng Yitian roared and roared angrily, no one knew better than him how much energy, manpower, money, and training it would take to cultivate such a Feng family's thirty-eight guards.

"Sheng'er, take him down! Remember, don't want his life, but take his limbs off, and I'll torture him to death!"

Feng Tiantian's eyes flickered, endless cold killing intent.

"Understand, don't worry, father, this son can't escape from my palm!"

Feng Sheng nodded, and then looked at Chu Mo.

His gaze was hateful, resentful, murderous, cruel,

"Boy, your strength is the most powerful, the most ferocious, and the most domineering I have ever seen among my peers, you are very talented, if you cultivate well, you will definitely be able to become a peak powerhouse in the future!"

"It's a pity!"

Speaking of this, Feng Sheng showed a playful sigh, and then, taking a deep breath, his eyes became extremely murderous, "It's a pity that your cultivation path is terminated today!

"Really?"

Chu Mo smiled abruptly, his smile with a touch of abuse, "In front of me, there are no less than three hundred people who brag like you, but in the end, they all went to hell!"

"Hehe, boy, let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

Feng Sheng sneered, and the momentum on his body suddenly exploded, with a little more heaviness, and a fierce and violent momentum!

Then, he moved.

It was like a gust of wind, leaving only a few afterimages in the air.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Chu Mo, less than five meters away.

"Mountain Breaking Fist!"

At the same time, Feng Sheng shouted, and the momentum on his body, in an instant, was like a giant mountain, domineering and ferocious.

It was also in that moment.

His fist swept straight out.

The air, the endless agitation of the shock, between the phantom, the distorted, the violent, and the vague, the space seems to be cracked.

"Boy, you are talented, you are indeed a martial arts genius, remember one sentence, in the next life, don't be so flamboyant and sharp, otherwise it will only bring you death!!"

Feng Sheng sneered and mocked.

In his opinion, Chu Mo would definitely be half dead with his own punch, at least, also seriously injured.

Breaking Mountain Boxing is the Feng family's unique martial art, this exercise, Feng Sheng cultivated it to the seventh layer, and the power that erupted can be described as earth-shattering.

"Death, boy!"

Feng Sheng laughed, his eyes were full of excitement, and his fist was infinitely close to Chu Mo's chest.

The power is furious, the speed is fierce, the angle is tricky, and the murderous aura is shocking!

This punch contained almost all the power gathered by the true qi in Feng Sheng's body.

He was confident that as long as this punch was smashed down, Chu Mo would definitely die!

"It's over!"

At the same second, Ren Hai couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

Before, he also felt that Chu Mo was a peerless genius with an unlimited future.

He didn't want Chu Mo to die, but now, it's too late to say anything!

Regarding the Feng family's mountain-breaking fist, Ren Hai still knows a little about it.

The fist style can be called ferocious, and the fist wound can be called invincible.

Even if he is facing a martial artist who is one or two small realms higher, but with this mountain-breaking fist, he can match it.

Even, it can make the other party's internal organs and six organs all be shocked, and the meridians in the body will be shattered and die.

"I don't think so!"

Ren Xinyi's eyes were shining.

When she saw Feng Sheng's fist about to land on Chu Mo's chest, Chu Mo did not dodge, and at that moment she had a different opinion in her heart.

Such a domineering man is definitely not a fool.

Feng Sheng's fist slammed in, but Chu Mo didn't dodge.

Well, there are only two possibilities.

First, you can't escape!

Second, strong and invincible!

At the same moment, the corners of Feng Tiantian's mouth showed a cruel look, his hands were behind his back, and he snorted coldly: "Look at the tea!"

Immediately, a subordinate brought a cup of oolong tea that came up.

Feng Yitian took it and sat on the mahogany chair, calm and relaxed, as if he believed that in the next second, Chu Mo would be killed by his son.

Meanwhile.

The punch with the rage, stunning, ferocious, and domineering slammed into Chu Mo's chest.

Rumble!

The monstrous momentum carried by the fist wind almost shook the surroundings, and the wind swept away, overturning several tables and chairs, and the entire wedding table trembled.

This punch can be said to contain endless furious power!

However, everyone's eyes, at this moment, widened wildly.

It's like seeing the most incredible scene.

That punch landed on Chu Mo's body, as if it was just a piece of gravel smashed into his chest.

No waves, no harm, not even a speck of dust, no splashing.

Chu Mo still stood in place with such a calm face.

"Is this what you call a mountain-breaking fist?

"In my opinion, it's so vulnerable, so weak!"

Chu Mo smiled coldly, his smile was so disdainful and indifferent.

"You... Your body! impossible, impossible, how can it be so tough!"

Feng Sheng's face was frightened, as if he had seen a ghost, and muttered to himself.

"I've given you a chance to make a move, so now it's my turn!"

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth lifted a sneer.

In the same second, his momentum underwent an earth-shattering change, sweeping everything and being incomparable!

At that moment, Feng Sheng's body trembled, and a faint fear was born in his heart.

His pupils were infinitely dilated.

It was also at that moment that a fist like the power of the Nine Heavens suddenly landed on his chest.

Rumble!

That powerful, ferocious, furious punch swept it away almost instantly.

At the same time, in his chest, blood gushed out wildly,

Even his nostrils, the corners of his mouth, his ears, and the punch almost shook him to all his senses.

Rumble!

He felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and he smashed to the ground.

The powerful impact shook the ground and created a huge human-shaped hole.

In the distance, the teacup in Feng Tiantian's hand fell to the ground in shock, his face was pale, and his eyes were about to burst.

For the first time, he was scared, frightened, and uneasy.

At the same time, he saw Chu Mo and walked towards Feng Sheng.

"Stop, stop me, if you dare to touch me for half a minute, I want your life!" Feng Yitian yelled in despair.

The voice is hoarse, angry, and the killing intent is infinite!

"I'm sorry, I don't like people ordering me, and at the same time, I hate it very, very much when people threaten me!"

Chu Mo's voice was very cold, as if it came from the Nine Hells.

At the same time, his fist was raised.

"Stop! Stop! Stop, stop Lao Tzu, if you dare to kill him, you will die, you will die extremely miserable! Extremely miserable!"

Feng Tiantian's eyes were about to pop out, it was endless anger surging and burning.

"Hehe, let's talk about it later!"

Chu Mo smiled faintly, and his voice was very calm.

The next second.

Bang!

Bang!

The extremely stinging/exciting, shocking sound kept ringing.

Blood splattered like the surface of a river.

Feng Sheng, die!

It's a terrible death!

(End of chapter)