Chapter 917: Killing Intent
Hurry!
It's like, a glimpse.
It's like, across the sea.
The figure is like fog and wind, like lightning and lightning...
Even, that figure still has a hint of ethereal weirdness.
At the same time, Qiu Meng's faint old voice rang out:
"Young man, you really shouldn't have pushed me to do it. ”
"Actually, you're a rare genius, aren't you?"
"Your cultivation talent is something I have never seen in my life. ”
"It's better for you to kneel down now and worship me as a teacher, I can save your life!"
Qiu Meng's words fell, and Fang Zhenhong's face twitched slightly, "Old Qiu, you..."
"It's my choice, you, don't interfere!"
Qiu Meng's eyes became very sharp, like a sword, shooting directly at Fang Zhenhong.
At that moment, Fang Zhenhong only felt that his heart was locked, and he was so strong.
It's like, as long as you move a little, your heart will be shattered in the next second.
"Are you finished?"
Chu Mo opened his mouth abruptly, and then, raised his head, and sneered: "To be my master?
Chu Mo's voice was extraordinarily disdainful and extraordinarily domineering.
In fact, not to mention Chu Mo's arrogance, just Qiu Meng, indeed, is not worthy at all!
Chu Mo's real master, I don't know how many times stronger than Qiu Meng!
If you say, Chu Mo's master is a dragon.
Well, Jomon, it's just a worm all the time!
One, a worm that can make Master Chu Mo, at will, arbitrarily, pinch to death, that's it!
"Don't want to?"
Qiu Meng seemed to be extremely surprised, and then, his eyes were completely cold: "Young man, you are too arrogant and domineering, if you are my disciple, there is still a trace of life to be found, since you are so insistent on looking for death, then you have to pay the corresponding price for your arrogant words!"
"you paralyzed! old thing, what are you pretending to be in front of me? Also, you still take Lao Tzu as an apprentice?
Chu Mo didn't give face at all, and directly scolded angrily.
"Whew..."
At the same second, Qiu Meng took a deep breath, which was a manifestation of anger to the extreme, and two lines of substantial anger gushed out from those old eyes, which approached Chu Mo and roared in a deep voice: "You, you will die!"
The current Qiu Meng, the killing intent in his heart, is almost crazy.
He had never been insulted, ridiculed, and disdained by such a young boy!
He has only one idea, that is, to completely bombard the kid in front of him, who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, who doesn't know the sky, and who doesn't know what he can say, into slag!
The sound falls.
The momentum, like a shocking torrent, gives people a feeling of extreme, extremely oppressive, that feeling, as if everyone has an extra 10,000 gold boulder on their body.
It makes people feel like they are almost suffocating, they can't kick their breath, and even their hearts are about to explode.
At that moment, the remaining Fang family martial artists were almost as close as Fang Zhenhong, their faces changed wildly, and their fists clenched violently.
Subconsciously, urge the true qi in the body to fight against it.
Rumble...
However, it was like useless work, and the powerful pressure made their mouths tremble, and blood spurted out.
At the same time, Xia Qian's daughters and Ning Yang all had drastic changes in their complexions.
It was also at this moment that Chu Mo's eyes moved slightly.
Then, an equally endlessly powerful momentum enveloped them.
In an instant, the strong and suffocating aura disappeared completely.
Instead, there is a soft, safe, and smooth air hood.
"Old Qiu, too... It's stronger..."
Fang Zhenhong's face was a little pale, but his face became extremely excited and surprised, such a powerful momentum, it can be said that the strength completely crushed everything.
Then, this arrogant boy is dead!
No matter how powerful this kid is, no matter how wicked he is.
Compared with Qiu Meng, who has been cultivating for nearly a hundred years, not only is the actual combat experience too much worse, but the background is definitely inferior.
Accompanied by Qiu Meng's voice, it didn't take long to fall.
Suddenly, Qiu Meng slapped his palm so casually in front of him.
The palm print was like an invisible giant mountain and sea rainbow, crushing the air almost instantly.
For a while, everyone could clearly feel a strong aura of endless terror and crushing everything.
Even Fang Zhenhong and the others, who were far away, also deeply felt a feeling, as if death was terrible.
This palm, terrifying, this kid, is dead!!
It's too strong!
This palm, as if it were a missile projected.
The lethality is absolutely amazing!
However, what everyone didn't expect was that Chu Mo actually raised his fist as well.
And so, I greeted him.
This is, it's going to be tough!!
The faces of Xia Qian's daughters, Ning Yang and the others all changed.
Although they didn't know the true strength of Qiu Meng, that palm was definitely terrifying.
However, Chu Mo chose to attack directly.
Rumble...
In the blink of an eye, the palm and the punch slammed together.
At the same time, caused.
The distortion of the air, the tremor of the people, the explosion of madness.
The two of them, each going backwards.
Qiu Meng took a step back, and Chu Mo, then, took half a step back.
However, Chu Mo's fist seemed to be cracked, and blood was gushing, a little miserable!
"Chu Mo!"
"Brother-in-law!"
"Boss!"
...
At the same time, Xia Qian's daughters, Ning Yang and the others suddenly became nervous.
However, Chu Mo didn't seem to feel a trace of pain, so he smiled.
Then, Chu Mo raised his head and sneered: "Go on!!"
"This kid's body is so hard?"
Qiu Meng frowned, according to the logic of his thinking, one palm was enough to break Chu Mo's arm, and even, blast it into slag.
But, it seems, just made Chu Mo's fist bleed.
"Look for death!"
Qiu Meng snorted coldly, but in the bottom of his heart, there was an inexplicable feeling... Hesitation, hesitation!!
"Give me death!"
After a moment's hesitation, Qiu Meng drank in a deep voice, and his body was filled with a terrifying and dangerous aura.
Rumble!!
In the blink of an eye, a palm and a fist were slashed again.
Then.
Qiu Meng's face finally changed a little.
If you look closely, you can clearly see that there is also a slight crack on his palm, although the trace is not deep.
But, for him, it's tantamount to a shock!
And this time, Chu Mo's injuries on his fists were even more obvious, and the blood was filled, revealing the white bones of Sensen.
However, what shocked Qiu Meng was that Chu Mo's expression maintained that kind of scorching heat and excitement from beginning to end.
It's like I don't feel any pain.
"Impossible, this kid, doesn't he feel any pain at all? He must be pretending to confuse me!!It must be like this..."
Qiu Meng was in his heart, roaring wildly, screaming wildly, but his breathing was a little heavy.
(End of chapter)