"Shut up!

The purple-clothed young man suddenly opened his mouth and drank coldly, the young man's face was stagnant, he was flushed, and he stopped talking, but his eyes were as vicious as spears and sharp swords, and he was about to cut Jun Mo with a thousand knives.

"Jun Mo, right!"

The purple-clothed young man glanced at Jun Mo coldly, and said lightly: "You have two choices now, kneel down immediately and swear allegiance to this young master, and second, you cut yourself off!"

"Ahem...... Ahem!"

Jun Mo didn't catch it in one breath, and he was almost suffocated.

He has never been the only one who has spoken to others like this, and today someone said it to him, and he was really a little uncomfortable!

Another young master!

The young master of the Daming Academy was trampled on by the young master, and later indirectly became the old servant of the young master; Xiao He, the young master of the Xiao family, one of the nine major royal families of the Qin and Han dynasties, became the most loyal subordinate of the young master.

"Die!"

Jun Mo only said one word.

"What did you say?"

The purple-clothed young man raised his eyebrows: "You want to die!"

"I mean, today, you don't want to leave alive!"

Jun Mo said lightly: "Even if you kneel down now and kowtow to beg Young Master Ben to spare your life, it is impossible, cut yourself! Young Master will spare you a remnant soul to leave, otherwise, your body will fester, and your soul will be scattered, which will be your next fate." ”

"What? you're looking for death!"

The purple-clothed young man's anger was ignited at once, and a faint purple-gold flame ignited on the surface of his entire body.

"Young master, I'll kill him now!"

Another young man in Tsing Yi, who was standing beside the young man in purple, stepped out:

"Jun Mo, the young master has taken a fancy to you, it is your great opportunity, you are so ignorant of what is good or bad, you don't know the height of the sky, you speak wildly, you talk nonsense, the following crimes, your family, your brothers and friends will be guilty of capital crimes because of you, I, Long Xiao, will first take action to erase your mark in this world, and soon, your family and friends will be the same as you, completely disappear from this world!"

"Disappear your mother!"

Jun Mo roared angrily, and his left hand with the Thor's Touch glove was raised, and he raised his hand to poke out with a shot.

Thor Storm Guns!

Thunder and lightning are the ultimate in speed, sharpness, and fierceness, and the extreme in strength, and the storm, rage, rage, unbeatable, and unstoppable.

Thunder and lightning, storm, at this moment, the mental strength that has been tempered by Jun Mo is perfectly combined.

Speed, power, can no longer be described in words.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the storm gun was like lightning, and with lightning speed, it directly hit the left chest of the arrogant young man in Tsing Yi, blasting out a hollow the size of a sea bowl.

In the midst of the anger, Jun Mo made a move, his strength has reached the middle of the seven-star control king, the young man in Tsing Yi is just a one-star peak control king, even if the potential strength and hidden means are strong, it will take time to stimulate and unfold, how can he withstand Jun Mo's thunderous anger!

Time has become the fatal weakness of the young man in Tsing Yi!

Of course, as Jun Mo, who has all the four attributes of life, weapon, spirit, and soul, especially after the three attributes of weapon, life, and soul are all promoted to the supreme realm, Jun Mo has countless means to kill this young man in Tsing Yi, but he chose to use the most violent and refreshing weapon attribute mental power to operate personally, control the weapon, and kill the opponent!

Only in this way can he vent the anger in Jun Mo's heart.

Family, brothers, are his rebels, whoever touches them will die.

What's more, these three people are the targets of death, and what means to kill is the most relieving, so naturally they should use what means!

"What...... What ......"

Long Xiao spurted a large amount of blood foam from his mouth, pounced in disbelief, and fell to his knees, dead completely.

Whoa!

The heart knot space collapsed, the item fell to the ground, and a wisp of breathless soul floated up leisurely, looking at the body that was through the heart in disbelief, I couldn't believe that he was so powerful that he was stabbed to death by a small seven-star controller.

"How is it possible?"

Jun Mo's eyes froze, and a hint of surprise flashed.

A one-star peak control king, after withstanding a blow that is comparable to a seven-star mid-stage control king, he can still maintain his soul immortal, this dragon roar's soul at least shows that he has the strength of a seven-star control king, weird, it's really weird!

"I'll catch it!"

Jun Mo raised his hand to grab it, and his mental strength that had been tempered for thousands of years was surging like a tide, turning into a big mental hand, and grabbing towards Long Xiao in mid-air, he wanted to collect his soul like a life soul space, study it carefully, and see what was weird!

"Flying!"

Long Xiao's soul was startled, and he emitted bursts of soul fluctuations, shrunk into a ball with a swish, and flew towards the purple-clothed young man.

"Long Xiao!"

The purple-clothed young man suddenly came back to his senses from the shock, he exclaimed, raised his hand and grabbed it, a touch of green flashed, and directly took away Long Xiao's soul.

Burst!

Sitting on a high platform in the distance, drinking stuffy wine, sighing again and again, but Feng Wuchen, who had been paying attention, squirted out a sip of wine:

"Ancestor, Jun Mo actually killed Long Xiao! How is this possible? A seven-star commander actually killed Long Xiao, what is the difference between this and an ant and killing an ancient dragon? Impossible, Jun Mo's bastard, how can he be so strong?"

"Nothing is impossible!"

On an empty chair beside Feng Wuchen, the air moved slightly, and an old man with a gray beard suddenly appeared, if Jun Mo was there, he would recognize that this old man was the Feng family emperor powerhouse he met in front of the teleportation array that day.

The old man sat on the leather chair, looked at Jun Mo and the others from afar, and said thoughtfully:

"Wuchen, the old boy of the Jun family has broken through to become an emperor, and he wants to take the Ming Jun family back to the Qin and Han masters, which involves too much, and he only has one grandson from this kid, so he will naturally use a lot of life-saving means on this kid, not to mention that this kid killed Long Xiao, even if he kills a new emperor, it is normal!"

"Ancestor, he just came out of the Heart Cultivation Hall today, that is, at noon, he went out of the city and went to the civilian area outside the city for a long time, and he was stumped ......"

Feng Wuchen suddenly stopped talking and didn't speak, he understood in his heart that the biggest problem appeared in this half of the sky.

In the afternoon, the commotion in the civilian area was too big!

First, more than two thousand children of the five guardian families who were supposed to come out of the gate of the Heart Cultivation Hall appeared out of thin air, and then a stronger force appeared out of thin air and went directly to the Qin and Han Dynasty through the teleportation array!

The people from the Qin and Han dynasties are the heavenly people who are high up, even if they are the Ming royal family, they have to be treated respectfully, not to mention the Feng family, a small family that can only be counted in Jian'an City?

The two forces, no matter which one, or even the other, are not something that the Feng family can provoke!

It was the sudden appearance of these two forces and the sight of the spies who disturbed it, and it was very likely that Jun Mo would meet with the people of the Jun family at this time and complete the handover of some life-saving means.

"Whatever, these questions are none of our Feng family's business!"

The old man said in a deep voice: "As long as Long Feiyang doesn't die, people like Long Xiao will die hundreds of them, and it doesn't matter!"

PS: Seven days in a row, the holiday is over, work, the city lord should also take a rest, from now on, resume three shifts a day, the time is 12, 18, 21, hours, wait for the end of the month, continue to break out!!