Chapter Eighty-Three: Misfortune Comes from the Mouth

As soon as the words fell, several people saw a white-robed young man walking in from outside. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

After three days of hurrying, Su Mo finally arrived at the Ji family in Maple Leaf City.

He was a little helpless at this time, he didn't think that this escort task was actually a multi-person cooperative mission.

It's not that Su Mo is unwilling to cooperate with others, it's just that many people are together, and after all, it is not as comfortable as him alone.

However, since you're here, let's finish this task with these people!

"Sumo on Xiafeng Ling Island, it's late, please don't blame Miss Ji!"

Walking into the hall, Su Mo bowed his hand to Ji Shuirou on the main seat.

"Hehe, it's not too late, now that everyone is here, it's time for us to get ready to go. ”

Ji Shuirou smiled, stood up, and said to the four of them: "Wait a while, I'll go and prepare." ”

Immediately, Ji Shuirou's body swayed and left the hall.

Su Mo found a place in the hall and sat down.

"Hmph! Whether you come or not, there is no difference, the second cultivation of the Lingwu Realm is just a lot of abuse!"

A piercing voice sounded in Su Mo's ears, and the person who spoke was a young man with narrow eyes.

This person, called Song Yang, is a disciple of the Lieyang Sect.

Su Mo frowned, looked at this person, and said coldly: "Your Excellency's words are too much!

"Woe to the mouth?"

Song Yang laughed loudly and said, "You are a nobody on Fengling Island, and you dare to speak wildly, believe it or not, I will remove you from this mission?"

"Knock it out?"

Su Mo was surprised and asked, "Can you represent the Ji family?"

Since Su Mo has taken over the task of the Ji family, if he is asked to give up the task, unless the Ji family revokes his task.

So, Su Mo asked.

"Hehe!" Song Yang sneered when he heard this, and joked: "If you are seriously injured, you will not be able to participate in this mission!"

"Seriously injured?" Su Mo's eyes narrowed, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and said: "There are always some frogs at the bottom of the well in this world, no one in their eyes, arrogant, pathetic!"

"Boy, are you crazy?"

When Song Yang heard this, he shouted angrily, stood up, and rushed out with the momentum of his whole body, and said sharply: "The waste of the Lingwu Realm also dares to be arrogant in front of me, I think you are impatient!"

He Qian and another Tianyuan Sect disciple looked interested on the side when they saw Su Mo and the two clashing.

"Boy, do you know who the person in front of you is?"

The disciple of Tianyuan Sect opened his mouth and said with a smile: "His name is Song Yang, he is a genius disciple of the Lieyang Sect, he has completed fifteen sect missions in one year, he is famous in Tianyue Country, he is known as 'Lieyun Hand', even if it is me Dong Yue, it is not necessarily his opponent, you are an enemy of him, it is better to ask for more blessings!"

Dong Yue, a disciple of Tianyuan Sect, had a gloating smile on his face.

Hearing Dong Yue's words, Song Yang showed a smug look on his face.

"Waste, do you hear me! Do you quit the mission yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Song Yang looked down at Su Mo condescendingly and said proudly.

He wasn't going to get rid of Su Mo yet, but Su Mo didn't know what to do, and he collided with him, which made him very unhappy.

Su Mo's eyelids raised, glanced at Song Yang, who was full of arrogance, and asked indifferently, "You just called me a waste?"

"That's right, you only have the second level of cultivation in the Spirit Martial Realm, isn't it a waste?"

Song Yang's face was full of disdain.

Su Mo got up, looked at Song Yang with a cold gaze, and said lightly: "Since this is the case, you will take my waste sword, if you don't die, I will spare you once." ”

Su Mo's words just came out.

Song Yang was stunned!

He Qian, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Dong Yue, a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, were also stunned.

This man is stupid, isn't he?

Or is it the ignorance of the senseless?

Dare to speak wildly, take him with a sword, if he doesn't die, he will spare Song Yang once?

"Hahaha......"

Song Yang came back to his senses, smiled angrily, and said, "Boy, I really misjudged you, you are not arrogant, you are simply an idiot! Don't talk about taking you with a sword, even if you receive a hundred swords or a thousand swords!"

Song Yang laughed wildly, what kind of person is he, he is a genius disciple of the Lieyang Sect, he has been trained by the Lieyang Sect, and the exercises he cultivates are second-level middle-grade exercises, and the martial arts he cultivates are also second-level middle-grade martial arts, and he has cultivated to the point of becoming a peak.

In the huge Burning Sun Sect, there would be no more than two people in the same rank who could defeat him.

Now, a disciple of Fengling Island, whose cultivation was one level lower than him, actually said wildly that he would not die with a sword, so he spared himself.

How could he not laugh!

Su Mo looked at the other party's disdainful laughter, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of banter, and said, "I'm out of the sword!"

The next moment.

Boom!

With a sword roar, a snow-bright sword light suddenly burst out.

The sword light was as fast as the wind, and there was no trace to be found, enveloping the earth-shattering sword power, breaking through the shackles of space and slashing towards Song Yang.

"What?"

Feeling the power of Su Mo's sword, Song Yang's eyes widened, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

His face was replaced by endless horror.

The incomparable sword power and unparalleled speed made the hairs on his whole body explode, and a feeling of extreme danger instantly hit his heart.

Dong Yue stood up in horror.

He Qian also stood up in shock, he was a sword cultivator, majoring in swordsmanship, so he naturally saw the strength of this sword at a glance.

Roar!

Facing this extremely powerful sword, Song Yang didn't have time to think about it, roared wildly, and met the sword light with one palm.

"Blazing Cloud Hand!"

Song Yang's palm seemed to turn into a soldering iron in an instant, red and golden, emitting a terrifying high temperature.

The next moment, the palm of the hand collided with the sword light.

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering explosion, and a strong shock wave centered on Su Mo and Song Yang swept in all directions, shaking all the tables and chairs in the hall into powder.

Immediately, a figure emerged from the center of the impact at a rocket-like speed and slammed into the wall of the hall.

Rumble!

The wall collapsed, a mess, and the figure was buried under the rubble of the collapsed wall, and life and death were unknown.

There was silence.

He Qian and Dong Yue, the two of them stared at each other in amazement.

The defeated person is Song Yang.

Actually, I really can't even take a sword!

At this time, the two of them couldn't help but secretly think, it was really as Su Mo said before, Song Yang was really in trouble.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to insult Su Mo, he would have ended up like this.

defeated Song Yang with one sword, Su Mo didn't look at the other party much, and sat down on the spot.

As he said, even if the other party is not dead, he will not strike again.

At this time, the seats in the hall were shattered, and there was no place to sit, so Su Mo could only sit on the ground.

Boom!

After a long time, Dong Yue swallowed a large mouthful of spit, and looked at Su Mo with a calm face, his face changed for a while.

Immediately, Dong Yue smiled and said, "This brother, I didn't expect you to be so strong, Song Yang provoked you, you really should learn a lesson, even if you die, you deserve it!"

Dong Yue's righteousness was awe-inspiring, as if he had completely forgotten it, and he had always despised Su Mo and laughed at his words before.

Dong Yue is a disciple of Tianyuan Sect and has nothing to do with Song Yang, so he naturally doesn't care about the other party's life or death.

Su Mo didn't pay attention to the other party, he didn't bother to pay attention to a person like Dong Yue.

He Qian didn't speak, squinted his eyes, looked at Su Mo carefully, and secretly analyzed Su Mo's strength in his heart.

Song Yang resisted just now, and he was in a bit of a hurry, and he didn't have time to fully accumulate his strength.

Therefore, if it was replaced by him He Qian's attack, he could also seriously injure Dong Yue with one blow.

Although his strength is also the triple of the Lingwu Realm, he has reached the triple peak of the Lingwu Realm, and his combat power is strong, far surpassing Song Yang.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that if he fought Su Mo, the estimated victory would be between five and five.