"Broken!"

Song Ru shouted.

The sword broke in response, and Nie Sheng's whole person flew out upside down like a kite, and slammed into the pillar in the backyard, and suddenly his face was covered with blood, and it was indescribably miserable.

Although Nie Sheng's realm and Song Ru are both in the early stage of cultivating martial arts and qi realm, the same realm is still very different.

Nie Sheng had just broken through, and the realm was not stable, while Song Ru had broken through for a long time and was about to break through to the middle stage of the martial arts cultivation realm, so in actual combat, there was such a big gap.

"Such as the prince is mighty!"

Zhao Tianyuan said excitedly.

Song Ru stood with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "Isn't it just to solve a mole ant that is not self-sufficient, it is nothing." ”

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yang Mo walking towards him.

This kid must have been scared out!

Finally, I have to kneel down to myself, kowtow, and admit my mistake.

The pride on Song Ru's face became stronger and stronger, and Yu Guang looked at Yang Mo who came over, thinking in his heart that when Yang Mo knelt down, he must humiliate him fiercely, otherwise how could he be worthy of the shame he was ashamed of because of this kid before.

A few seconds later.

Yang Mo came to Song Ru's side.

"As I said just now, the gap between cultivation and cultivation is like a chasm, and with your little external force, it is ......"

And yet, at the moment!

Yang Mo suddenly made a move!

Without warning, he smashed a fist at Song Ru.

This punch seems to be ordinary, but the power is extremely high, and it is 10,000 catties!

Even extremely hard marble can be smashed to pieces.

The next moment.

Song Ru's face changed drastically.

He felt that a mortal danger, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, was locking on himself.

Don't dare to slack off.

Song Ru hurriedly jumped up from the chair and fled backwards.

In a flash of lightning, Yang Mo's fist grazed his face and smashed into the chair.

Boom!

Hearing a loud bang, the best Nanmu chair instantly turned into ashes.

Song Ru's handsome face was left with a narrow wound.

Blood dripped down the wound.

Song Ru's face was suddenly gloomy as water, and her eyes were filled with a strong murderous aura.

"Ben Gongzi originally planned to leave you with a whole corpse, but now...... My son is going to crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

Song Ru is still a genius after all.

Soon, he calmed down.

"Die!"

Song Ru turned the vitality in his body and slammed into Yang Mo with a punch.

In this punch, Song Ru used all his strength, with a full strength of 8,000 catties, and also used a medium-grade combat technique.

Just the blowing fist wind made Zhao Tianyuan, who was standing around, unable to stand it, and they all felt a pinprick pain on their faces, and they roared in pain.

Yang Mo was also not to be outdone.

He ran the god-level exercise "Spirit Technique" and threw a punch towards Song Ru.

Moment.

Boom!

The ground thundered, and the entire tea room shook.

The terrifying wind and collision fluctuations spread from the point where the two fists met in all directions, scorching and piercing.

Yang Mo, not moving, just stood there, like a big Buddha.

Song Ru, on the other hand, was covered with blood and flew backwards, his fists were even more bloody and fleshy, his white bones were visible, and his whole body was trembling.

Seriously injured!

Song Ru finally barely stood still, but her legs trembled even more, and she didn't obey the call at all.

At this moment, he has long lost the arrogance and arrogance just now, and all that remains is fear.

Yang Mo fell into his eyes, like a grim reaper with a scythe in his hand.

"How can it be so strong?"

Song Ru really couldn't believe that a small martial cultivator who cultivated the Bone Realm was so powerful.

He is the pride of the sky, how could he be defeated so miserably?

His previous self-confidence, pride, and pride were now trampled under Yang Mo's feet like shit.

It's ridiculous, he thought Yang Mo was an ant before, and he thought that he could pinch someone to death with one hand......

It turned out that it was himself who was really trampled to death!

Compared with Song Ru, Zhao Tianyuan took a breath of cool air, feeling that fear had penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and he didn't dare to breathe.

As soon as Song Ru was defeated, they were like fish on the chopping board, just waiting for Yang Mo to slaughter them at will.

Yang Mo's punch just now not only injured Song Ru, but also smashed Zhao Tianyuan's last hope.

"Could it be that the Zhao family really can't see the sun tomorrow?"

Zhao Tianyuan suddenly aged a lot, and the domineering spirit of the superior on his body was also taken away at this moment.

Tea room, deathly silence!

Yang Mo didn't say anything, and the rest of the people didn't dare to speak out.

For a long time, Yang Mo set his eyes on Song Ru.

"What do you want to do?"

Song Ru trembled and asked vigilantly.

At this point, he was powerless to fight back.

Just now, with a punch, Yang Mo knocked him into displacement, and his right arm was broken, leaving only half a life.

Now, even a powerless naughty boy can kill him with a sword.

"I remember, you just gave me two choices, let me kneel and kowtow to admit my mistakes, and then be one of your dogs, go back with you to watch the home and nursing home, and say that you will leave me a whole body. ”

Yang Mo's cold voice, like a sharp sword, pierced Song Ru's heart.

"......" Song Ru was silent, not knowing how to reply.

"Now, I'll give you two options. Either you die, or you destroy the Zhao family for me. ”

The Zhao family now has no hole cards, and Yang Mo can do it himself, but this is too troublesome.

Because, he is only one person.

And now he has to stay in the secular world.

Destroying such a big family is bound to bring a lot of trouble.

And Song Ru is different, he is a person from the martial arts world, for him, he wants to completely erase a family in the secular world, which is as simple as eating and drinking.

"I ...... I chose to destroy the Zhao family!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Ru made a decision.

Yang Mo smiled, Song Ru's choice was completely unexpected.

"Before sunrise tomorrow, I want to see the Zhao family become history!"

Zhao Tianyuan heard Yang Mo's cold words, and suddenly, he felt that the sky was dark.

Endless despair overwhelmed them!

It was as if the air was about to freeze.

Zhao Tianyuan has been accustomed to being a superior for too long, and this moment.

He finally realized what it means to plummet!

Boom!

Zhao Tianyuan suddenly bent his feet, knelt down towards Yang Mo, knelt on the ground, and confessed: "Young Master Yang, the old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and provoked Yang Gongzi, it's the old man who deserves to die, and please raise your noble hand, forgive the old man, forgive the Zhao family, the Zhao family is willing to be a cow and a horse for the son!"

Zhao Tianyuan said so humblely, who would have thought that the invincible Zhao Tianyuan would be so low!

Yang Mo listened very carefully, and it wasn't until Zhao Tianyuan finished saying the last word that he spoke: "I'm sorry, I'm only responsible for sending you to hell, you should go to hell and say these words to your son!"

Yang Mo really didn't want to talk nonsense with this old thing, so he didn't wait for Zhao Tianyuan to speak again, and directly grabbed Zhao Tianyuan and threw him against the wall.

Boom!

And then, there was no then!