"Let them go!" The middle-aged man with bearded eyes glanced at Su Mo and Wu Xian and others in the hands of Qin Bushen, and spoke coldly.
Its voice was not loud, but in the ears of Su Mo and Qin Bushen, it was like a thunderclap in the Nine Heavens.
Puff! Puff!
Su Mo and Qin Bushen's bodies were shocked, as if they were struck by lightning, and they opened their mouths and spit out a mouthful of blood.
They only felt an invisible force acting directly on themselves. The vastness of this force was like a billion miles of rivers and mountains and rivers, and could not be stopped at all.
"What?" Su Mo was shocked and shocked. The Venerable was so terrifying!
"Let us leave, otherwise they will all die!" Qin Buhe looked a little pale, raised the two hostages in his hand and shouted loudly.
Su Mo also tightened the hostage in his hand, and turned Wu Xian and another thin young man into white eyes.
Only by firmly controlling the hostages in his hands can he have the confidence to fight against the Venerable.
"Venice Brahma, Venerable Yin, save me!"
"Sir, Lord Venerable, save us!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
More than a dozen witch geniuses who were hostages shouted out loud, all of them with horror on their faces.
"Give you three breaths and let them go! Otherwise, your body and soul will be destroyed!"
The middle-aged man with bearded eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. He shouted coldly. His aura suddenly increased, like a storm, forming an invisible pressure, and crushed towards Su Mo and the others.
If he hadn't been concerned about Wu Xian's safety, he had already taken action and killed the two people in front of him, so he wouldn't have been talking nonsense!
The powerful pressure, like the great mountain in the sky, or like an invisible shackle, pressing on Su Mo and Qin Buhen, causing cold sweat to spread all over their bodies, and the bones inside their bodies squeaked.
In the eyes of Su Mo and the others, the middle-aged man with a bearded figure was extremely majestic and domineering the world, as if he was the master of the world. His eyes opened and closed and his brilliance made people dare not look directly at it.
However, no matter how strong the other party is, Su Mo has to face it.
At this moment, Su Mo gritted his teeth, felt fierce in his heart, and he vomited strength in his left hand. The thin young man in his hand screamed, and his body immediately exploded, split into pieces, turning into a ball of blood mist.
Seeing this, the other hostages were so scared that their faces were pale. Even Wu Xian had a hint of horror in his eyes.
"We die, they will all be buried with you!" Su Mo's eyes were red and he shouted angrily. He killed a hostage to let the other party see his determination.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man with beards was slightly stunned at first, and then suddenly became furious. An indigenous man like an ant dared to kill his tribe members in front of him, which was simply seeking death.
"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man with mustache shouted loudly and immediately took a step forward.
boom!
Stepping out, in an instant, it was like a divine thunder from the sky. The void shook violently. Su Mo and Qin Bushen were hit hard, vomiting blood again, and their bodies couldn't help but retreat backwards.
Qin Buhe's qi was instantly shaken away, and the ten witch geniuses that were swept away by the energy were directly shaken away and escaped from Qin Buhe's control.
"There are two more breaths!" The middle-aged man with beard took another step and instantly approached Su Mo and the others.
"Stop, or I will kill him!" Su Mo immediately roared angrily and raised Wu Xian in his hand forward.
Even if he was injured, his palms were still firmly clasped against Wu Xian's neck, and he did not dare to loosen the penis.
He must not let the other party get close, otherwise he will definitely die!
Seeing this, the middle-aged man with mustache stopped immediately. His brows frowned slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.
This is what he fears the most, and Wu Xian must not have anything to do.
Others may be able to die, but Wu Xian must not die!
Wu Xian’s grandfather is the high priest of the branch clan, and is the second-person of the branch clan. Once Wu Xian has something to do, none of them will survive!
The middle-aged man with beard thought that he could shake Wu Xian away from Su Mo's hand in an instant. Even if Su Mo's palm was loose in a blink of an eye, he would take action in an instant.
However, he found that he underestimated the native in front of him, and his palms were firmly fixed on Wu Xian's neck as if they had taken root.
He didn't dare to act rashly. If he hurt Wu Xian, it would be over!
While the middle-aged man with bearded characters is in a turbulent mind, he is also a little puzzled. How could such a person appear in the small sky world?
This is simply incredible!
Seeing that the middle-aged man with bearded characters was afraid, Su Mo and Qin Buhe looked at each other, and their bodies began to slowly retreat.
They must escape as soon as possible. The longer the time delays, the less hope of escaping.
Swish!
However, Su Mo and Qin Buhe had just retreated a thousand feet, and the space behind fluctuated, and the old woman suddenly appeared behind them.
Su Mo and Qin Buhe immediately stopped, their bodies tense. They dared not underestimate the old woman. This person's strength is also not something they can compete with.
"Let the three of them go, I will let you leave!" The middle-aged man with bearded characters said coldly, as if he had compromised with Su Mo.
There are still three hostages, Su Mo controls Wu Xian in his hands, and Qin Bushen controls two witch geniuses in his hands.
"Is that true?" Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't believe the other party's words. They would undoubtedly die without hostages.
He had already seen that the other party attached great importance to Wu Xian and would never act rashly.
At the same time, Su Mo was highly focused and did not dare to relax at all, preventing middle-aged and old women from taking action suddenly.
"I Wu Fan, I can guarantee you in the name of the Venerable!" said the middle-aged man with a beard in his horoscope.
"Old Wu Yin, I promise you that as long as you let them go, you will never make things difficult for you and the other two!" The old woman also spoke, her voice was quiet, full of vicissitudes and indifference.
"The natives... the natives, the venerable's words will never repent!" Wu Xian, who was grabbed by Su Mo, said intermittently.
Su Mo sneered in his heart when he heard this. He is not a three-year-old child, so easy to deceive!
The Venerable would not repent? He would rather believe in the world than the mouths of the witch clan!
Qin Budhi looked at Su Mo and shook his head slightly, indicating that he could not believe the other party's words.
He was really worried that Su Mo would be deceived. After all, although Su Mo was strong, he was still very young and was more likely to be deceived.
Su Mo nodded slightly, then moved closer to Qin Bushen, and the two of them leaned back against Wu Fan and Wu Yin.
For a moment, there was a stalemate at the scene. The two venerables, Wu Fan and Wu Yin, dared not act rashly, nor did they want to let Su Mo and the others go.
Su Mo's thoughts were lit up, his forehead was sweating profusely, and he was anxious to get out of it.
However, facing the witch clan venerable, it seems that all the means are of no use!
Chapter completed!