Chapter 7: The Marshal takes action ()

This palm can be said to be unstoppable and unstoppable. Hu Mo's life and death are only in this moment. Although some people want to help, it is beyond reach.

When Uncle Fu's palm slapped Hu Mo's head, Hu Mo just felt a dizzy feeling in his brain, as if all the true energy in his body was shattered and could not lift it up at all.

When Hu Mo thought that his life was over, Uncle Fu suddenly became quiet. No one else noticed that a little white light penetrated in his palm and merged into Uncle Fu's meridians in less than half a breath, completely frozen the restless combat power in his body, completely stabilizing his emotions. On the surface, Uncle Fu's expression did not seem to have changed much, but it was motionless, like a gray-white stone sculpture.

"Holy Water King, Rose Lock, thank you two great men, I'm scared to death..." Hu Mo's heart relaxed, and he felt cold sweat, thinking that he might be a little late just now, and he was going to travel through time again.

Hu Mo had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt his neck tightening. A big hand grabbed his neck directly and swung it hard. His body was thrown four or five feet away like a big stone. He fell to his eyes and showed signs of venus.

He came back to his senses with great difficulty and looked closely. He found that the person who did it himself was his marshal's grandfather Hu Yihu.

At this time, Hu Yihu's old face was red, like a cooked crab. On top of his head, the red combat power slowly condensed a fiery red giant phantom.

The giant's phantom seemed to be a real existence, with its facial features, limbs, and torso all like fire, but it didn't look very clear. Hu Mo, who was not far away, was stunned. This move was simply impossible for humans to use, but it was more like a god showing his saints and a god descending to earth!

"This is the so-called warrior power? Is this still a human?" Hu Mo murmured to himself. In his cognition, even the strongest man in the Tianlong world would not reach this level of power!

On the surface, Hu Yihu seemed calm and composed, but in fact, Hu Yihu's condition is not optimistic at this moment. After using this move, his aura became much weaker. Obviously, this move consumed a lot of combat power.

The giant phantom stared at Uncle Fu, and his big hands were placed on Uncle Fu's head. At this time, Uncle Fu's body's frozen meridians immediately melted, but when he was about to go crazy, a powerful suppression force came out of the giant phantom's hand, directly suppressing Uncle Fu's crazy force.

"Afu, my state of mind is empty and I defend my soul!" Hu Yihu shouted loudly, and Uncle Fu's body trembled violently. Soon, the edge of the riot began to converge, as if it had returned to the calm pool water, gradually without a trace of ripples.

Hu Yihu sighed, and the figure of the giant above his head slowly melted. But for a moment, he seemed to have been several years old, and he was slightly breathing when he was exhausted.

Uncle Fu sat upright on the ground, and his original metal-like skin was slowly recovering. I am afraid that only after the metallic color faded, Uncle Fu could fully recover.

"Oh, you still haven't let go of the things back then. How could I feel at ease? Ah Fu, if you don't get rid of the inner demons, you will dig your own grave if you continue to practice!"

Hu Yihu slowly regulated his breathing and consumed a lot of combat power in his body. Soon, the paleness on his face eased, and his whole body exuded a domineering aura of the emperor without anger.

Uncle Fu is in a state of self-recovery. During this short period of time, he has walked back and forth from the gates of hell. The risk of combat power cultivation is really terrifying.

Hu Mo was still secretly amazed in his heart, imagining his future infinitely. At this moment, he suddenly felt like a thorn was on his back. When he raised his head, he saw Hu Yihu staring at him.

"Bastard, what's going on? Why did Ah Fu's inner demon attack? Did you do something?" Hu Yihu's tone was very serious, and his flesh-cut eyes made Hu Mo feel very uncomfortable.

"Damn! Are you wrong? This has something to do with me, I? How do I know why this old man suddenly went crazy?" Hu Mo cursed in his heart. In his eyes, Hu Yihu's image became increasingly ugly, and a little bit of favor that had originally emerged suddenly turned into nothingness.

What does this cheap grandfather have to do with him? He really wants to scold this old man now. If he had taken good care of the past Hu Mo, how could he bear so many infamous now?

"What a fucking fuck! I'm gone, I'm just wiping my butt when I traveled over? I'm not angry yet, you're here to scold me! This is too fucking unfair!" Hu Mo's anger rose very quickly. If he hadn't just seen Hu Yihu's strength as terrifying, he would have cursed a lot.

He curled his lips, snorted, and said, "Whatever you think, I don't have time to explain to you, see you again!"

Hu Mo walked towards the distance, no longer looking at Hu Yihu.

"Bad! Can't I afford to fight or hide? At worst, I'll leave this ghost place and save so many troubles!" Hu Mo could figure it out. As long as he brought enough money, wouldn't he be his world? Now as long as he gets the so-called combat power cultivation method in this continent, what's the difficulty of becoming a peerless master with the help of the Three Treasures?

Hu Yihu was immediately angry. He didn't believe that this matter would be related to Hu Mo. The question just now was just a casual question. However, he didn't expect Hu Mo to speak in this tone, which was simply a rebellious thing!

"Bastard, stop for me!" Hu Yihu roared, his breath suddenly turned a fork in the road, and he started coughing violently.

Hu Mo stopped and looked back at Hu Yihu who was coughing. His brows frowned slightly, and there was a hint of unbearableness in his heart. However, now his anger still dominated his body, which made his face still so cold, as if it had never melted for thousands of years.

In his opinion, he had a very upset life in his previous life. Now he has finally gotten out of the predicament. Will he still be so wronged and scolded?

Go fuck! Hu Mo has lived enough of this life. All he wants is freedom. As the saying goes, "Life is precious, love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be abandoned." Hu Mo has really felt this way now.

"What? Don't always look at me like an enemy. I won't take this trick! Don't bother me from now on, and I won't cause any trouble for you. Well... That's it, see you again when you have time, and you will recover slowly, so I won't disturb you." Hu Mo waved his hand, twisted his buttocks, and trotted and disappeared in front of Hu Yihu.

Hu Yihu was so angry that he looked at Hu Mo's departure back, as ugly as his face was.
Chapter completed!