When Su Mu bumped into the main building, the entire main building shook violently.
Ye Wanqiu, Ning Yan, and Mo Liusu turned pale with fright, and An Haimei even covered her mouth and screamed in shock.
Only Zhu Ruirui and Xie Yutong, with nervous expressions on their faces, flew to the window and stared at the deep ditch.
The background of the Hongwu Zhu family is indeed beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
The personal guards around Zhu Ruirui and Xie Yutong were also real super masters, so they would not think that Su Mu would be beaten to death.
The Zhu family's manor in Dongyang covers a large area. Behind the manor is a standard 18-hole private golf course, a horse racing land, and a forest with well-preserved original features.
Not to mention other things, just raising horses and maintaining lawns cost half a million yuan every day.
This is just one of the many manors of the Zhu family.
Su Mu slowly climbed out of the deep ditch.
All the clothes on his body were torn to pieces, leaving only a pair of pale white loose pants.
The strange thing is that his whole body is covered with dirt, but there is no dirt on his big pants, they are as clean as new.
The Tianxing Sect raises a very special kind of silkworm called the Celestial Silkworm. It is different from ordinary silkworms. This kind of Celestial Silkworm is one meter long and has a snow-white body. It only spins silk once every ten years.
Every time a big cocoon is formed, it can wrap up a person.
The silk produced by this silkworm is about as thick as a human hair and can be as long as a kilometer.
And this piece of silkworm silk, which is as thin as a human hair, can easily lift ten tons of weight.
This is a specialty of the Tianxing Sect. The quantity is very small, so it is extremely precious. Clothes made of woven silk can be worn for a lifetime without washing. Not only will they not get dirty, they will not wear out, and they also have terrifying defense against bullets.
They all can't be penetrated.
This kind of sky silk is too precious, so the silk cloth needs to be cut using special processing methods, and it is impossible to color it, let alone make it into modern-style clothes.
Su Mu has been wearing two pairs of sky silk pants since he entered the world at the age of fifteen.
The biggest advantage of this thing is to prevent yourself from being exposed.
At his level of strength, ordinary clothes worn on his body are more fragile than paper and cannot withstand the power of ancient warriors.
Just like now.
The clothes on his body were all ordinary fabrics and had long since turned into powder.
Taking a look at the deep ditch, Su Mu shook his head mockingly.
Is it invincible?
no.
It's intentional.
He wanted to see the true strength of this old guy.
In this way, he can know some details about the other party.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
Su Mu can boast very proudly. Since his debut, he has escaped but has never been defeated.
He really has never been defeated.
From where Su Mu was standing, he could just see the middle-aged man through the big hole he had made in the corner of the main building of the manor.
The other party is also looking at him.
Seeing Su Mu standing up like a normal person, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.
Suddenly, he took action again.
The whole person was as fast as lightning and rushed towards Su Mu again.
It's at least 150 meters away and will be there in a blink of an eye.
Su Mu was blown away again.
In the main hall, time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
"No, I...!"
Ye Wanqiu burst into tears suddenly, his whole body was shaking violently and he was on the verge of collapse.
Xie Yutong glanced at the housekeeper on the side. The housekeeper walked quietly behind Ye Wanqiu and gently touched her neck.
"Xiaoyan, go and accompany Wanqiu. Don't worry, Su Mu will be fine."
At this time, Su Mu stood up from the second deep ditch he plowed.
Shaking his head and moving his hands and feet, he gave the middle-aged man an extremely evil smile.
"Old guy, you are the strongest person besides my master since I debuted."
"I am no match for you now."
"It's just a pity that you are going to die."
"I will kill you."
"I have a secret, and anyone who knows my secret...!"
The smile on Su Mu's face became more and more relaxed.
The pupils of the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
"Junior, you...!"
Su Mu was still laughing, laughing so hard that he deserved a beating:
"For thousands of years in the Tianxing Sect, everyone has been shouting for beatings. Therefore, before I joined the world, my master taught me to be low-key. In order to prevent me from not knowing the importance, I killed some of the favorites of other sects. Therefore, the old guy is here for me.
Two seals are arranged in the meridians."
"Hey, one of them, I call it the angry battle."
"From the age of fifteen to now, I have only unlocked the seal of the Furious War five times."
"Today is the sixth time."
"It's a pity that I can't resist you at first."
"But there is another one, called... mad war."
"That's a seal that I...never broke."
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen something incredible.
"This is not your...power...!"
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away at this moment.
pity.
When the idea of escape first came up, it disappeared.
Su Mu moved.
wrong.
He was imprisoned in the same place, and Su Mu came directly in front of him as if strolling in the garden, slowly stretched out his hand and put his hand around his neck.
In fact, it was Su Mu who was too fast.
Lightning is not as fast as him.
Gone in a flash.,
All this happens in just a tenth of a second.
The picture is still.
He stood behind the middle-aged man.
On his hand, there was a dead head that refused to rest in peace.
Behind him, a headless corpse stood in place, like a stone sculpture.
The middle-aged man turned into a headless corpse.
Then, a bloody arrow suddenly shot from the middle-aged man's broken neck like a high-pressure water gun, shooting straight into the air for a full fifty meters.
When his strength reaches the level of a middle-aged man, there is no way to describe it in words.
The strength of his muscles, bones, and blood vessels is at least dozens or even hundreds of times that of ordinary people.
Just like a gas tank, of the same size, the greater the pressure, the more it contains, and the greater the power when it explodes.
Su Mu sighed reluctantly, and while the blood rain was falling, he carried the head and walked out.
"That's the feeling, the powerful feeling!"
In the manor, the super master next to Xie Yutong looked as if he had seen a ghost.
This picture is so shocking.
The super master who confronted him fled without a trace the first time.
"How can this kid be so strong?"
This is not the power he should have.
When Du Kairong and others saw the human head in Su Mu's hand, they were all frightened to death.
They are not stupid.
What level, what circle to play in.
Have you ever seen an elephant and an ant staying together?
Have you ever seen an elephant care about how many ants it crushed?
This group of high-class gangsters who had to walk sideways in Qingmen were collectively incontinent.
Su Mu just casually threw the head in front of the frightened Du Kairong.
Du Kairong didn't have the same magnanimity at this time. He was covered in chaff, and looking at Su Mu was like looking at a devil.
"You...don't come over."
Su Mu curled his lips, raised his hand and waved it twice in front of his nose in disgust, as if there was some urine smell in the air.
"Take this head back and send a message for me. I will write down what happened this time. I am not in the mood to settle accounts with you now. I will talk about it when I am free. By the way, I would like to remind you and the people behind you, Qian
Ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand, don't touch my woman. This is why I am so talkative this time."
After Su Mu finished speaking, he smiled strangely at Du Kairong:
"By the way, I have a message for your grandfather Du Yuanliang. Let's talk about Brother Xiao Mu five years ago and ask him for blessings and peace."
These words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Du Kairong's head.
He looked at Su Mu in horror:
"You, you, you...you are...!"
It broke the sky.
If he had known earlier, he would never have come to Dongyang if he was beaten to death.