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Chapter 734 The World's Most Powerful Killer

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Su Mu actually didn't care much.

Although he didn't understand the other party's intentions.

However, it is impossible for the other party to start a massacre.

Or, he won't kill him.

Then, naturally, they will not kill irrelevant people.

Because if the other party is aiming to kill people from the beginning, there is no need to go through such a lot of trouble.

The other party is obviously using his power to suppress others.

This is to impact your own defense.

Women are probably Su Mu’s only weakness at present.

But if this is the case, then you should take action against Mr. Ye and the others.

Why is a Qingmen Du family involved?

But now, it's not a problem to worry about this.

What exactly is the blood descendant in the other party’s mouth?

Now Su Mu cannot tolerate much thinking.

This seemingly random step of the other party is a test and a deterrent.

Raise your foot and fall down.

Naturally, it can flow.

Su Mu, who was still in the spot, was like a stone sculpture.

His whole body suddenly became shorter.

Looking again, his knees were already sinking into an extremely hard ground.

Mr. Ye was shocked and was about to rush forward, but Xie Yutong grabbed his arm.

"Don't move."

Mr. Ye was caught in pain. He looked at Xie Yutong, and Xie Yutong shook his head coldly.

Du Kairong's circle of people was also scared.

Peat.

Is this still a human?

They all have a little bit of three-legged kung fu, but have you ever seen an ancient warrior take action?

Is this peat magic?

A man stepped forward and stepped on the person underground from the air?

If this kick is stepped on yourself, what will be the consequence?

Look at Su Mu as if he is fine, how hard is his body?

They are all human beings, why are they harder than us?

if……!

Bah, it's time, and I'm still thinking about this kind of problem. I'm so fucking ignorant of life or death.

Du Kairong's followers were scared into quails. They avoided them one by one and threw Du Kai'an, the white-skinned sheep who fell to the ground and fainted.

Su Mu glanced at the other party deeply and said softly:

"No matter who you are, you shouldn't mess with me."

After saying that, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in his body.

Click!

Kick!

Click!

Kick!

That is the sound made between the joints.

The middle-aged man's face finally changed slightly, and his eyes staring at Su Mu suddenly shrank:

"Body is like a dragon, blood is like mercury?"

Su Mu grinned as if he was going up the steps and raised his leg gently.

The calves that were trapped in the underground were pulled out so easily.

The pants below the knees and the shoes on the feet all turned into ashes.

From the beginning, the middle-aged man's eyes never left Su Mu's eyes for a moment.

Su Mu raised his right foot with a smile, glanced at it, and said with great narcissism:

"It's really white."

Then, stomp gently.

His feet are very white, but they are not very good-looking. There are several ugly-looking scars on his instep.

But these feet are full of power.

His right foot gently stomped on the ground!

The moment the soles of the feet come into contact with the ground, it seems as if time has stopped.

Buzz!!

The extremely hard marble floor under her feet seemed to have turned into mud.

If time is slow enough, you can even hear the twists and deformations of marble.

It was like stepping on the water surface, and countless splashes of water splashed out.

The splashing water suddenly changed the line in the air in a strange way, and shot it at the middle-aged man within a radius of fifty centimeters.

Puff puff puff puff!!!

The sharp howling broke through the wind and began to explode.

Then there was another burst of machine gun firing.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his hands and blocked his face.

The clothes on his body were completely beaten into sieve.

But the sharp stones hit him and all turned into pieces.

All this happened too quickly, and no one present could see clearly.

The middle-aged man slowly lowered his hands and looked at Su Mu and exclaimed:

"What a strong power!

Su Mu shrugged and praised:

"What a strong body."

Then he turned his head and nodded at Xie Yutong:

"Sister, take them in."

Xie Yutong pulled Ye Wanqiu and turned around and left without saying a word.

Needless to say, Du Kairong was the one who carried Du Kaian in all his might and retreated like a dog-like dog.

They are Du Kairong and Du Kaian's followers, and they are also from Qingmen. To put it bluntly, they are also gangsters, but they are senior gangsters.

What are the red sticks or the double flower red sticks? In their eyes, they are masters.

But this did not prevent them from knowing what a real master is.

There are eight great worshipers in Qingmen, and those are truly top experts.

But it is said that these eight great worships cannot even stop this ordinary middle-aged man with one hand.

Until Xie Yutong and the others retreated to a safe place, Su Mu only grinned at the middle-aged man:

"Why come to me?"

The middle-aged man looked at him and said seriously:

"Abide by someone."

"Who?"

"You'll know soon."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand casually.

The air couldn't stand the pressure of his hand, and it vibrated rapidly, and the hand surrounding him changed shape.

A hurricane emerged out of thin air.

That terrifying aura will be shattered when encountering everything.

The space within a radius of ten meters completely enveloped the control of his opponent's hand.

The ground at the entrance of Zhujia Manor is covered with specially polished marble, four meters long and two meters wide and half a meter thick.

Under the marble floor, there is a hard layer of rammed earth.

When a master fights, he often determines life and death in an instant.

However, when both sides have reached a certain level of strength, it is extremely rare for both sides to decide the winner in an instant.

That's it now.

Su Mu is like the sea stabilizing needle in the middle of a tsunami, still moving like a mountain.

The distance between the two is only five meters.

Middle-aged men attack too quickly.

But Su Mu was not slow either.

He raised his hand casually, just blocking the other party.

It was like a meteorite slamming the earth, and terrifying forces collided together.

have equal shares.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank again, and a solemn expression appeared on his face for the first time:

"What a genius who is rare, junior, come with me. As long as you join the Blood Seed Association, everything will be done without any consequences. You can even get the training of the Blood Seed Association."

Su Mu smiled faintly and asked:

"Do you think the disciple of Tianxing is short of good things?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, his face turned gloomy, and he said:

"Who is your master? Feng Jiuyou or Zhuo Buli?"

Su Mu smiled:

"You are not qualified to know."

"presumptuous!"

A spirit of looking down at the world suddenly emerged from the middle-aged man, and his body shot out at Su Mu.

"boom!"

Su Mu turned into a shell, bringing many afterimages, and directly broke into a corner of the main building of Zhujia Manor.

That's not all. He knocked out a snow-white line all over his body and shot out at a large green lawn behind the manor.

In an instant, he flew out more than a hundred meters, then smashed on the grass, and plowed a deep groove more than ten meters long and two meters wide on the ground.


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