The controller guard behind Tian Houzhong suddenly spoke.
Jun Mo's heart tightened, but he remained calm on the surface, watching how Tian Houzhong handled the matter.
"Uncle Jian, Dad said that you are only responsible for my safety and cannot interfere with my actions!"
Tian Houzhong's face turned cold and he looked directly at Jun Mo without even turning his head, his eyes shining.
"right here?"
Tian Houzhong asked Jun Mo. It was obviously not a question of whether he dared or not, but a question of where to do it.
"Brothers!"
Jun Mo felt hot in his heart, Tian Houzhong asked back, that is complete support and complete trust.
He patted Tian Houzhong's shoulder calmly, and a gentle and huge mental force rushed into Tian Houzhong's body, directly promoting Tian Houzhong from a four-star control disciple to the peak of a five-star control disciple.
"Young Master Mo!"
Tian Houzhong was moved to tears. This one-star difference saved him at least half a year of hard work!
"Improve your mental strength with your bare hands!"
Uncle Jian's eyes widened when he saw it. He and Tian Houzhong were closest to each other. Jun Mo used his strength to forcibly improve Tian Houzhong's strength. He felt the most profoundly. With this move, the strength of the young master of the Jun family was far above him.
, maybe even above the current head of the Tian family.
After all, even if the head of the family, whose strength is close to that of a general, wants to improve the young master's strength, he has to use a lot of elixirs and elixirs, and spend a lot of energy to do it. The young master of the Jun family has done it in a matter of seconds. This has already been done.
It's not as high as he can reach.
"Is it surprising that the young master of the Jun family is actually a control general? But he is only sixteen years old. Is it possible?"
Uncle Jian was suspicious, shocked, and very confused, but his young master's improvement in strength was happening in front of him like a dream, and he had to express his attitude to some extent.
"Congratulations, young master!"
Uncle Jian looked ecstatic, suppressing his suspicion deep in his heart, and even his cold expression softened a lot.
"Haha! Ever since we were young, Mr. Mo has never let me down, my brother!"
Tian Houzhong burst into laughter, waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "If you try to kill me, you will be killed by me!"
"Why are you still standing there? You all want to die! Kill them all! Kill them all!"
Murong Guang finally came back to his senses from the severe pain. Looking at the guards confronting each other, he was furious. He pulled his neck and roared. The huge pain caused him to roll his eyes again and almost fainted.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
The slave soldiers all over the sky suddenly became fierce and ruthless. The guards on both sides controlled the slave soldiers with all their strength. They called at the vital positions of the opponent's body and started to fight with real swords and guns.
"Uncle Jian! Take action and deal with them all. I will bear all the consequences!"
Tian Houzhong waved his hand decisively and said to Tian Jian.
"Yes, Master!"
Tian Jian nodded, stepped forward, waved his hand expressively, and slashed down the opponent's guards with a sword light several feet long in the air.
Tian Jian was very casual in dealing with these guards who were seven-star control disciples with the highest strength, and they were only as strong as eight-star control disciples.
"How dare an eight-star control disciple be so arrogant! You are seeking death!"
A middle-aged guard who had been guarding Murong Guang was furious. He jumped up and a bloody sword about ten feet long shot out of the air and slashed towards the sword light.
"Hmph! A mere nine-star control disciple, carrying a handful of mid-grade slave soldiers, you have the right to be arrogant in front of me!"
Tian Jian snorted coldly, his aura suddenly changed, and there was already a gray long sword in his hand, "Shadow-cutting sword, break through thousands of shadows!"
Tian Jian shouted loudly, slashed down with his sword in the air, and a sword that was transformed into a sword that was several feet long, shattered the blood-colored sword into pieces, turning it into bloody fragments that scattered all over the sky.
The middle-aged guard stepped back several steps with a horrifying look on his face: "Controller! You are actually a Controller!"
"What's wrong with the controller? Uncle Qi, I'll leave this guy to you!"
Murong Guang suddenly shouted coldly and said to a middle-aged man behind him.
Jun Mo's eyes lit up. Murong Guang had his balls exploded by his kick. In the blink of an eye, he was so full of energy and jumping up and down. It was obviously the middle-aged guard whom he called Uncle Qi.
He did not hesitate to expend his own energy to temporarily stabilize his injuries and allow him to jump around for a while.
"As a controller, how dare you take action inside Jiang'an City and seek death!"
The middle-aged guard known as the Seventh Uncle stepped forward, and a surge of mental energy rushed towards him.
"Three-star Controller!"
Tian Jian's expression changed greatly, he protected Tian Houzhong and Jun Mo behind him, and whispered: "Young Master Mo, Master, I will stop him, you run away!"
"run?"
The middle-aged guard snorted coldly and grabbed it with his big hand.
A giant palm with a radius of about ten feet was immediately shaped by his mental power, and it grabbed Jun Mo, Tian Houzhong and Tian Jian head-on. The violent mental power surged and imprisoned the three of them in place, unable to move at all.
.
This makes it clear that we will take down Jun Mo and the others in one fell swoop!
"Young Master Mo, I will leave it to you!"
Tian Jian roared fiercely and was about to hit his chest with his palm, unleashing his strongest combat power and fighting to the death to help Young Master Mo and Tian Houzhong escape from the trap.
"Uncle Jian! No need!"
Jun Mo suddenly patted Tian Jian on the shoulder, and his strong heart immediately calmed down Tian Jian's violent heart.
Immediately, under Tian Jian's wide eyes, Jun Mo shuddered, his aura rose rapidly, and with a backhand palm, a bigger and more powerful palm was formed by his mental power in an instant, and with a pop,
He actually directly scratched and exploded the giant palm that the middle-aged guard called Uncle Seven had imagined.
"Four-star controller!"
The middle-aged guard's eyes widened.
"Young Master Mo, you... you... you deceived my brother so hard!"
Tian Houzhong also widened his eyes in disbelief, and after hesitating for a long time, his face was full of resentment, and he started shouting like a resentful woman in a boudoir.
The brothers who "suffered" together on weekdays suddenly showed the powerful strength of a four- or five-star controller. This is too unbelievable and shocking.
Jun Mo's move also shocked all the guards who were still fighting. Young Master Jun Mo, who has always been called a waste, is actually so strong and powerful. Is this even possible?
For a moment, the guards stayed where they were.
"Young Master Mo, he turned out to be the controller! Did I see it wrong?"
"Yes! We must have seen it wrong!"
"That's right, I could clearly see that slap just now. It made me tremble with fear. I will never forget it in this life."
…
"ah!"
…
Suddenly, a guard screamed and fell to the ground, and then more screams were heard, and more guards fell to the ground and struggled desperately.
These guards were so stunned by Jun Mo's slap that they forgot to control the slave soldiers in the sky. At this time, the slave soldiers who lost control of the sky fell one after another, seriously injuring these poor guards.
"Hahahaha! It really made me laugh to death!"
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter, but it was Murong Guang who stretched out his finger and almost lost his breath with laughter:
"You all say he is a controller? Does he deserve to be a controller? What a big joke. You all don't know. This useless guy has only weighed more than ten pounds since he was a child. He can't even repair it with his mental strength. How could he be?