Chengdongcheng is a six-star control disciple with a mental strength of more than 600 kilograms. This slave soldier made of bronze weighs at least three to four hundred kilograms. If it is smashed solidly like this, Jun Mo will definitely turn into meat paste.
"Nonsence!"
Jun Mo didn't move on the spot, standing with his hands behind his back, but he spat out a mouthful of saliva at the bronze hammer that was smashed in the air.
"Is this guy out of his mind and looking for death?"
Everyone stared dumbfounded at Jun Mo's sudden weird behavior, and the same thoughts arose in their hearts.
"Young Master Mo, be careful!"
Tian Houzhong screamed instinctively. He raised his hand and hit the bronze hammer with a crescent knife. He tried his best, but the crescent knife was directly bounced away.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and something happened suddenly that made everyone wipe their eyes out.
A mouthful of spit!
It was such a seemingly random spit that knocked Chen Dongcheng's hundreds of kilograms of bronze hammer backwards.
"impossible!"
Chen Dongcheng was stunned and didn't even react at all. He just stared blankly as the bronze hammer hit him back.
"Idiot! If you don't hide, you are courting death!"
Ye Kai was furious, and slashed Chen Dongcheng away with a sideways palm. The bronze hammer hit the ground with a bang, splashing countless bluestone fragments and flying backwards. Suddenly, the guards behind him screamed, but the weaker one among the guards
The weak ones were injured by gravel.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Murong Fu suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly. He pointed at the guards behind Jun Mo and sneered: "No matter who you are, if you dare to help this bastard like this, you will die!"
"Uncle Bo! Take action! Kill all these guys!" Murong Fu seemed to be talking to himself, looking at Jun Mo and others like a group of dead people.
"Uncle Bo?"
Jun Mo smiled coldly, casually grabbed back, lifted up a skinny old man with a drooped head, and threw it in front of Murong Fu: "Your Uncle Bo, I'm afraid he can't hear what you said!"
The so-called Uncle Bo was just a control master with five-star strength. Jun Mo had long ago summoned a king-level fighting spirit and killed him calmly.
"you you……"
Murong Fu turned pale with shock, his face turned ashen, and he pointed at Jun Mo, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"What? Are you scared? Hahahaha!"
Jun Mo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. He wanted to suppress him like this, retaliate like this, kill these bastards like this! Only by settling the old scores with your own hands can you feel the boundless pleasure, and can you completely vent your feelings for Young Master Jun in the past.
Suppress the resentment accumulated in the body for more than ten years!
What a relief and joy this is!
For a moment, Jun Mo felt that his body and soul were one. This body was completely and completely integrated with him.
"Ding dong!"
The prompt sounded suddenly: "Congratulations, you have triggered the condition for increasing your strength from time to time. Your mental strength has been increased to 7992 kilograms. You have truly reached the peak of the three-star control disciple. Please increase your strength as soon as possible to better complete the next tasks.
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"This can also improve your strength!"
Jun Mo was overjoyed. Sure enough, the sky has eyes, and the "Flower Protector's Book" clearly understood everything. This made it clear that he would be overjoyed! It would be even more wonderful!
"Say, Murong Fu, Ye Kai, Chen Dongcheng, and you, you, you! What do you call the Thirteenth Young Master? Do you want to go on your own and go on your way? Or should I take my brother and give you a ride?"
Jun Mo said very calmly. After unexpectedly improving his strength, Jun Mo became kind-hearted and decided to give Murong Fu and others a chance to do it themselves!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Murong Fu burst out laughing: "What a joke, you, Jun Mo, dare to offer us a ride? Do you know? You are looking for death. Once we die, your Jun family, Tian family, and your Ximen and Nangong
My family will be completely annihilated in the raging anger of the local aristocratic families headed by my Murong family!"
"right!"
Chen Dongcheng burst into laughter: "You are so ignorant that you are worthy of shouting in front of our Thirteenth Young Master Jiang'an? Are you worthy of pointing our fingers? Going on the road? Who the hell is going on the road? Who the hell gives me a ride?
I see you should go home obediently, follow the example of your cowardly father, stay at Jun's house, stay at the county magistrate's mansion, and be your young magistrate!"
"Really? I think this ignorant thing is you!"
Jun Mo's face turned cold, and the kindness he had just gained from his unexpected increase in strength disappeared. His big hand suddenly flew into the air, and a giant palm simulated by his mind pinched Chen Dongcheng's neck and lifted it up in the air.
"Ah! You...let me go quickly, my ancestor will not let you go!"
Chen Dongcheng's face turned red immediately, but Jun Mo still allowed him to speak smoothly. Only by making these bastards frightened, trembled, trembled, and frightened would they die peacefully and comfortably.
"Ancestor? Who the hell is your ancestor?"
Jun Mo flicked his fingers, and a sharp sword energy simulated by his mind flashed away and sank into Chen Dongcheng's thigh, bringing up a large amount of flesh and blood.
"ah!"
Chen Dongcheng screamed and struggled desperately. A hole as big as a bowl appeared on the inner side of his thigh. Even the white bones could be seen clearly. The bright red blood dripped to the ground with a ticking sound.
"Stop! Jun Mo, if you don't want to die, stop now!"
Ye Kai's face turned green. Without thinking, he grabbed it in the air. His heart was gushing out, but it was a palm-shaped high-grade slave soldier. He wanted to capture Chen Dongcheng.
"You fucking stop it!"
Jun Mo roared, raised his hand and slapped him in the air. He heard a boom, not only scattered the high-grade slave soldiers into pieces, but also slapped Ye Kai's face, sending him flying into the air.
Knocked down a large number of guards.
"Uh...oh..."
Ye Kai vomited blood and fainted immediately. Half of his face was bloody and completely gone.
"Wow!"
The stunned guards finally came to their senses and dutifully protected the Thirteenth Young Master, except for Chen Dongcheng, who was still being held in mid-air by Jun Mo's giant hand.
"Jun Mo! You are dead! You are really dead this time!"
Murong Fu's face finally regained some color. Originally, he was a nine-star control disciple. Among the thirteen young men in Jiang'an, he was the strongest. At this time, he was protected by many guards, and his confidence also increased a lot. He recovered.
Arrogant arrogance.
"Dead? I think you are dead! Not only you, but also your Murong family, Ye, Chen, Wang and other aristocratic families will be crushed by my father's iron army for the crime of treason!"
Jun Mo said coldly, he had already determined the crime of Murong Fu and other aristocratic families. Anyway, it was what he was about to do. To say it like this was to completely stimulate Murong Fu and others and make them crazy!
"Hahaha! What a big joke!"
Murong Fu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Just because of your Jun family? Just because of your weak and incompetent Sheriff father? How dare you pretend to be public for personal gain and use the power of the court to deal with us? Once my ancestors are alerted, a slap can easily be done.
Shoot your Jun family into ashes!"
"Is it?"
Jun Mo smiled coldly, waved his big hand violently, and threw Chen Dongcheng in mid-air into the pile of guards. Then he grabbed him out, and transformed his mind into a huge palm, and slapped all the guards around Murong Fu away.
The third update is here today, Jun Mo has already begun to exert his efforts, everyone should also exert their efforts!