Seeing Zhu Mo let out a slight laugh, the smile on Zhu Qing's face gradually disappeared: "Xiao Mo, what are you laughing at?"
Zhu Mo covered his mouth with his fingers, trying his best not to laugh, and waved his hands, "No, I just think big brother is a little cute."
"cute?"
The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and Zhu Qing suppressed his anger: "Xiao Mo, you can't be disrespectful to your brother."
"You're still preaching in this situation, brother... you're really boring."
The smile on his face froze, and Zhu Mo tore off Yang Hao's other ear with his bare hands and threw it in front of Zhu Qing.
Faced with his brother's serious provocation, Zhu Qing stood there in a daze for a moment.
Hearing Yang Hao's even more heart-wrenching screams, Zhu Qing's violent emotions completely erupted.
Taking advantage of this gap, the two huge stone hands of the statues behind him slapped Zhu Qing on the head at the same time.
With a loud bang, Zhu Qing's head should have exploded like a watermelon.
But what was shattered was not Zhu Qing's head, but the stone of the goat-headed man statue.
Zhu Qing lowered his head slightly, his fists clenched into the ground with a creaking sound.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhu Mo with cold eyes, as if he would tear him into pieces at any time.
Zhu Mo did not avoid his angry gaze at all.
The sound of Yang Hao crying beside him made Zhu Mo feel irritated. Zhu Mo scratched his ears, put one hand directly to his heart and said indifferently: "It's so noisy."
“It’s finally quiet.”
"Right, big brother?"
Zhu Mo tore off his black robe, and a strong holy light emanated from his body.
The holy light dispelled the surrounding darkness, revealing Zhu Mo's extraordinarily handsome face. He looked at Zhu Qing in the distance, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
...
Daniel kept gasping for breath and looked at Han Ningchu in horror.
The surrounding environment was in a mess.
Those who don’t know would think that he and Han Ningchu fought back and forth, and were evenly matched, so the scene looked so tragic.
Little did he know that he was being beaten by Han Ningchu from beginning to end and he had no choice but to run away.
"What a terrible woman..."
Daniel's military uniform had become tattered and his face was covered in blood. He was tightly gripping the saber in his hand with a panicked look on his face.
Until now, he still didn't understand what abilities Han Ningchu had as a saint.
All he knew was her iron fists that had the destructive power of an atomic bomb.
When Han Ningchu heard the noises coming from behind him, he couldn't help but worry about Zhu Mo's safety.
After all, a monster-level saint like Zhu Qing is not as easy to deal with as the foreigner in front of him.
If that monster with the power to destroy the world was really angered, even Zhu Mo's life would be in danger.
"I don't have time to mess around with you. Let me finish it with one punch."
Han Ningchu tightened the glove on his left hand, his lips slightly curled up, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing Han Ningchu looking down on him, Daniel, trembling all over, whispered, "I transformed my entire body."
"Do you really think I can't hurt you? I still have one last killer move, which was originally reserved for Qi Wei... but now it seems I have to use it in advance."
Daniel took off his tattered shirt and the short-sleeved shirt underneath.
There was actually a cylindrical hole in the center of his stomach, and in that hole, there was a faint red light.
"Anyway, come with me to see God."
Daniel opened his mouth wide, threw down the saber, stuffed his entire hand into his mouth and took out the cylindrical luminous object covered with saliva.
Han Ningchu looked at Daniel quietly with a calm expression, and had no intention of killing Daniel immediately.
Daniel inserted the cylindrical light object into the cavity in his stomach, and it actually filled it up.
"Haha... Let's go to see God together. I will blow the entire Ruble Hall to the ground, and drag so many of you down with me. My death will be worth it. Unfortunately... I may not be able to kill Qi Wei at this level."
"Forget it, who doesn't have some regrets in life..."
Daniel's entire body turned extremely red, emitting a strong red light.
A sharp alarm sounded inside his body, and Daniel ran towards Han Ningchu resolutely.
At this moment, there was no more fear in his eyes when he faced Han Ningchu, but it was filled with hatred.
"Go to hell!" Daniel roared and rushed towards Han Ningchu.
"It's a pity that you can't kill me no matter what you do."
Han Ningchu looked at Daniel's actions indifferently, and punched the ground with his left fist.
The ground exploded and a deafening roar echoed through the sky.
The airflow generated by this punch alone blew away the tiles on the surrounding walls.
The ceiling was breached and rubble poured down like a rainstorm.
Han Ningchu looked down at the bottomless pit, dusted himself off, and waited for a moment: "It was too weak, so weak that I didn't hear any explosion at all."
On the other side, the second general who heard the loud noise grinned and looked at Qi Wei: "The white ghost seems to have been killed. I can't feel his breath anymore."
The second general trembled and knocked on the dragon-headed cane in his hand, and continued: "Xiao Qi, can you do it here alone? I will go over there to help the young master stop the head of the Han family..."
Qi Wei shook the bell in his hand and glanced at the old man: "Hey, if you, an old man, think your life is too long, then go quickly."
"Except for me and the young master, I guess no one can be her opponent."
Just as he finished speaking, a beam of dazzling golden light shot over, and Qi Wei was so frightened that he rolled over in panic to avoid it.
Looking at Xiang Fan standing on the wall, he sighed: "Huh~ I was scared to death. You almost broke my bell."
"Eh? This is awesome! Old man, do you want this for me?"
The second general patted his head and nodded reluctantly, "Well, I'll practice with the old guy then."
"Brother Xiang Fan, go deal with that Taoist priest. I'll take care of this old man."
Zhou Lu rushed over and stood in front of the two generals, smiling and saying, "Long time no see, Mr. Guo Zixun. It seems that you are still in good health."
The second general slightly opened his tightly closed eyes and said enthusiastically as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years: "Hey, Xiao Zhou. I didn't expect you to be this big already. Now you don't want to follow Brother Zhu Shang?"
"Oh, look at my memory. You've been with the young master for a long time, right?"
"Yeah, we haven't seen each other for a long time... I was the dumbest when you taught me martial arts. You lost so much hair because of me."
When Zhou Lu saw Guo Zixun, memories of his time under Zhu Shang emerged in his mind.
Both of them were working under Zhu Shang at the time. After many years, not only did their masters change, but Zhu Shang also passed away not long ago. It's really sad to think about it.
Because of his strained relationship with Zhu Qing, Zhou Lu was unable to attend Zhu Shang's funeral.
Unexpectedly, the two met again under such circumstances many years later.
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