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- Su Mo didn't say anything. Whether or not to kill Mr. Mochizuki depends on the actual situation.
If Master Mochizuki and the other two early martial saints were all beheaded, then he would let Master Mochizuki survive.
After all, his main purpose is to stir up conflicts between the Shangqing Shrine and the Batian Clan. If they are all beheaded, the effect will be too bad.
He also needs a strong man to survive in the Moon Tower, and to inform the Tyrant Clan about this matter.
At this time, Ming Han looked at Su Mo and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Shangguan, there is one thing I want to remind you. Although Mr. Mochizuki is only a mid-stage martial saint, he is a genius. His combat power is almost comparable to that of a late-stage martial saint. How can you Are you sure?"
Ming Han couldn't be more familiar with Mr. Mochizuki. After all, they were talking about martial arts together just a moment ago.
"I'm sure!" Su Mo nodded.
"confident?"
Hearing this, Ming Han shook his head slightly, and said: "You are just an ordinary warrior in the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm, with low strength, don't underestimate Mr. Wangyue.
Ming Han didn't think Su Mo was so strong. After all, if he was a genius fighter, he wouldn't be in such a bad situation.
"I won't underestimate it!" Su Mo said in a deep voice.
"Okay then, let's go!"
Ming Han didn't say much anymore. Since Su Mo was confident, he didn't have to worry about it. He greeted everyone and headed towards the ancient city of Wangyue again.
"Senior brother Ming Han, should we hide our identities?" Qu Yafei asked in a deep voice beside Ming Han.
"No, to deal with Xi Yuan in the Shenguang Temple, you must hide your identity, but Wangyuelou doesn't need it!" Ming Han shook his head, indicating that going to Wangyuelou has nothing to do with the Batian Clan.
"Yes!" Qu Ya nodded.
In a short while, everyone came to the top of the ancient city of Wangyue, and below them was a huge building complex.
These buildings are all composed of towers, and each tower is hundreds of feet high, like ancient trees in the sky, in the ancient city of Wangyue.
Whoosh!
A figure flew up from the tower below. It was a fat young man in brocade clothes with a fair complexion.
"Brother Ming, why are you back?"
The young man came in front of Su Mo and the others, clasped his fists slightly at Ming Han, and asked puzzledly.
Earlier, he had just parted with Ming Han, and the other party actually came back. What's the matter?
"Master Mochizuki, I'm looking for your father!" Ming Han said with a slight smile.
"So I'm looking for my father, please!" Mr. Mochizuki's eyes flickered slightly, he glanced at Su Mo and the others, and then waved his hand to invite him.
"Hehe, the Holy King of Ming Han is here, so welcome!"
At this moment, a hearty laughter came from the tower below, and then a middle-aged man soared into the sky.
This person is a middle-aged man, his face is very similar to that of Mr. Mochizuki, his figure is also slightly fat, and he is wearing a fancy dress.
This person is none other than Mochizuki Louzhu, a saint-king powerhouse.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Mochizuki came to Ming Han.
"Holy King Minghan, please!" Wangyue Lord raised his arm and also extended an invitation to Minghan.
"No need!" Seeing this, Ming Han smiled slightly, with an undetectable smile in his eyes.
"Why?" Upon hearing the words, the landlord Wangyue and Mr. Wangyue were both slightly taken aback, not knowing why.
"Because, you are already dead!"
Ming Leng laughed, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly flourished, he punched out suddenly, and the sound of Mochizuki Louzhu.
With one punch, the thick fist formed a huge piece of solid ice, and attacked and killed Wangyue Louzhu.
At the same time, the temperature in the entire ancient city of Wangyue suddenly plummeted, like the Nine Nether Hell, bitingly cold.
Mochizuki's body was frozen almost instantly, and he had no time to react.
Boom!
With a bang, the fist turned into solid ice, and hit Wang Yuezhu's body fiercely, like a meteor hitting the ground.
The booming sound shook the sky, and the ice debris was waste. Mochizuki had no strength to resist, and was directly turned into residue under the bombardment of Quan Mang, scattered in all directions, scattered between the sky and the earth.
And the buildings of the Wangyue Tower below, under the influence of countless ice shards, also collapsed one after another, screaming loudly.
Hiss! hiss! hiss!
Three gasps sounded at the same time. Qu Ya, Luo Rong, and Jian Zhong were shocked, and their eyes widened.
one strike!
&nThis process was extremely short, and it was just a matter of two tricks.
After all, with Jian Zhong's cultivation at the Martial Saint Realm, it is only a matter of flipping the palm of the opponent's martial artist below the Martial Saint Realm.
Although many people escaped from the Mochizuki Tower, they were all insignificant shrimps.
Those semi-sages and high-ranking warriors were all wiped out with just two palms.
"Trash!" Jian Zhong stood in the air, looking at Su Mo in the distance with disdain in his eyes.
He also didn't expect that this Shangguan Hao's strength is so rubbish, and his cultivation in the late stage of the martial saint realm is not the one-stroke enemy of the middle stage martial saint Mochizuki.
The most important thing is that the power displayed by Mr. Mochizuki's knife just now, that is, the strength of an ordinary late-stage martial artist, is not too terrifying, but he defeated Shangguan Hao with one move.
That is to say, the strength of this Shangguan Hao is much weaker than that of ordinary late-stage martial saints.
This is embarrassing. It is obviously a late martial saint realm cultivation base, but its combat power is weaker than the average late martial saint.
This is simply the weakest late martial artist!
Jian Zhong shook his head secretly. He had seen many late-stage martial saints, but he had never seen such a weak late-stage martial saint as Su Mo.
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