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Feng Xingtong was not clear about the other party's strength.
Use [Conscript the Spirit and Summon the General] to forcibly summon the opponent from the previous round, the immortal from Deng Youfu's family.
He is a reckless man named 'Liu Kunsheng'.
But before Feng Xingtong could make a move, Wang Bing forcibly summoned him using the [Spirit Capture and General Sent] technique, intending to devour Liu Kunsheng using the 'Spirit Subduing Method'.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Feng Xingtong summoned old man Wang Zizhong and used his ability to stimulate the acupuncture points all over the body. Only then was he able to forcibly summon Liu Kunsheng back and return him to the Deng brothers.
It was precisely because of this that Wang Bing became furious. Another person who dared to disobey him was simply unforgivable!
Feng Xingtong didn't know the situation yet. He half-knelt on the ground and said with a wry smile.
"Brother Wang, I recognize this match."
But before he could finish his words, he heard an angry shout in his ear. He looked up and saw Wang Bing with a ferocious face coming up to him.
With his fingers aligned, he stabbed Feng Xingtong's throat with a knife. The powerful force made Feng Xingtong fly backwards.
The air was filled with the blood he spat out, and he finally fell heavily to the ground, his face covered in blood.
"Want to give up? How can such a good thing happen? I missed such a good supplement!"
"Why don't you use that thing on your body to make up for me!"
Wang Bing pointed his finger at Feng Xingtong, and the power of [Conscripting Spirits and Sending Generals] was fully unleashed, and a ball of black gas was directly sucked out of Feng Xingtong's body.
The black energy was pinched by Wang Bing, and then it appeared in human form, an old man.
Wang Bing grabbed his neck, his eyes gleaming with a hideous smile.
"That's interesting. It turns out that it was an old man who made you so strong!"
"That's right, then let me first have a taste of what abilities this old man can bring to me!"
"Let go of Grandpa Zizhong!"
Feng Xingtong said with difficulty that he wanted to recall Wang Zizhong, but he was powerless. Whether in terms of information or the ability to [Conscript Spirits and Dispatch Generals], he was much weaker than the other party.
But Wang Bing didn't care and opened his mouth wide, wanting to swallow old man Wang Zizhong.
There was no stopping and no one spoke. In other words, there was one person who spoke, a girl, but her voice was too weak.
Because even the old Taoist priest just watched quietly and chose not to intervene.
When he was not the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, he could do whatever he wanted without fear.
But that’s not possible now. The higher he sits, the more people will depend on him for survival.
Every move he makes will be targeted.
Unless it is something he thinks is important and worth paying for.
Feng Xingtong is not qualified, or rather, even he feels that he is not qualified.
Only those related to "Tianshidu", "Thirty-six Thieves" and "Jiashen Rebellion" are sufficient.
That was when Feng Xingtong was completely enveloped in despair.
huh~
A treasure flew across the sky.
This was something no one had expected, and by the time the referee discovered it, it was already too late and there was no way to stop it.
Only the old Taoist priest quietly watched the track left by the treasure in the air. He could stop it, but there was no need to.
"Let me tell you, no one can disobey me, not even your father Feng Zhenghao!"
Wang Bing laughed wildly and was about to swallow Wang Zizhong in one gulp when a magic weapon came and pierced through his palm.
Blood spilled on the ground.
He first stared blankly at the sword in his hand, his pupils suddenly constricted, and then an uncontrollable scream came out.
"Ahhhh!"
Who, who the hell did this?
He looked towards the audience, and then saw Su Mo with his hands folded, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Feng Xingtong also hurriedly summoned old man Wang Zizhong who fell because Wang Bing let go, and then looked at Su Mo with gratitude.
Just by seeing the appearance of the treasure just now, he knew it was Su Mo who did it.
Without even having time to say thank you, he stood up and ran away in a panic, leaving only a few words for the referee.
"I surrender!"
If he didn't run away, he was afraid that his grandfather Zhizhong would be kidnapped again. At that moment, he had already experienced the pain of wanting to die.
As for revenge?
He would definitely report it, but not now.
After Feng Xingtong leaves.
Su Mocai said calmly: "Bastard, can't you hear others surrender?"
"You really want to play? Do you want to play a game with me?"
This was his way of repaying the favor he had owed Feng Zhenghao, and it was also something he had planned when he first arrived at Longhu Mountain.
Su Mo never owes anyone any favor.
Since he and the Wang family are at war to the death anyway, he doesn't mind adding some fuel to the fire.
The referee finally reacted at this time. He first glanced at the old Taoist's expression, and seeing that he had no expression, he turned around and spoke seriously.
"Contestant Su Mo, interfering is against our competition rules!"
"What rules were broken? I think this bastard is the one who broke the rules of the game, right?"
Su Mo chuckled.
This time, the people behind him began to support him. Of course, this was because Su Mo was taking the lead and Lu Linglong was leading the team.
"Yes, Feng Xingtong has already given up the competition, why should the battle continue!"
Lu Linglong was also a little angry. From what she saw just now, the other party seemed to be planning to eat Feng Xingtong's grandfather Zi Zhong directly.
It’s okay for Su Mo to intervene this time!
"Rules are rules!"
The referee seemed particularly ruthless: "Feng Xingtong did not say the word 'surrender' at the end."
At this time, Su Mo turned around and said with a smile: "So what you mean is that I could have just killed Zhang Lingyu directly, after all, he didn't choose to admit defeat at the last moment."
Now it was the Taoist priest's turn to shut up.
While they were chatting, there was a pair of eyes staring at Su Mo.
Why!
My grandfather never hit me, how dare you, a piece of trash, hit me?
Wang Bing's eyes were red, and the resentment in his heart reached its limit. He hated Su Mo!
It's obvious that this kind of trash should be stepped on by me, and should kneel down in front of me and kowtow to admit his mistakes!
Why does this kind of trash dare to hurt myself?
He also hates the old master!
Why didn't you help me block the treasure? You even dared to let my precious body get hurt.
He even began to hate his own grandfather. Why should he participate in such a rubbish competition? Why couldn't he just let Lu Jin teach him the [Tian Tong Lu]?
In this way, wouldn't he be safe from getting hurt?
He opened his mouth and was about to curse, but the next second Wang Ai appeared next to his grandson.
The appearance of the backstage made him give up the mood to curse, and instead he said resentfully: "Grandpa, it hurts so much, it hurts so much! I want to make that rubbish be torn apart and skinned alive by me, and never be able to be reborn!"
Wang Ai glanced at Su Mo coldly, then turned back and spoke softly to comfort him.
"It's okay, my eldest grandson. That trash is already dead. Grandpa has called everyone and won't let him escape."
"Then leave him to me!"
"Okay, I'll leave it to you later."
"I want to eat the elf just now!"
"Okay, okay, Grandpa will go find Feng Zhenghao."
"What about that old man Lu Jin's Tongtian Lu?
".When the time comes, Grandpa will take that piece of garbage and try to see if it can be replaced."
Don’t you, Lu Jin, like to protect Su Mo? Then let’s see if you are willing to give up the Tongtian Talisman to try to exchange Su Mo!
After comforting his precious grandson, Wang Ai hit the ground with his crutches, his face as dark as water, and he glanced at the old Heavenly Master, wondering what he was thinking.
"We withdraw from the Luotian Grand Ceremony!"
In the end, he took Wang Bing and left directly.
After winning this match, the next one will be Wang Bing VS Su Mo. How could he let the two of them fight?
I can only withdraw from the competition.
Su Mo watched the two men leave coldly, and then looked at his trump card - Lu Linglong.
"Little Su Mo, being too arrogant will bring about a fatal disaster."
The old Taoist priest whispered something when Su Mo passed by him.
He had neither a favorable nor unfavorable feeling towards Su Mo, but he just didn't want him to be too arrogant, in order to avoid him doing something in the future that would force him to destroy him.
Su Mo smiled at what the old Taoist said. He knew that the other party was talking about the attitude towards the Wang family.
He also wanted to say something about this.
"Master Heavenly Master, whether I accept it or not, I will definitely be targeted by the Wang family. It's better to do it all at once."
In that situation, even if he knelt on the ground and refused, the Wang family would not let him go.