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"Wang He!"
Before he could finish his words, he heard Wang Sen's hoarse voice. He looked at his clan leader and found that his whole face had turned gloomy.
"I'm sorry, Chief. I said the wrong thing. That guy is just a despicable thief!"
"Humph! We must take back what the Wang family lost, and this thief must pay a hundred times the price!"
Wang Sen said sinisterly, and even the temperature dropped several degrees because of his words.
"I'm afraid that's not possible, Xiao Wang."
Just as Wang He was about to answer confidently, he heard this voice coming from nowhere.
Looking at the murderous expression on the face of his family leader, he shook his hands in horror.
"No, that's not what I said, Patriarch!"
"I know it wasn't you. You don't have the guts to do anything while I'm still alive!"
Wang Sen slowly turned around and saw someone following him leisurely.
He was familiar with this person, and in some ways, he had to thank the person in front of him.
If it weren't for him, there would be no way that I could become the head of the Wang family, even if that old bastard Wang Ai died.
However, it was precisely because he swore to kill him that he was able to sit in this position.
Su Mo!
He didn't want to deal with Su Mo so hastily because the Wang family had a lot of troubles to deal with.
He didn't expect that before he gathered people to find him, the other party would come to him on his own initiative.
Wang Sen’s brain was working rapidly, but he couldn’t win!
Then, without any hesitation, he gave the order.
"Wang He, take Wang Li, Wang Rui and others to stop Su Mo! The rest of you, come with me and retreat quickly!"
After finishing speaking, he prepared to leave with the few people and the self-cultivation furnace behind him.
The importance of this thing is self-evident. It is also an important goal of this trip and cannot be lost!
So many people have died already, he doesn't mind a few more deaths, as long as he can take the self-cultivation furnace away.
As for fighting with Su Mo?
I'm kidding.
If others can kill Wang Ai and Wang Bing with one shot, then they can kill Wang Sen and everyone else. Why don't they leave? Are they waiting to die?
Wang Sen had finally gotten this seat, and he didn't want to leave before he even got comfortable in the seat.
He wanted to kill Su Mo, but that could only be done after he had gathered enough people and did not go up himself.
Even a mad dog will become rational when faced with a life-threatening situation.
He led his men away quickly, not forgetting to avoid the battle ahead.
There were only five or six people left.
Su Mo did not chase after Wang Sen, because if the other party remained greedy and kept the self-cultivation furnace with him, they would not be able to escape.
So he just stood there and looked at the five people in front of him with interest.
"Su Mo, if you leave now, we, the Wang family, can forgive you for killing our former clan leader. We can even form an alliance with you to ensure that you will not be found by the company!"
Wang He said calmly, and the people behind him who stayed behind with him to cover the retreat nodded in agreement.
They don't want to die here.
"Interesting, but is this something you can control?"
Su Mo walked slowly forward, and each step was light and soft on the ground, like the sound of death, which made Wang He and the other four tremble uncontrollably.
"This matter is naturally beyond my control, but you are so powerful, I don't think the clan leader will reject your existence!"
Wang He's face was sincere and his tone was respectful. The four people behind him couldn't help but nod again.
"The current patriarch of the Wang family and Wang Ai only have hatred for being suppressed. If the patriarch takes the self-cultivation furnace back and becomes a dictator, then the rest of the Wang family branches will not even count!"
"Forming an alliance with your Wang family?"
Su Mo laughed, his laughter full of disdain.
"How do you want me to form an alliance with mad dogs and rats?"
Just one sentence made Wang He stunned, and he didn't know how to continue Su Mo's words.
But Su Mo didn't care and spoke softly in a calm tone.
"This is a stain on me, an indelible shame. You should just die peacefully. This is the most correct path for you."
After hearing people comparing him to a mad dog and a rat and refusing to let him and others go, Wang He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Stop being so arrogant and ignorant! Who do you think we are? We are from the Wang family!"
A powerful energy burst out from his body, and then he roared as if to boost his confidence.
"Su Mo, I'm going to kill you!"
"I advise you not to be too bluffing when you speak." Su Mo raised the corner of his mouth, which showed his complete disdain for the five people opposite.
"Because this will only reveal your fragility and ignorance!"
[King's Treasure]——Throw with all your strength!
The entire space behind Su Mo began to ripple, and then seemed to be infected by golden color.
First, a ray of golden light appeared, and then quickly expanded like a flame, until it filled the space behind Su Mo.
I don't know how many treasures emerged from it.
"Bastards - give you an equal death!"
At his gentle command, countless treasures poured out and completely covered Wang He and the other four like raindrops.
Wang He, who had been cursing, stopped what he was doing and looked at everything in front of him with a pale face. He felt cold all over and had no intention of resisting.
Death is coming!
Chapter 170: In the face of death, arrogance is vulnerable
"This is the last time I will call you sister. Tell me, sister, have my memories been modified or distorted by you?"
Although it was a question, the irritable confirming voice no longer required any response from the other party.
Just waiting for the other party's recognition.
Ma Xianhong's face was hideous, with the veins on his face and neck clearly visible.
"And my great grandfather, is everything he suffered due to you, sister?"
"Since you don't want to believe me and even killed the substitute I trained for many years, then just treat me as the culprit if that will help you avoid the problem."
Qu Tong took back the bell in her hand expressionlessly and shook it gently.
Ripples spread out from the bell in all directions, and when Ma Xianhong heard the bell, blood flowed out of his facial features and he couldn't help but hold his head and scream.
This is an attack on the soul. For Ma Xianhong, whose soul is almost broken by the [Shuangquan Hand], this attack has a miraculous effect.
That's why he was completely suppressed by Qu Tong in this battle, even without using [Double Full Hand].
Fortunately, he had the black and white puppets by his side to protect him, otherwise Ma Xianhong would have been defeated long ago.
The strength of the two is simply not on the same level.
Ma Xianhong was completely controlled by Qu Tong. Even the abilities of all the magic weapons on his body were no longer a mystery in front of Qu Tong.
This is undoubtedly fatal to the weapon refiner.
"'Shuangquan Hands', 'Shenji Bailian', besides these two, what other 'Eight Wonders' do you know?"
Ma Xianhong's face was roaring with anger. He asked this question simply because he thought that Qu Tong might know more than just these two [Eight Wonderful Skills]!
Because he no longer believed Qu Tong's words at all.
Can create this kind of magical instrument.
His attainment in [Divine Machine Hundred Refinements] was at most slightly inferior to his, but not much.
It's not like what she said, she knows nothing about [Divine Machine Hundred Refinements]!
Moreover, just thinking about the fact that Qu Tong possessed such power and was playing him around, Ma Xianhong's rage became more and more out of control.
"My dear brother, didn't you teach me this 'Divine Machine Hundred Refinements'?"
Qu Tong said coldly.
However, after seeing the black and white puppets next to Ma Xianhong appear on stage again, she pointed forward with one hand.
The flying magic weapon behind him emitted dozens of rays of light.
Although this attack was perfectly dodged by the black and white puppets.
But the explosion caused by the light hitting the ground made them fly backwards, again widening the distance between them and Qu Tong.
Huff, huff~
Taking this opportunity, Ma Xianhong slapped his head a few times, which barely relieved the pain a little.
After waking up a little, he quickly turned around and fled away, unable to continue fighting here.
Because there is no chance of winning.
Change venue.
Here, he could not fully display his strength and was restrained by the opponent's magic weapon.
Although he was paranoid, he didn't want to die in vain!
He ran all the way until he saw a particularly eye-catching "self-cultivation furnace" on the side.
He stopped.
This was completely shocking because of the way Wang Sen and others used ancient methods to move the self-cultivation furnace.