A being comparable to a mythical being.

A terrifying demon who once slaughtered a city.

His strength had already reached an incredible level.

Murong Fu even vaguely sensed that Su Mu's cultivation level had not yet broken through gold.

But that terrifying combat power is enough to rival the strongest in mythology.

"Poof!" Just when Murong Fu was stunned,

Su Mu's giant claws swept across Zhang Mang's chest.

Five hideous scars were left on Zhang Mang's chest.

Bright red blood gurgled out from the wounds.

An injury of this level cannot be treated at all. It's not a serious problem.

But everyone present can clearly see that Zhang Mang can no longer hold on any longer.

After a few dozen blows, Su Mu will definitely die.

He knows that there is nothing he can do about what happened today. That's good.

Moreover, what he is most worried about is that if he dies here, his master Murong Bo will also be implicated.

The family has been passed down for thousands of years. Now, once Murong Bo loses his protection, the Murong family is not far from destruction.

"You monster.

I have been in the world for more than a hundred years, and yet I fell into your hands.

I will drag you to be buried with you today."

Zhang Mang laughed maniacally.

Immediately, an astonishing brilliance erupted from his body.

The rays of light were extremely bright, like a sun, hanging in the sky.

Then, the muscles of his right arm expanded several times..

It actually forced Su Mu's Dharma form back and quickly flew out with the help of the rebound.

"Swish——"

Zhang Mang's figure was seen flickering.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast night.

And Su Mu didn't dare to chase him at all.

He put away all his momentum and appearance, and slowly landed on the ground.

This is Su Mu's trump card.

His cultivation level is only the golden level.

It is basically impossible to kill a mythical warrior. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Therefore, I chose to use the Dharma to suppress me.

Unfortunately.

After all, his image is not a real thing.

It's just a shadow.

Although it has great power, it lacks cohesion.

Therefore, when using magical powers, it is often necessary to accumulate energy.

If Sumu could condense the Dharma into a suffocating situation.

Then, the Dharma will have real effects.

But that's obviously too difficult.

Sumu can't do it now.

I can only try my best to show off one or two.

Fortunately, Zhang Mang's Dharma image is not the real eagle Dharma image after all.

Not a real mythical beast.

Therefore, under the pressure of Sumu, he had no chance to condense the Eagle Dharma.

So, I finally ran away

"Poof~!"

The other side.

Li Qingluo was severely injured by Sumu's Dharma.

Her appearance was damaged and she was covered in blood.

But he still rushed forward desperately, wanting to fight to the death with Su Mu

"Alas... why bother?……"

Su Mu sighed, with a regretful expression on his face.

Then, he raised his left palm slightly, and a surging suction power surged out of his palm.

Li Qingluo's already tattered clothes were peeling off inch by inch at this moment.

Only her underwear was left.

Li Qingluo was horrified.

Her Dharma image had just been broken.

Now that Su Mu was humiliated like this again, he was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.

He launched a desperate attack on Sumu.

Unfortunately, everything is in vain..

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