Villain: Cut off by the protagonist's mother at the beginning

"This bastard is actually a warrior. "

After coming back to his senses.

Mu Ya gritted her teeth angrily.

Yesterday, she pretended to be an ordinary person and threatened her with a video of her son.

That's fun, isn't it?

A dignified warrior.

Do you still need to threaten?

Wouldn't it be okay to just subdue her?

I remembered that I opened and closed my mouth yesterday ~ I want to die with Jun Mo.

Muya felt ridiculous.

A mere peak martial artist.

And what ability does he have to die with the Sect-Master?

"Bastard, was it fun to tease me so much yesterday. "

"I also said that I didn't delete the video because I was afraid of my revenge. "

"How can a chemical strength martial artist be afraid of the revenge of a martial artist at the peak of my internal strength. "

Gritting her silver teeth and looking at Jun Mo, Mu Ya was angry and angry in her heart.

She had misunderstood Jun Mo a little.

Yesterday, Jun Mo was just a peak martial artist with internal strength.

Of course.

Even if yesterday Jun Mo had already stepped into the power of transformation.

He would still threaten Muya with the video.

Threaten her with her son's life and death to do something she doesn't want to, but has to do.

It feels really cool and crooked.

If it is really coercion by force.

According to Muya's character.

She would rather die than be obedient.

Jun Mo wants a woman who is obedient and at his mercy.

And not a corpse.

Meanwhile.

Pukong, who fell to the ground, kept spitting blood.

He was hit in the heart by Jun Mo.

Judging by the degree of depression in the chest.

I'm afraid my heart has been completely shattered.

"Senior brother, help me..."

Pukong, who was vomiting blood again and again, turned his head to look at Puxuan not far away, and just said a word.

The whole person closed his eyes and said no more.

Many monks were watching this scene from the windows of the dining hall.

The expressions were shocked.

They have seen how powerful Pukong is.

With a wave of his hand, a palm can break a thousand-pound boulder.

You can jump up to a tall building of more than seven or eight meters with one kick.

He is a legendary martial arts master.

And yet such characters.

Why did you suddenly fall off the roof and fall to your death?

"Brothers, why did Uncle Pukong fall off the roof, did you see it clearly?"

"I don't know, I was staring at the roof just now, and Uncle Pukong fell off the roof very suddenly. "

"I didn't see it, just now Uncle Pukong seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and the whole person flew backwards and fell to the ground. "

I saw these monks whispering one after another.

They are all ordinary people, and they don't have a trace of cultivation at all.

And Jun Mo is a martial artist, and when he slaps his palm towards the sky, his speed is like lightning.

These monks didn't see Jun Mo waving his palm at Pukong at all.

The other side.

Pu Xuan watched his junior brother die, and there was no trace of anger on his face.

Instead, he looked up at the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with a panicked face.

Even Mu Ya, who had lost all her internal strength, felt the strong internal force fluctuations on Jun Mo's body.

Pu Xuan naturally felt it too.

The majestic internal force like a mountain.

It's definitely no different from a martial artist.

Pu Xuan didn't dare to think about it even if he was killed.

Jun Mo looked like he was only in his twenties, and he was actually a martial artist.

Even in the era of thousands of years of martial arts.

At Jun Mo's age, there are only a handful of people who can become a martial artist.

And each of these characters is a well-known existence, and almost all of them become immortals in the end.

Such as the Buddha of Buddhism, such as the Taoist ancestors, such as the Confucian sages of Confucianism.

These people stepped into the transformation of energy at a young age, and finally soared to become immortals.

Unexpectedly.

Today, when martial arts are withering.

He could have met such a terrifying person.

remembered what he had said before he wanted to kill Jun Mo.

The cold sweat on Pu Xuan's body kept flowing out.

The orange and yellow Buddha clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Your Excellency, I was talking nonsense just now, please don't take it seriously. "

Pu Xuan fell to his knees and begged for mercy loudly.

For the sake of a small life.

Pu Xuan didn't care about any dignity anymore.

A peak martial artist of internal strength is in front of a martial artist.

Like a baby who has just learned to walk.

There was no chance of him escaping.

What can be done at the moment.

That's begging for mercy.

The monks by the windows of the hall saw Pu Xuan kneeling.

His face was shocked.

Pu Xuan is a martial arts master as powerful as Pukong.

Now he actually knelt down to a young man with a frightened face.

It's obvious.

The young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Could it be that Uncle Pukong fell from the roof just now, and it was all done by this young man?"

"It's possible, otherwise how could Uncle Pu Xuan kneel, he must have seen this young man kill Uncle Pukong, and he knew that he couldn't be matched. "

"Looks like we must have missed something. "

The monks looked up at Jun Mo on the roof.

They all started talking with shocked faces.

And Jun Mo, who was discussed by a group of monks, saw his footsteps move.

In the next second, he came to Pu Xuan from the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Do you think I'm going to let you go?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Jun Mo looked at Pu Xuan indifferently.

"Your Excellency, as long as you don't kill me, I will be one of your dogs in the future. "

"But thou shalt call me east, and I will never go west. "

Trembling and prostrate at Jun Mode's feet, Pu Xuan said tremblingly.

"Want to be my dog?"

Jun Mo smiled coldly.

Then he put his foot directly on the top of Pu Xuan's head.

"Yes, I want to be the dog of His Excellency the Grandmaster. "

"Wow. "

Pu Xuan was not at all annoyed that Jun Mo put his foot on his head.

On the contrary, he shouted excitedly.

"He is also a man who can stretch and bend. "

Jun Mo couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"But it's a pity. "

"Compared to having a dog. "

"I still prefer to kill. "

Jun Mo snorted coldly, put it on Pu Xuan's head and stepped down directly. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Burst.

Pu Xuan didn't have time to react.

The whole head was trampled flat by Jun Mo.

Red and green kept flowing out of his features.

"Trash, the woman who covets me. "[]

"Am I going to let you go?"

Jun Mo sneered disdainfully.

The monks in the hall saw Jun Mo so decisive.

They were all trembling with fright.

They usually follow Puxuan Pukong to do evil.

I'm afraid that Jun Mo will kill them.

Merely.

What reassures them a little is that.

Jun Mo didn't even look at them.

I saw Jun Mo kill Pukonghou.

Then he turned around and came to Mu Ya on the side.

looked at Mu Ya, whose face was flushed, her legs were tightly together, and she was trying her best to endure the drug.

The corners of Jun Mo's mouth couldn't help but hook up slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile.

This drug.

It's no ordinary drug.

There is no antidote.

Muya can survive even if she can survive again.

Reason will eventually be swallowed up by the fire in the heart.

0 begging for flowers

"Aunt Muya, I'll take you out of here. "

Jun Mo had an evil smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to help Mu Ya.

"Hurry up and stay away from me. "

"Hurry up. "

Muya almost cried out.

As Jun Mo approached.

Muya felt that she was getting hotter and hotter.

Although the two have not yet made contact.

But Jun Mo's strong masculine aura kept rushing into her nostrils.

made her heart itch unbearably, and she couldn't wait to jump into Jun Mo's arms immediately.

Mu Ya was afraid that Jun Mo would stay in front of her anymore.

She really couldn't help but throw herself into Jun Mo's arms.

"Aunt Muya, then I'll listen to you. "

Jun Mo smiled and withdrew his hand, and really took a few steps back.

We are righteous men and gentlemen.

Definitely not take advantage of people's danger.

Still.

If Muya took the initiative herself.

That's none of his business.

"Aunt Muya, I'm far enough away from here. "

After taking a few steps back.

Jun Mo looked at Mu Ya, who was getting more and more uncomfortable, with an evil face, and said.

I saw that the breathing between her noses became more and more rapid.

Fine sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

The clenched fingers turned white.

Meantime.

Mu Ya's eyes became more and more confused when she looked at Jun Mo.

Originally, Mu Ya hated Jun Mo.

But now.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Jun Mo was unusually pleasing to the eye.

It's like her favorite man in the world.

She couldn't help it.

"Come back. "

Mu Ya looked at Jun Mo with red eyes.

There seemed to be a flame in the beautiful eyes.

"Aunt Muya, you are the one who let me go, and you are the one who let me come back, what do you want to do?"

Jun Mo stood there and didn't move, but looked at Mu Ya with a playful expression.

"Yes. "

Muya stuck out her tongue and licked her hot lips.

I don't know where she got her strength.

I saw that she quickly got up and threw herself into Jun Mo's arms.

looked at Mu Ya who was hot in her arms.

The corners of Jun Mo's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing an evil smile.

Followed by.

He directly stopped and picked up Muya.

Walk towards the outside of the temple.

"Young Master. "

Ah Hu, a middle-aged bodyguard in a suit who had been waiting at the gate of the temple for a long time, saw Jun Mo coming out with Mu Ya in his arms.

He hurriedly stepped forward and shouted respectfully.

"Kill all the people in the temple and burn it down. "

"Remember, it's everyone, and I want to leave no one alive. "

"After doing this, you can go straight back to Qian's house, and you don't have to drive me. "

Jun Mo commanded lightly.

When I came over this morning.

Jun Mo was already planning to kill all the people in the temple.

Including those who have been trained to give alms in the flesh.

They were trained by the monks of the temple to only know how to beg for pleasure.

Now it's like a walking corpse, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost.

Leaving them in this world is only suffering.

It's better to give them a relief.

Hear Jun Mo's words.

Ah Hu, a middle-aged bodyguard in a suit, immediately nodded.

"Got it, young master. "

Let's talk about it.

I saw him walking directly towards the temple.

It didn't take long.

There was a burst of screams from inside the temple.

And Jun Mo at this time.

Muya, who had already been holding her whole body to the extreme and completely defeated, returned to the car.

"Aunt Muya, then let the little nephew take good care of you. "

Looking at Mu Ya, whose face was flushed, the corners of Jun Mo's mouth slightly hooked billion.