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

Zuo Peizhi is just an ordinary woman, not a martial artist.

An Fengnian's father is a branch of the An family, although he is a martial artist, he is just a rookie in the early stage of external strength.

The martial arts cultivation in the early stage of external strength is only one or two points stronger than ordinary people at most.

It is simply impossible to take over thousands of pounds of heavy objects at will like Jun Mo.

Although Zuo Peizhi had also seen An Feng's father's cultivation, he only thought that he was just strengthening his body.

And An Fengnian was sent to the head of the An family at a very young age, and Zuo Peizhi did not live in the An family with him.

So.

How did Zuo Peizhi know that the martial arts in this world were so terrifying.

Staring at his good-looking eyes, Zuo Peizhi covered his mouth and looked at it in a daze.

This is the scene in front of me.

It's just refreshing her cognition.

On the other side, Ren Biao couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that Jun Mo easily took the gate he threw over.

Although the gate weighed only a thousand catties, when he just threw it, it took thirty percent of his strength.

The strength of a junior grandmaster is thirty percent strong, and that is thousands of catties of strength.

The power attached to the gate just now, even a strong person with perfect internal strength can't catch it.

As long as you dare to reach out and borrow it, you will definitely be smashed and broken.

But Jun Mo took it so easily, as if the gate he threw over was like a feather.

I want to take it so easily.

At the very least, you also need to cultivate in the early stage of strength.

"This kid is an early martial artist?"

Looking at Jun Mo, Ren couldn't help frowning deeply.

Only a Warrior of Transformation could take the gate he threw so easily.

If it was a martial artist under the strength of the transformation, he would have vomited blood and died at this time.

The force attached to the gate was enough to smash any warrior under the strength into a meat patty.

Ren Biao didn't think that Jun Mo was a mid-level martial artist.

After all, Jun Mo is really too young.

Becoming a junior martial artist at the age of two decades is enough to be demonic.

As for the mid-level martial artist, Ren Biao didn't dare to think about it.

"I didn't expect you to be so young, and you are also a martial artist. "

Looking at Jun Mo with a frown, Ren Biao's cold voice came out, although there was no wave on his face, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

Jun Mo looks like it's just a double decade.

At this age, he was just a rookie who cultivated externally.

But Jun Mo is already a martial artist.

It's terrifying.

That's a lot of energy.

He has been cultivating for decades, and at the age of more than 70, he can break through to Huajin.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moshuang was ten years old, and he was already a cultivator.

In the glorious era of martial arts, it was also the pride of the sky.

This moment.

Ren Biao had the idea of retreating.

This revenge of his grandson cannot be avenged.

At least not in a short period of time.

He is also a junior martial artist.

It is difficult to distinguish the winner from the defeat of a martial artist of the same level.

Even if he stepped into the Intermediate Martial Artist with one foot, he could suppress Jun Mo, but if he wanted to kill Jun Mo, it would be very difficult.

Even if you can really kill it, you will pay a very heavy price.

So.

Ren Biao didn't plan to have a life-and-death battle with Jun Mo at this time.

He has now stepped into the ultimate martial artist with one foot.

Maybe if you wait another year or two, you can become an intermediate martial artist.

At that time, he would have enough strength to suppress Jun Mo and easily kill Jun Mo.

There is an insurmountable gap between the primary and intermediate levels.

Although Ren Biao wanted to avenge his grandson immediately, hatred did not overwhelm him.

"Boy, there is a meeting in the mountains and rivers, and there will be a period later. "

With a cold snort, Ren Biao turned around and was about to leave here.

"Old fellow, is this a place where you can come and go when you want?"

The corners of Jun Mo's mouth twitched, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, he remembered that it was not easy for Ren Biao to cultivate, and he had already been given a chance.

But Ren Biao didn't cherish the opportunity and openly shot at him.

Still want to leave safely?

It's night.

And looking at Ren Biao's expression just now, he obviously didn't intend to let him go, obviously with the idea of settling accounts after the autumn.

Jun Mo is naturally not afraid of any watch.

But Jun Mo was afraid that Ren Biao would be angry with Zuo Peizhi, a woman.

Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves.

It's better to settle the matter all at once.

At the moment when Ren Biao made a move, Jun Mo had already sentenced him to death.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I'm going to kill you, of course. "

Ren Biao's withered old face looked at Jun Mo gloomily.

He took the initiative to leave, and he couldn't imagine that Jun Mo would be so uninteresting.

is also a junior martial artist, is he still afraid of you?

"Boy, you are indeed very demonic, you have cultivated to the point of transformation at a young age, even the old man is not as good. "

"But don't forget, age is your biggest drawback, even if you are a demon, you are still just a young person after all. "

"Although the old man is not talented, it has been a lot of years since he became a Huajin martial artist, and now he has stepped into the Huajin Intermediate Martial Arts with one foot. "

"If you want to fight, let the horse come. "

Looking directly at Jun Mo coldly, Ren Biao said in a calm voice.

The reason why he said this was that he didn't want to start a war with Jun Mo.

After all, even if he wins Jun Mo now, he will be seriously injured.

He's not too young, and if he's too badly injured, he might not survive.

At this moment he said this.

Just want Jun Mo to understand the gap between the two of them.

Fighting with a martial artist who has stepped into the intermediate level of chemical strength one by one is not good for himself.

Know the times for the handsome.

As long as Jun Mo listened to his words, he would definitely not have the idea of starting a war with him again.

However.

Jun Mo's next words made Ren Biao angry.

"Old fellow, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Could it be that you're scared and want me to let you go?"

Jun Mo looked at Zhou Song with disdain, how could he not know the little Jiujiu in Ren Biao's heart?

"Boy, I'm going to be afraid of you?"

"At a young age, I don't know how to be in awe, and I am looking for death. "

Ren Biao's face couldn't hold back, and he spoke angrily again and again.

He has been in the ancient martial arts world for many years, where has he been so humiliated?

"Boy, even if I fight for the price of serious injuries, I will take your head. "

Ren Biao shouted, only to see his right foot step on the concrete floor.

A loud bang was heard, and the concrete floor immediately shattered.

And Ren Biao's whole person also jumped up, and the whole person shot towards Jun Mo's side.

Zuo Peizhi looked at this scene, and the whole person became more and more messy.

The yard was far from her window, but it wasn't just a meter or two away.

Unexpectedly, Ren Biao just kicked his right foot, and the whole person flew towards her like a cannonball.

What's the difference between this and martial arts novels?

And at the moment when she was messy, Ren Biao also came to the window.

I saw him swing his fist with the force of the projectile, and then slammed it on the top of Jun Mo's head.

Zuo Peizhi let out a loud bang, and Ren Biao's fist, which was like a dead tree, actually brought a sonic boom.

However, Jun Mo's expression was calm and unwavering.

I don't have the consciousness to hide at all.

"Danger, get out of the way. "

Zuo Peizhi hurriedly pounced on Jun Mo, wanting to bump Jun Mo away with his body.

What greeted Zuo Peizhi was a warm chest.

I saw Jun Mo open his arms and firmly hugged Zuo Peizhi into his arms.

Zuo Peizhi's weight of less than 100 catties, how could he knock him away.

Feeling the warm embrace, Zuo Peizhi's pale face flashed ruddy, but soon became extremely pale again.

She couldn't bump into Jun Mo.

The old man's fist must have also swung on Jun Mo's head, right?

Thinking of the fist that whirred and made a sonic boom sound just now, Zuo Peizhi's face was bloodless.

How strong should that fist be?

1000 pounds of strength?

2000 pounds of strength?

3,000 pounds of strength?

The more Zuo Peizhi thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't find a trace of blood on his white face. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This terrifying fist fell on the top of his head, and the man's head was like a fragile watermelon, and the brains were beaten everywhere?

In fear and fear, Zuo Peizhi slowly raised his head and looked up.

I saw a green tendon jumping violently, but it was dull, and the fist full of age spots smashed in front of Jun Mo's head, almost touching the top of Jun Mo's hair.

But to Zuo Peizhi's surprise, there seemed to be an invisible wall of qi above Jun Mo's head.

The fist covered with green tendons never allowed an inch, and was blocked above Jun Mo's head. []

Seeing the doubts, Zuo Peizhi looked at the window again, and the old man who had just come in a rage was standing there, looking at Jun Mo with a frightened face.

"Your internal strength is actually so strong, you are not a junior martial artist!"

Ren Biao looked at Jun Mo in horror, as if he was looking at a god of death, and the fear in his heart was extremely strong.

The internal force is released, which is the sign of the martial artist.

And Jun Mo was actually able to use his internal force to form a wall of qi on the surface of his body, blocking his furious blow alive, which was not something that a junior martial artist could do.

It took 10 percent of his strength to strike just now, and it was impossible for any junior martial artist to take it so easily.

Obviously, Jun Mo, who could take his angry blow like this, was definitely not a junior martial artist.

Is it an intermediate martial artist?

Or is it a high-level martial artist?

Ren Biao couldn't imagine it.

Whether it is an intermediate martial artist or a senior martial artist, it is not his ability to match.

Even if he is an intermediate martial artist, Jun Mo can kill him with a casual move of his fingers.

It's terrible, I can't imagine that there are such terrible people in this world.

Jun Mo is just a person who has become a double decade.

Unexpectedly, he could encounter such a demon.

Even in the glorious era of martial arts, Jun Mona is also a demon among demons, and I am afraid that only those martial artists who can become immortals can compete with it.

At this moment, Ren Biao hated his grandson to death.

What a problem he caused.

After scolding his grandson in his heart, Ren Biao secretly swallowed his saliva.

If this matter is not handled well, his life will have to be explained here.

It doesn't matter if he dies, what if Jun Mo feels angry and wants to implicate the family behind him?

The family behind him can't withstand the wrath of a mid-level martial artist.

The more Ren Biao thought about it, the more scared he became, and at this moment, he couldn't wait to fly back immediately to hang his grandson, peel off the skin and cramp and light the sky lantern.

"This gentleman, this incident is my fault, and I beg your forgiveness for my recklessness just now. "

In the sword and flint sword, Ren Biao has already figured out how to save himself.

In the face of such a strong person as an intermediate martial artist, he will definitely not be able to beat it, so he can only admit it directly.

If the other party does not accept his apology, it will be death at most.

But what if you accept his apology?

That's a dog's life.

I saw Ren Biao talking while putting his legs together, kneeling directly in front of Jun Mo, and even his forehead was on the ground.

Looking at Ren Biao, who had confessed so thoroughly, Jun Mo couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

At this moment, where is there still the consciousness of a semi-differentiated martial artist.

It's like a humble dog.

The face of the Warrior was all lost by him.

As I just said, this is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want. "

Jun Mo opened his mouth lightly, pretending to be cowardly in front of him, kneeling down and wanting to pick up his life?

That's a bit naïve.

"I hope that Mr. can spare my dog's life, and I am willing to lead the whole clan to serve Mr. as the master. "

"The Ren family, where the old slave is located, is also a well-known family in the capital, with assets of hundreds of billions, and all of them will belong to the master in the future. "

While talking, he seemed to feel that his things were not enough to atone for his sins, but Zhou Song gritted his teeth.

"Just now the old slave's hand offended the master, and the old slave beheaded him. "

After speaking, without waiting for Jun Mo to respond, Ren Biao turned his left palm into a knife and slashed at his right shoulder.

With a pull, a bloody arm snapped.

The blood and the money kept spraying out from the broken wound of Ren Watch.

This bloody scene made Zuo Peizhi look frightened and almost fainted.

She's just an ordinary woman, where have you ever seen such a bloody scene?

"Alright, use the internal force to plug the wound. "

Jun Mo had to admire Ren Biao's decisiveness.

can admit it so thoroughly, this is really not something that an ordinary person can do.

Now he is reluctant to kill Ren Biao.

Such a ruthless person, as long as he is properly tamed, must also be a good guard dog.

"Thank you hosts. "

Hearing Jun Mo's words, Ren Biao's face was overjoyed, which showed that Jun Mo was planning to let him go.

I saw that he hurriedly used his internal force to attach to the wound, and the wound that was spraying blood was like a panacea, and immediately stopped spraying blood.

"Thank you, master, for sparing the life of the old slave. "

Ren Biao kept kowtowing to the ground and began to kowtow in thanks.

"Okay, take your arm and get out, go to the hospital to pick it up at this time, and you can still catch it." "

"After recovering from your injuries, go to the Demon Capital Jun's house to watch the gate,"

Without an arm, the strength will be greatly reduced.

Jun Mo doesn't want a piece of waste.

Now that medical care is developed, this arm has just been broken, but it can be picked up.

After Ren Biao kowtowed repeatedly, he took his broken arm and left.

And Zuo Peizhi, who had been in a tense state, breathed a deep sigh of relief.

It was scary just now.

After breathing a sigh of relief again, Zuo Peizhi found that he was still in Jun Mo's arms.

Jun Mo's scorching body temperature continued to spread to Zuo Peizhi through his clothes.

Zuo Peizhi's eyes were a little confused, and a pair of beautiful long legs couldn't help but come together.

"You, you can let me go. "

Zuo Peizhi blushed and said in a thin voice.

Since her husband's death, she has broken off her love.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, she actually had feelings for a young man who was a teenager younger than her.

At this moment, Zuo Peizhi was ashamed and ashamed.

"Good ......"

Jun Mo bowed his head lightly, and immediately let go of Zuo Pei Zhi.

Although Zuo Peizhi was soft and soft to hug and very comfortable, he would not die begging for nothing.

"This matter is over today, and no one will dare to harass you in the future. "

After Zhou Song goes back, he should beat up those gentlemen, and they should not dare to retaliate against Zuo Peizhi anymore.

"It's not early, I'll leave first. "

After that, Jun Mo was about to turn around and leave.

He had already promised Mu Ya that he would go to her for a weekend today.

"You...... Can you stay today?"

Seeing that Jun Mo was about to leave, Zuo Peizhi clenched his fists with both hands, bit his lip, and said with a flushed face.

"Huh?"

Jun Mo looked at her in surprise.

In the evening, tell him not to go?

Just want to do something?

Although he saved Zuo Peizhi, you really have bad intentions.

But it's progressing too fast now, isn't it?

You've only been meeting him for a day and you're going to leave him behind?

"The house was smashed and I was afraid of thieves. "

Zuo Pei Zhiqiao blushed like a boiled crab, and hurriedly explained.

How could she not know what Jun Mo was thinking.

Merely......

Is it just because she's afraid of a thief?

"Okay!"

Jun Mo thought for a moment and nodded.

Now is the opportunity to brush up on goodwill, and Jun Mo naturally can't waste it in vain.

As for Muya's side, let's wait until tomorrow evening.

Zuo Peizhi changed bedrooms, and Jun Mo lived next to her.

And so the night passed.

When Zuo Peizhi woke up, a pair of eyes became panda eyes.