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Du Shaomu glanced at him and said, "I know who you are and I know who the Mo family is."

"It's just that, it's best not to provoke me. Your so-called talent, which is the Mo family, is not worth mentioning in my eyes.

My woman is right. Those who were fated to obtain a treasure like the Sage Blood Golden Lotus have it. Now that it's in your hands, it's only a matter of fate for them to have it with you.

However, it's clear now that the fate between me and the Holy Blood Golden Lotus is even deeper.

I will give you two choices now. One is to hand over the Holy Blood Golden Lotus, if you hurt the woman beside me, then you will compensate twenty treasured medicine.

After pausing for a moment, Du Shaomu's lips curved into a smile: "Or, the second choice, is to take responsibility for the consequences!"

The entire place was silent. The onlookers' eyes were trembling.

How arrogant and unbridled was this!

The twin sisters looked at each other, their eyes trembling.

[Is this man that arrogant? Is he a fool?]

"Hahahaha..."

Ji Mo Wuya laughed, his laughter deafening.

"So he's an ignorant fool!"

He could tell that this person was an ignorant fool.

Otherwise, no ordinary person would dare to speak such words.

He looked at Du Shaomu with eyes that carried a sense of mockery, and said, "An ignorant person, he probably came out as a retard. Do you think you are the Holy Son of the Seven Holy Grounds? Or was she a Heaven's Pride of the Three Hidden Realms?

You may have some skills, but believe me, the Son of God of the Seven Holy Lands, who is one of the three Hidden Lands' chosen ones, does not dare to provoke me, the Mo family, in the Eternal Land.

"It's a pity that I might not even know that even the Holy Son, Tian Jiao, of the Seven Holy Lands and the Three Hidden Realms wouldn't dare to act arrogantly in front of me!"

Upon hearing these words, the gazes of the entire stadium turned to look at the unblemished and unblemished Ji Mo, as a sense of respect surged up within them.

No one would doubt his words.

Such a heaven's pride level expert had already stepped into the Martial Ancestor Stage at the age of thirty. This was the threshold to become a Holy Lord, so how many people were there in this world?

The Holy Son and the Divine Son of the seven Holy Lands, as well as the pride of the three Hidden Realms, were indeed worthy of their respect in front of Mo Wujue.

"The Holy Son of the Seven Holy Grounds, the Divine Son of the Holy Son, and the Heaven's Pride of the Three Hidden Realms?"

Du Shaomu's lips curled up into a smile. He said, "The so-called Heaven's Pride of the Holy Son in the Holy Land doesn't even have the qualifications to fight me. It is not enough for me. "The martial path is long, and the strong are limitless. Only my heart is invincible, and only I am truly invincible. What divine son of a saint, a heaven's pride expert, is not even worth mentioning!"

"Too arrogant!"

Upon hearing these words, many people were dumbfounded.

The Holy Son of the Holy Land, the Divine Child of the Underworld, was unexpectedly not even worth mentioning.

Where did this arrogant person come from? Could he really be a fool?

The twin sisters looked at each other in dismay again. They had thought that they could make use of this person more or less, but who would have thought that this person was actually arrogant and ignorant, and also a fool.

"Sigh, living is a humiliation to me. Since that's the case, go die!"

Ji Mo Wuya faintly sighed; he actually said this much to a fool. This was a humiliation to him.

As the sound of his voice faded, his body did not move at all. However, the Golden Tiger beneath him roared, and his malignant pupil struck out towards Du Shaomu with his claws.

"Be careful!"

The twin sisters charmingly shouted, reminding Du Shaomu.

Amongst the crowd, many people shook their heads.

This is the 'Ancient Tyrant Golden Tiger' with a high Demon King Stage. Under this claw, this arrogant fellow is already doomed to die.

At this moment, the claw fell down. It was a foot away from Du Shaomu, but it couldn't be suppressed any longer.

"evil animal is so arrogant, you're courting death!"

In the next moment, Du Shaomu reached out his hand and slapped him.

"Bam!"

In an instant, the enormous body of the Ancient Tyrant Golden Tiger with a high Demon King Stage directly flipped onto the ground. He did not know what happened at all, and immediately lost all life.

"You're courting death!"

At the same time, Yi Mo Wuque, who had just leapt into the air, let out a loud roar. With a face full of anger, his body swooped down like a long rainbow.

Du Shaomu's expression was still the same as before. He extended his hand and his five fingers bent like claws as he directly punched Mo Wuque's heart. A domineering aura gushed out.

At this moment, it was as if Ji Mo Wu had sensed something. Shock immediately gushed out from his originally furious face.

"Ka ka …"

However, it was too late. His arm, which had been punched out by Mo Wuju, started to crumble into bloody mist from the start. His entire body was also instantly thrown to the ground by an irresistible force.

"Bam!"

"Pfft …"

The ground trembled, and Mo Wujue vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"How dare you!"

Almost at the same time, the expression of the Martial Saint from the Mo family changed drastically. Light erupted like a rising sun and soared into the sky.

The power of the Saint realm expert suppressed the heavens and the earth, creating a strange scene in the sky. It was extremely mighty as a divine beam of light shot towards Du Shaomu like a thunderbolt.

Du Shaomu did not even raise his head and with a flick of his finger, a finger print that was like a sword light, wind and thunder roared, bringing with it an indescribable Sword Intent, directly slicing apart the former.

This sword did not decrease in strength. It was as though it could destroy everything and envelop the entire universe with it.

"This is bad..."

The expression of this Martial Saint also changed drastically as fear surged out of his face.

However, it was too late. All his defenses shattered inch by inch in front of the sword ray.

This ray of sword light encompassed too much, as if it was evolving the world.

Seeing the sword expanding in his pupils, this Martial Saint from the Mo family had a hole in his forehead. His body fell into the air and countless sword lights surged out, turning into a bloody mist. A few Spatial Storage Bag flew out and landed in Du Shaomu's hands.

"Bam!"2

It was also at this moment that the armor on Yi Mo Wuque exploded, but his chest felt as if it was being crushed by a hundred thousand mountains. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was unable to get back up.

The commotion had just started when it came to an abrupt stop.

The scene in front of them happened too fast, so fast that it was hard for them to recover from it.

In an instant, his formidable strength was already stomped into the ground by the arrogant man, becoming immobilized.

Even when the Saint of the Mo family made his move, he was instantly killed.

"Huff, huff …"

A few breaths later, the entire stadium began to suck in a breath of cold air.

Ripples appeared in the eyes of the twin sisters. Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary man would be so powerful to such an extent? Even killing the Saint realm expert was an understatement.

At this moment, no one felt that he was an arrogant fool.

That man with an ordinary appearance was extremely terrifying and unimaginably powerful.

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