Survival of all races: I can plunder talents to increase by a hundred times

Chapter 113: Finally became Chu Yang’s stepfather.

“This bastard is actually a martial artist.”

After coming back to his senses. Mu Ya gritted her teeth angrily.

Yesterday, she pretended to threaten her with a video of her son like an ordinary person. That’s fun, isn’t it?

A powerful warrior. Do you still need threats?

Wouldn’t it be okay to subdue her directly?

Remembering that he opened his mouth yesterday and closed his mouth, he wanted to die with Jun Mo. Mu Ya felt ridiculous.

A martial artist with inner strength.

And what ability does he have to die with Grandmaster Huajin?

“Bastard, was it funny to tease me so much yesterday.”

“I also said that I didn’t delete the video for fear of my retaliation.”

“How can a martial artist of chemical strength be afraid of the retaliation of a martial artist with peak internal strength.”

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

She was a little misunderstood.

Yesterday, Jun Mo was just a martial artist at the peak of his inner strength. Of course.

Even if Jun Mo had already stepped into the power yesterday. He still threatens Muya with the video.

Threatening her son’s life and death to do something she didn’t want to, but had to do. It feels really crooked.

If it is really coercion by force. According to Muya’s character.

She would rather die than obediently.

What Jun Mo wants is a woman who is obedient and at his mercy. And not a corpse.

Meanwhile.

Pukong, who fell to the ground, kept spitting out blood. His heart was hit by Jun Mo’s palm. Judging by the degree of sunken chest.

I’m afraid the heart has been completely shattered.

“Senior brother, save me…”

Pukong, who was vomiting blood repeatedly, turned his head to look at Puxuan not far away with difficulty, and just said a word. The whole person closed his eyes and was silent again.

Many monks who were watching this scene from the window of the hall. Their expressions were shocked.

They have seen how powerful Pukong is.

With a wave of your hand, you can smash a thousand pounds of boulder. With one step, you can jump up to a tall building that is more than seven or eight meters high. He is a legendary martial arts master.

However, such characters.

Why did you suddenly fall off the roof and die?

“Brothers, why did Uncle Pukong fall off the roof, did you see clearly?”

“I don’t know, I just stared at the roof with both eyes, and Uncle Pukong fell off the roof very suddenly.”

“I didn’t see it, just now Uncle Pukong seemed to have been hit by an evil, 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 there is no trace of cultivation at all.

And Jun Mo is a powerful martial artist, and when he slaps his palm towards Pukong, his speed is like lightning. These monks did not see Jun Mo slap Pukong at all.

The other side.

Pu Xuan watched his junior brother die, without a trace of anger on his face. Instead, he looked up at the roof of the Great Hall with a panicked expression.

Even Mu Ya, who had completely lost her internal strength, felt the strong internal force fluctuations on Jun Mo’s body. Pu Xuan naturally felt it as well.

That majestic internal force like a mountain. It is absolutely no different from a powerful martial artist. Pu Xuan didn’t dare to think about it.

Jun Mo looked to be only about twenty years old, and he was actually a powerful martial artist. Even in the era of thousands of years of martial arts flourishing.

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

And these characters, each of them is a famous existence, and in the end almost all become immortals. Such as the Buddha master of Buddhism, such as the Taoist Taoist ancestor, such as the Confucian saint of Confucianism.

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

Today, when martial arts are withering.

He could actually meet such a terrifying figure. Remembering his words about killing Jun Mo before. The cold sweat on Pu Xuan’s body continued to flow out. The orange-yellow Buddhist clothes were soaked with sweat.

“Your Excellency Grandmaster, I was talking nonsense just now, please don’t take it seriously.”

Pu Xuan plopped down on the ground and shouted for mercy.

For the sake of small lives.

Pu Xuan couldn’t care about any dignity.

A martial artist with peak inner strength in front of a martial artist. Like a baby just learning to walk.

There was no possibility of escape for him at all. What can be done at the moment. That is to beg for mercy.

The monks by the window of the hall saw Pu Xuan kneeling. His face was shocked.

Pu Xuan is a martial arts master as powerful as Pu Kong. Now he actually knelt down for a young man with a scared face. It’s clear.

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

“Could it be that Uncle Pukong fell off the roof just now, and this young man did it?”

“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 was unmatched.”

“It looks like we must have missed something just now.”

The monks looked up at Jun Mo on the roof.

They all started talking in shock.

Jun Mo, who was discussed by the monks, saw him move. In the next second, he came to Pu Xuan from the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

“Do you think I’ll let you go?”

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

“Your Excellency Grandmaster, as long as you don’t kill me, I will be one of your dogs in the future.”

“Just tell you to tell me to go east, and I will never go west.”

Trembling and crawling 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 top of Pu Xuan’s head.

“Yes, I want to be Your Excellency’s dog.”

“Woof.”

Pu Xuan was not annoyed at all, and Jun Mo put his foot on his head. On the contrary, he shouted with excitement.

“It’s also a man who can stretch and flex.”

Jun Mo couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“It’s a pity, though.”

“Compared to having a dog.”

“I still prefer to kill.”

Jun Mo snorted coldly, placed it on Pu Xuan’s head and stepped directly down. Burst.

Pu Xuan didn’t have time to react. The whole head was trampled flat by Jun Mo.

Red and green things kept flowing out of his facial features.

“Trash, covet my woman.”

“Will I let you go?”

Jun Mo sneered disdainfully.

The monks in the hall saw Jun Mo killing so decisively. I was so frightened that I trembled.

They usually follow Puxuan Pukong to do evil. I was afraid that Jun Mo would kill them.

Merely.

What reassured them a little.

Jun Mo didn’t even look at them. I saw that Jun Mo killed Pukong Hou.

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

Looking at Muya, 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 curl slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile.

This drug. It’s no ordinary drug.

There is no antidote.

Mu Ya can survive even if she can survive again.

Reason will eventually be consumed by the fire in the heart.

……

……

“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 touched.

But Jun Mo’s strong masculine aura kept rushing into her nose. It made her feel itchy in her heart, and she couldn’t wait to immediately throw herself into Jun Mo’s arms. Mu Ya was afraid that Jun Mo would stay in front of her again.

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 decent gentlemen.

Definitely not taking advantage of people’s danger. But well.

If Mu Ya 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 look and said. I saw that her breathing between her nose became more and more rapid.

Fine sweat was already breaking out on his forehead. The clenched fingers are white. Meantime.

Mu Ya’s eyes looking at Jun Mo were becoming more and more confused. Originally, Muya hated Jun Mo.

But now.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Jun Mo was unusually pleasant.

It was as if she were her favorite man in the world. She couldn’t help it.

“Come back.”

Mu Ya looked at Jun Mo with red eyes.

There seems to be a flame beating in the good-looking eyes.

“Aunt Muya, it was you who let me go, and you were the one who let me back, what do you want to do?”

Jun Mo stood in place and did not move, but looked at Mu Ya playfully.

“Think.”

Mu Ya stretched out her tongue and licked her hot lips. I don’t know where she got the strength.

I saw that she quickly got up and threw herself into Jun Mo’s arms. Looking at Muya who was hot in her arms.

The corners of Jun Mo’s mouth curled slightly, revealing an evil smile. Followed by.

He directly stopped and hugged 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 holding Muya out. He quickly stepped forward and shouted respectfully.

“Kill all the people in the temple and burn it down.”

“Remember, it’s everyone, I want to leave a living mouth.”

“After doing this, you can go directly back to Qian’s house without driving for me.”

Jun Mo ordered lightly.

When I came over this morning.

Jun Mo had already planned to kill everyone in the temple. Including those female bodhisattvas who have been trained to give alms. They were trained by the monks of the temple to only know how to seek pleasure.

Now it’s like a walking dead, no one is a ghost. Leaving them in this world is just suffering.

Might as well give them a relief.

Heard Jun Mo’s words.

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

“Got it, young master.”

Say it.

I saw him walking directly towards the temple. It didn’t take long.

There was a scream from inside the temple. And Jun Mo at this time.

Muya, who had been held to the extreme and completely fell, returned to the car.

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

Looking at Mu Ya, who had a red face, the corners of Jun Mo’s mouth slightly hooked.