Chapter 643 Ran Away
"Deliberately making us think that the person coming will be that Xuanyuan, so that we can recruit legal output."
"This is really a clever play!"
Staring at Su Mu who was walking slowly outside the hall, Feng Yan punched the dragon chair.
Normally he would control it, but now in a state of anger, the strength directly broke the armrest of the chair.
"Don't panic, let us meet this Sufa God for a while!"
He stood up suddenly and walked towards the terrified 꿛下.
Everyone stood in a row, waiting for Su Mu to enter the hall.
With every step the figure outside takes, they can feel a sense of fear.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, there are so many of us here!"
Not sure whether he was comforting his younger brother or himself, Feng Yan kept murmuring.
After a while, Su Mu finally reached the door of the hall.
"Hello 1"
A smiling voice rang.
"Are you that Su Mu?"
Feng Yan had a straight face and did not give Su Mu a good look.
"You deliberately put a lot of effort into this round!"
"What did you say?"
Hearing this, Su Mu was stunned.
놀Bureau?
Are these resuscitators frightened?
It was obvious that they had dug a hole for them to jump out of, but why did they end up in the trap?
"Hiding on purpose to make us think you were pulled into the plane."
"Actually, he just wanted to find an opportunity to trick us into entering Huadu."
"I have to admit that you are a smart person, but you overestimate yourself!"
Feng Yan's voice was extremely low.
"Do you know how many people are in this palace?"
He glared at Su Mu with a strong threat in his tone.
"I know!"
Su Mu nodded.
"Forehead!"
This answer shocked Feng Yan.
Even though he knew that this was a tiger's den, Su Mu still dared to break in with great fanfare. This clearly showed that he was confident!
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Even those below were trembling.
"Actually, we don't need to go to this point!"
"Although you were not pulled into the plane this time, you have to know that there are at least hundreds of ancestor-level figures in that plane."
"If you are willing to turn conflicts into friendship, all the previous grudges can be wiped out."
Feng Yan is really scared.
"I'm afraid that won't work." Su Mu replied with a smile.
"Are you really going to fight us to the death?"
"If you kill me today, my ancestor of the Feng family will never give up!"
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Su Mu, Feng Yan took several big steps back.
"hehe!"
Su Mu shook his head with disdain.
"They say they send Buddha to the West. Today I will make sure you die."
"I went in to that meeting."
Just these words, Feng Yan and his subordinate's faces suddenly changed dramatically.
God Su Fa entered the plane?
But why did it appear here intact again?
Could it be said that this Su Fashen has reached some kind of consensus with those ancestors?
Thoughts came to Feng Yan's mind one after another.
"The ancestors you mentioned were one step ahead of you guys."
However, Su Mu's words completely overturned all Feng Yan's perceptions.
"This is impossible!"
He roared almost subconsciously.
"What big spring and autumn dream are you doing?"
"You alone can kill those ancestors?"
Hysterical roars echoed throughout the hall.
Su Mu didn't defend himself, and a staff appeared in the room.
"Move!"
With Feng Yan's roar, he activated the formation in the hall.
Those who were ambushing outside the temple also got the signal.
Thousands of human shield warriors rushed into the hall, trying to restrain Sumu inside.
Tens of thousands of mages also rushed over, ready to attack with all their strength.
Suddenly, snowflakes started to fall on the huge palace wall.
The sudden drop in temperature made everyone feel cold.
"What's going on? Why isn't the formation activated?"
In the main hall, Feng Yan also noticed something was wrong.
The original restricting circle was not successfully opened.
"Did you move your feet?"
Seeing the faint smile on Su Mu's lips, he reacted immediately.
There was no answer, and Su Mu stood there with no intention of going out.
"Kill him!"
Sen Leng's voice sounded.
The high-defense soldiers didn't have to wait for Feng Yan's orders, their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
In order to regain the dignity of the resuscitators, they must pull out this "thorn in the flesh."
The combined momentum of thousands of people also made Feng Yan feel a little relieved.
Many stories have happened in this Ming Palace.
There are countless big scenes like today.
The difference is that such a large battle is just to deal with Su Mu alone.
"Destroy yourself!"
As they approached, Su Mu remained calm.
Soon, the attacks of the first group of people approaching had fallen.
They are all warriors, powerful, and most of their weapons are big swords.
"clang!"
The crisp sound of metal collision rang out.
Facing Sumu's divine body, these people's attacks were unable to break through the defense.
"What's this?"
"Don't come here!"
"Cold, so cold!"
A force of frost flowed along their weapons and permeated their bodies at an extremely fast speed.
No one could resist!
The ice was piercing, and the temperature in the hall instantly dropped below zero.
The first people who attacked Su Mu all turned into ice sculptures.
"Bang!"
The people behind rushed up, and the ice slag shattered all over the ground.
They were too powerful and had no time to stop.
Another group of ice sculptures appeared on the field.
"Devil, this guy is a devil!"
"What method did he use? This is too scary, right?"
"Run, run quickly, staying here is a dead end."
The shouts of fear continued.
The remaining resurrected people.
Ran away!
