You are a slack

The anger in the Hu Mansion compound was immediately tens of times stronger, and the anger of hundreds of people increased sharply, as if hundreds of bonfires were ignited.

Uncle Fu widened his eyes and couldn't believe his ears. He didn't know what happened to Hu Mo and why he humiliated these brave and warlike soldiers so directly? And from Hu Mo's tone, he could tell that he was definitely not joking.

Hu Mo smiled faintly, as if he had not seen the terrible anger of the soldiers and generals. He whistled leisurely, allowing the soldiers and generals to blow their beards and stare.

"Why, I'm not angry enough? Just say anything. You don't seem to have said anything. Don't hold it in, it's bad if you feel impotence." Hu Mo smiled obscenely and glanced at the direction of the rockery. There, Cang Ling was sitting quietly alone. Her quiet appearance made Hu Mo's eyes lit up. It was as quiet as a virgin and as moving as a rabbit. This sentence was very appropriate to describe Cang Ling.

"Young Master, don't go too far!" A soldier who was two feet tall stepped out in one step and stood in front of all the soldiers.

"Oh? I'm too much? Haha, it's really interesting. Let's report your name first."

Hu Mo could feel that this soldier was the strongest among these people.

"Black Iron!"

"Black iron? Haha, the body and name are quite appropriate, but unfortunately they are a elm-head, extremely stupid!" Hu Mo said bluntly, and all the soldiers changed their qualities again.

"Young Master! Please respect your words! You are our master, and we can't do anything to you. However, I can beat you hard, and at worst I can commit suicide after being beaten. Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. I can't stand this kind of cowardly aura!" Hei Tie yelled, and the clay man was still angry, let alone these soldiers who fought on the battlefield.

"Young Master, you..."

"Uncle Fu, just leave everything to me. I have my own plans." Hu Mo interrupted Uncle Fu and said with a smile.

Hu Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, not caring about Uncle Fu's surprised eyes, shook his head leisurely, and said, "It is natural for you to beat me up. However, I can tell you very responsibly that you can't even touch a hair of my hair. If you don't believe it, just give it a try!"

Hu Mo's words were like adding fuel to the fire. The black iron was another barbarian. After enduring it for so long, he finally broke out completely.

With a loud roar, his body shot towards Humo like a cannonball. Humo couldn't help but be surprised. It was really rare for a berserker to keep calm for such a long time.

"Hei Iron, what are you going to do? You are a level 7 berserker...ah? How is that possible?" Uncle Fu opened his mouth and looked at everything in front of him in surprise.

Hu Mo stood there calmly, allowing Black Iron's punch to hit his chest. However, when the punch seemed to be solid, Hu Mo's body dissipated strangely, as if a cloud of smoke blown away by the wind, it was just a afterimage.

"I said that you can't even touch a hair of mine." Hu Mo picked up a pink flower leisurely and sniffed it lightly like enjoyment.

"What a fast body technique, how could it be..." Fu Bo murmured to himself. Although he knew that Hu Mo was different, how could Hu Mo have such a speed with the four-stage battle aura?

Black Iron's aura doubled. For a berserker, anger is the best way to improve his combat power. His eyes were already red and he entered the best combat state of the berserker.

The other Fire God generals were stunned. They were so angry that they wanted to beat Hu Mo. In fact, even if Hei Iron beat Hu Mo to his nose and eyes, they could still save his life if they tried their best to plead for Hei Iron. But now the situation is different. Hei Iron is really angry and his power of fighting rapidly expands. At this time, it is difficult for him to control himself. If he accidentally takes too much action, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Uncle Fu's expression suddenly changed. Just as he was about to take action, he saw Hu Mo's confident smile. His eyes seemed to tell himself: Never take action!

After a few breaths of time, Hu Mo's figure had flashed dozens of times, and Ling Bo Fengyun's dodging power was perfectly displayed.

The seventh-level berserker was extremely fast in his furious state, but he couldn't take any advantage in his pursuit with Hu Mo. He was dizzy and dazzled, but Hu Mo seemed to be strolling in the garden. Every time he took a step, countless afterimages appeared behind him. These afterimages disappeared under the storm of Black Iron's fist wind, and Black Iron's anger suddenly rose several times.

Uncle Fu let go of his fists, and when he saw this scene, he felt relieved. There was no suspense in this battle. The martial arts of the world were only fast and could not be broken. He could not even touch Hu Mo's clothes. How could he hurt him?

It lasted for about an hour, and Hei Tie finally fell to the ground panting, and the redness of his eyes slowly faded away.

The soldiers and generals of the Fire God Army still maintained a stunned expression, and several of them probably had cramps in their mouths.

Hu Mo walked to Cang Ling very leisurely, leaned against the rockery, and threw a charming look with a smile, but Cang Ling looked contemptuous. Through the exchange of eyes, Hu Mo could fully understand Cang Ling's meaning, "It's just a child who plays house, is it necessary to be so happy?"

Hu Mo gave her a blank look, and the original joy disappeared immediately. This woman's mouth was never forgiving, and she was simply a professional person who poured cold water on her.

After coughing a few times, Hu Mo said lazily: "How about it, now I admit that I am a coward. I just want to tell you that you have nothing to be proud of!"

"Wait!" Hei Tie gasped, his face flushed red. He was a reckless man, and he was stubborn. After seeing Hu Mo's strength, he was more surprised, but a heavy humiliation. How could he tolerate a guy who didn't even count as a warrior, and how could he tolerate him like this? In his opinion, killing people is just a lie, and Ning is not going to die without wanting such a situation.

"What? Are you not convinced?" Hu Mo looked at Hei Tie with interest. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this big black man was quite cute.

"Of course! Unless you defeat me,..."

"Otherwise, what? Do you think I really can't beat you?" Hu Mo suddenly appeared beside Hei Tie with a smile, and his fists hit Hei Tie's shoulders with thunder.

Hu Mo was much shorter than Hei Tie, and Hei Tie was in a knee-bending position at this time. When Hu Mo's fists hit, his legs immediately knelt on the ground. Hei Tie practiced the fierce bull technique, which was mainly based on strength and defense, but under Hu Mo's bombardment, he actually knelt down directly. It can be seen that Hu Mo suddenly burst out much stronger than him.

Hu Mo himself was very surprised. After all, based on combat power, he was really far behind Hei Iron. However, he did not expect that Lingbo Fengyun's offensive and the increase in the Fire God Transformation could reach this level, and a level 7 berserker was beaten to the ground by him.

The other soldiers looked at Hu Mo like a monster. They couldn't believe that the man who looked weak in front of them was Hu Mo, who was previously known as the No. 1 dandy and the No. 1 trash in the Fire City.

"Young Master, how are you?" Uncle Fu then realized and immediately ran to Hu Mo's side.

Hu Mo smiled faintly and said, "Please carry this guy out. His shoulders and legs are seriously injured. It seems that he will not recover in a month."

Hu Mo's eyes moved to the others, and the inadvertent glance had a powerful penetration power. The generals of the Fire God Army would no longer look at Hu Mo with the same idea as before. They were very alert, fearing that Hu Mo would do this to them.

Several servants ran over and were very quick to carry Hei Tie away. At this time, Hei Tie, who was almost unconscious, suddenly raised his hand and murmured: "No, don't touch me, I'm fine..."

As Hei Tie said, he opened his eyes with great difficulty. When his eyes collided with Hu Mo, Hu Mo could no longer see the violence he had just now.

"What? Do you still want to hit it? Your shoulder blades and calf bones are broken, and it is impossible to stand up. It's better to go down and heal your wounds." Hu Mo said with a hint of guilt. To be honest, he really didn't want to hit the black iron like this, but he had no control at all when he used this power for the first time.

"No, I admit that I am no match for the young master." Hei Tie was blindfolded and maintained his consciousness with great difficulty.

"But, I want to tell the young master that we are not cowardly, no," Hei Tie roared. The sudden force made him almost use all his strength and almost fainted.

The other Vulcan soldiers jumped up like chicken blood. As they were yelling there, Hu Mo's face immediately sank.

"Very good, very interesting. Haha, do you think a few yells can prove how brave and great you are? Do you think the criterion for judging a coward is who has a louder voice?"

Everyone was quiet, and they felt a solemn aura spreading in this area.

"Each of you climbed out of the dead, and that's all right. You have killed many enemies and saved the territory and majesty of my Heavenly Fire Empire. I will never ignore this. But are these what you have now? No! This is just your previous credit card! Have you forgotten why you came here?"

"If you forget, I can remind you. I asked my grandfather to hold many competitions within the Vulcan Army and defeat you. Can you compare to those who have won you?"

"When you first entered the Fire God Army, who is much worse than who? But they knocked you down in the final competition. Don't you feel ashamed? Are you still embarrassed to say that you are not a coward?"

"You have always said behind your back that I am a waste, but I have defeated the strongest among you in front of you. What else can you do to be crazy in front of me?"

"The so-called cowardly waste are those who only know how to stop and lie in their parents' capital. Think about it yourself, do you count? I have read the information of each of you, and the oldest among you is not much forty. Why, do you want to continue like this in your life? Do you think that dying bravely on the battlefield with your current waste body is a great honor, stupid! You are just a bunch of foolish scum who even want to vomit when I see it. You are nothing now!"
Chapter completed!