"Cough...cough...!"

At this time, Bingsheng, who was seriously injured, slowly flew over and flew to the side of a group of Xuanbing clan strongmen.

Fortunately, he was only punched through the chest, and he could still bear it for a person of the Holy King level.

"How are you going to die?" Bingsheng's eyes showed a malicious look. Now that the clan leader and other powerful clan members are here, Su Mo will have no way to escape.

Bingyan looked at Su Mo. Her eyes were cold, as cold as frost.

Last time she tried to recruit Su Mo, but Su Mo was aloof and completely dismissive.

Unexpectedly, he let Su Mo go, and now the other party would openly kill her people in the city. It was so desperate.

"Are you talking to me?"

Su Mo stood on the street, his face as calm as water. He raised his head slightly and looked at the handsome middle-aged man above with indifferent eyes.

In the second transformation of False God, he can kill without using the power of chaos.
Chapter completed!