Zhou Xinghu not only lost, he lost miserably.

This not only caused them to lose the right to compete for the place to return to the ruins, but also caused the Zhou family to lose face.

What adventures has Bai Zijie had in these years?

With just two punches, Zhou Xinghu was unable to get up.

"I told you all to come together, but you still act so arrogantly."

Qin Mo shrugged and glanced at the Zhou family with a sneer.

Immediately, he locked his eyes on the Tang family and said, "It's your turn. Who was going to fight just now? Please take the initiative to stand up."

Hearing this, everyone in the Tang family trembled.

A series of fearful glances were glanced at Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao's face turned pale and he did not dare to say a word.

He beat Zhou Xinghu to death with two punches. How could he afford to offend such a evil star?

"Bai Zijie, the sword formation I have been practicing recently has encountered a bottleneck and I cannot exert my strongest combat power. Why don't we make an appointment another day?"

Tang Xiao forced out a smile.

"Then how can you exert your strongest combat power?"

Qin Mo smiled mischievously.

Tang Xiao gritted his teeth and said shamelessly: "The Xuanming Sword Formation I practice... requires the cooperation of at least three people."

"So you want to find three helpers?"

Qin Mo shook his head and chuckled.
Chapter completed!