From a distance, Qingzhu clenched her fists and bit her ruddy lips, indignantly cursing, "Three powerhouses ganging up on a youth, what kind of magnanimity is that!"
On the northern mountain peak, Lu Haotian and the others all wore solemn expressions. Lin Mo was now facing three Martial God Strong Persons.
"No one ever had the right to talk to me, Lin Mo, about threats," Lin Mo's eyes were filled with a cold intent. With a casual lift of his fist, he threw a punch as mighty as the heavens' wrath, shattering the space and emitting a deafening explosion.
Song Yi, who was closest to Lin Mo, hurriedly launched an attack as firm as meteorite iron, a towering wave, but it was directly shattered by Lin Mo's Punch Light.
