The silver-haired old man's face was livid with rage. He charged towards the ground and stood before the woman in the span of a breath. At the same time, the four people behind him descended as well.
"Tribe uncle, this person …" When the woman saw the old man arriving, she finally let out a huge sigh of relief in her heart. She was just about to speak when …
"Shut up!" The silver-haired old man let out a cold harrumph. His voice was like thunder, causing the woman to immediately shudder and lower her head, not daring to make another sound.
The boy by her side also trembled and lowered his head, not daring to speak.
The silver-haired old man did not even look at Su Ming and spoke to his four followers in a low voice, "Bring her and her son back. She's already causing trouble the moment she comes to Shaman City."
"Senior, this person can't leave just yet," Su Ming said unhurriedly as he stood there.
As he spoke, the old man's gaze fell on Su Ming with an aloof expression. Once he cast him a glance, he shifted his gaze and looked at Nan Gong Hen, who was smiling wryly by the side.
"Nan Gong Hen, my boy, is this person related to the God of Shamans Temple?"
"This is …" Nan Gong Hen hesitated for a moment before he gritted his teeth.
"Senior Tie Mu, brother Mo might not be related to the God of Shamans Temple, but he is my friend. I …" The moment Nan Gong Hen said those words, the silver-haired old man waved his arm, and instantly, a huge gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and turned into an illusory wave before the old man that charged forward with a howl.
The wave came too suddenly, and a barely noticeable glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The instant the illusory wave closed in on him, he took a swift step forward, then took seven to eight steps to the left, right, and back. He looked as if he had taken a few circles, and a whirlwind instantly appeared around him, crashing into the wave in the blink of an eye.
Booming sounds reverberated in the air. The vortex around Su Ming lasted for the span of several breaths before it shattered. At the same time, he took four steps back. With each step, the ground would tremble faintly, and deep footprints would appear on the ground. It was especially so when he took the fourth step. Fine cracks instantly spread out from under Su Ming's feet.
In fact, as the cracks on the ground spread out, an illusion of water waves spread out in all directions.
As for Nan Gong Hen, his expression changed greatly when the illusory wave arrived. He staggered back several dozen feet before stopping. As for Nangong Shan, she wasn't too close to begin with, so when the cold aura surged from her body, she didn't retreat.
"Then don't get involved!" Only at this moment did the silver-haired old man's hoarse voice ring out.
"As for you, tell me the name of your tribe." The silver-haired old man put down his arm and looked at Su Ming with a ghastly look. As a Great Shaman, he had gone through far too many things in his life, and his intelligence was definitely not something that the woman could compare to. Even at that moment, he could still suppress his anger. He would only decide how severe his attacks would be if he wanted to fight against this person.
As long as Su Ming was not connected to the God of Shamans Temple, as long as Su Ming was not a member of one of the big tribes, as long as Su Ming was not an ally of Eastern Goosefoot Tribe, then he could kill without hesitation.
What he wanted was an answer, an answer from Su Ming's mouth. If he refused to answer, then it was fine. He could just kill him, and he would also be standing on the side of reason. Even if Su Ming truly had some sort of background, Tie Mu had indeed asked, and if he refused to answer, then it would have nothing to do with him.
"I'm from a small tribe. I don't think you know me, senior Tie Mu." Su Ming smiled faintly. He had learned of the old man's name from Nan Gong Hen just now. With a calm expression, he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed towards the old man.
"You're from a small tribe and have no connection to the God of Shamans Temple. Then … what gave you the guts to kill a member of Eastern Goosefoot Tribe?!" A freezing glare appeared in Tie Mu's eyes.
"Kill him on the spot!" As Tie Mu spoke, killing intent immediately appeared in the eyes of the four people behind him, and they turned into four long arcs that charged towards Su Ming.
Su Ming stood there, and the instant the four people closed in on him, he frowned slightly. He lifted his right foot and took a step forward. The instant his foot landed, an extreme burst of speed erupted from Su Ming's body, and in a flash, he shot through the four incoming long arcs. As he lifted his right hand, green light shone, and the small virescent sword grew in size. As Su Ming closed in on him and slashed downwards, the small sword immediately stirred up a piercing whistle as it sliced down towards the old Tie Mu.
Tie Mu let out a cold harrumph. He lifted his right hand and clenched his fist, then hurled it straight towards the small sword that was slicing down. The instant he hurled his fist forward, the shadow of a raging sea manifested behind him. As his fist rumbled, raging waves stirred up in the seawater and surrounded his right hand, causing the old man's hand to be unable to be seen from the distance. Only the raging waves could be seen.
With a bang, the waves crashed into Su Ming's virescent sword. At the same time, a huge force traveled from the sword into Su Ming's body. He let out a muffled groan, and Han Mountain Bell manifested around him. With a single move, he appeared on the other side of the old man. A red light shone on two of his right fingers, and with an extreme speed, he pointed towards the old man.
The old man frowned and instantly closed his eyes before reopening them. As he did so, he let out a low growl. That growl was like thunder, and once it tumbled out of the old man's mouth, it turned into a wave of sound that surged into the sky, causing a large amount of ripples to appear in the air around him. In fact, there were even traces of cracks appearing in the air due to the tremors. Su Ming was the first to be affected by the roar of that wave of sound.
Sharp stabs of pain pierced through his fingers on his right hand. He immediately retreated at full speed and retreated about eighty feet away before he managed to regain his footing. A mouthful of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, the four long arcs charged towards Su Ming from behind. Just as they were about to close in on him, old Tie Mu suddenly spoke.
"The four of you, come back. You're not his opponent!" The four long arcs froze for a moment before they immediately shot up from the ground and charged towards old Tie Mu in midair. They turned into people once again and appeared behind him. The four of them frowned and looked at Su Ming with hostility.
'As expected of a Latter Shaman … Senior Tie Mu, as a Latter Battle Shaman, your physical strength has already surpassed that of a mortal's and entered the realm of sainthood. I might be untalented, but I'd like to learn from you once again.' Su Ming wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth and the desire to fight burned in his eyes.
"You overestimate yourself. Within five breaths, I'll take your life!" Tie Mu lifted his right foot and stomped on the ground. With that one step, the ground immediately started trembling furiously. A strong rebound also came from the ground under Su Ming's body, and he swiftly leapt up.
Yet the instant he leapt up, Tie Mu used the force from that stomp to leap into the air. He clenched his right hand into a fist and hurled it straight towards Su Ming.
With that one punch, a wave manifested behind him, and with the raging wave, it turned into a gigantic green-backed shark. That shark opened its mouth wide and charged towards Su Ming. At the same time, the first breath passed!
Soon after, right after Tie Mu hurled his fist forward, he swiftly pulled it back and hurled another punch forward. The second punch caused the sky and earth to rumble. Waves spread out in all directions and almost covered half of the sky. At the same time, the waves stirred up, and as they rushed towards Su Ming, they turned into a pitch black octopus with numerous tentacles that charged towards Su Ming amidst the waves.
This was the second breath!
When the third breath arrived, Tie Mu hurled his third punch in midair. With that one punch, the illusionary wave that surrounded the sky rose up once again and turned into a gigantic dark turtle. With a swing of its tail, it sliced through the air and charged towards Su Ming!
After the third punch, Tie Mu looked at Su Ming in midair, and his gaze was as if he was looking at a dead man. He was confident that this Medial Shaman before him, whose level of cultivation was still above average, would not be able to withstand the first three styles of his Four Beast Fist.
The Shamans who saw this on the ground all felt their hearts tremble. They now had a deep understanding towards the might of a Latter Shaman, and they all fell silent.
As they saw the wave roaring in the sky and the three ferocious sea beasts charging towards Su Ming, surrounded by seawater, Su Ming found it impossible to dodge, a brilliant light appeared in his eyes.
'Latter Battle Shaman …' Su Ming immediately lifted his hands and turned them into a series of afterimages before him. Once he formed a few seals, a black light shone around his body and Han Mountain Bell manifested. The instant it enveloped Su Ming's body, shocking roars came from Han Mountain Bell.
As those roars and the three ferocious sea beasts closed in, a sight that shocked all the people on the ground appeared before their eyes.
It was a ferocious beast. It had nine heads, and six of them had their eyes open as they looked towards the sky! That ferocious beast had manifested from Han Mountain Bell around Su Ming's body. The moment it appeared, the power of the world around it surged towards it, causing its body to instantly gain physical form. As it roared, the six heads crashed into the three sea beasts.
For the first time, Tie Mu's expression changed. Su Ming's strength surprised him. Without any hesitation, Tie Mu lifted his right hand once again and hurled his fourth punch towards Su Ming.
That punch immediately caused all the seawater around Su Ming to be lifted up. Once it charged higher into the sky, there was no longer any seawater around Su Ming. At the same time, the seawater that had risen into the sky above him gathered together and turned into a gigantic fist.
That fist was entirely blue and was formed by seawater. It looked to be several hundreds of feet in size, and as it fell with a bang, it charged towards the nine-headed beast.
Booming sounds reverberated in the air at that instant and spread through the entire Shaman City, catching the attention of all the Shamans. In fact, the expressions of the Berserkers and Immortals who had come to Shaman City changed, and they immediately looked towards that direction.
As the booming sounds lingered in the air, the illusionary seawater disappeared from the spot where Su Ming and Tie Mu were fighting. The three sea beasts' bodies were torn to shreds, and the gigantic fist in the sky also crumbled inch by inch before disappearing.
Tie Mu's face was dark. He stood in midair and looked at Su Ming, who appeared before him once the nine-headed beast shattered and disappeared.
"You're quite strong, but if you want to fight against me … you're still overestimating yourself!" Tie Mu let out a cold harrumph and walked towards Su Ming. Killing intent shone in his eyes.
"Is that so?" Su Ming wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth and smiled. "To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation. "
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