"Let them go!" The mustached man glanced at Wu Xian and the others in Su Mo's and Qin Busi's hands and spoke coldly.
His voice was not loud, but in Su Mo and Qin Busi's ears, it was like thunder exploding in the nine heavens.
Puff! Puff!
Su Mo and Qin Busi's bodies shook violently as if they had been struck by lightning. They both spat out a mouthful of blood.
They felt an invisible power directly acting on their bodies. This power was vast, like a million miles of rivers, like a million miles of mountains and rivers. It could not be stopped.
"What?" Su Mo was shocked and aghast. An Honorable was so terrifying!
"Let us go or they will all die!" Qin Busi's face was pale. He raised the two hostages in his hands and shouted loudly.
Su Mo tightened his grip on the hostages in his hands. He squeezed Wu Xian and the other skinny youth until their eyes rolled back.
Only by firmly controlling the hostages in his hands could he have the confidence to fight against an Honorable.
"Honorable Fan, Honorable Yin, save me!"
"Honorable Honorable Fan, save us!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! "
The dozen Sorcerer tribe geniuses who had been taken hostage all cried out. Their faces were filled with terror.
"I'll give you three breaths to let them go! Otherwise, you will die and your soul will be destroyed! "
The mustached man's eyes narrowed and a cold light flashed in them. He shouted coldly. The aura on his body suddenly increased like a raging wave. It formed an invisible pressure that crushed toward Su Mo and Qin Busi with the power to topple the mountains and overturn the seas.
If he had not been worried about Wu Xian's safety, he would have attacked long ago and killed the two people in front of him. He would not have wasted his breath!
The powerful pressure was like a giant mountain and an invisible shackle. It pressed down on Su Mo and Qin Busi's bodies, causing them to break out in a cold sweat and the bones in their bodies to creak.
In Su Mo's and Qin Busi's eyes, the mustached man's figure was incomparably imposing. His aura dominated heaven and earth as if he was the ruler of heaven and earth. His eyes shone so brightly that no one dared to look at him directly.
However, no matter how strong he was, Su Mo had to face him.
At this moment, Su Mo gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He exerted force in his left hand and the skinny young man in his hand screamed. His body immediately exploded into pieces and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
When the other hostages saw this, their faces turned pale with fright. Even Wu Xian's eyes showed a hint of terror.
"If we die, they will be buried with us!" Su Mo's eyes were red as he shouted angrily. He had killed a hostage to show his determination.
The mustached middle aged man was first slightly stunned when he saw this, and then he was instantly infuriated because an ant like native actually dared to brutally kill his clansmen before him. Chen Xi was simply courting death.
"You're courting death!" The mustached middle-aged man shouted and immediately took a step forward.
Boom!
He took a step forward. In an instant, it was as if lightning had descended from the sky. The air shook violently. Su Mo and Qin Busi seemed to have been struck by a heavy blow. Once again, they spat out blood and could not help but retreat explosively.
The Qi strength around Qin Busi's body instantly scattered. The ten geniuses of the Sorcerer tribe wrapped in Qi strength were directly thrown out and escaped Qin Busi's control.
"Two more breaths!" The mustached middle-aged man took another step forward and instantly came within 100,000 feet of Su Mo and Qin Busi.
"Stop or I will kill him!" Seeing this, Su Mo immediately roared angrily and threw Wu Xian in his hand forward.
Even though he was injured, his hand still firmly gripped Wu Xian's neck and did not dare to loosen his grip.
He could not let the other get close, otherwise, he would undoubtedly die!
When the mustached middle-aged man saw this, he immediately stopped. He frowned slightly and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
This was what he feared the most. Nothing could happen to Wu Xian.
Perhaps the others could die, but Wu Xian could not!
Wu Xian's great-grandfather was the High Priest of the branch tribe. He was the second most powerful person in the branch. If anything happened to Wu Xian, none of them would survive!
The mustached middle-aged man had thought that he could instantly shake Wu Xian from Su Mo's hand. Even if Su Mo's hand loosened for a tenth of the blink of an eye, he would immediately attack.
However, he found that he had underestimated the native in front of him. His hand seemed to have taken root and was firmly fixed on Wu Xian's neck.
He did not dare to act rashly. If he injured Wu Xian, it would be over!
As murderous desire surged in the mustached middle-aged man's heart, he was also somewhat puzzled. How could such a person appear in the tiny Firmament World?
This was simply inconceivable!
Seeing the mustached middle-aged man's fear, Su Mo and Qin Busi looked at each other and their figures began to slowly retreat.
They had to escape as soon as possible. The longer they waited, the slimmer their chances of escaping would be.
Whoosh!
However, just as Su Mo and Qin Busi retreated thousands of feet, there was a ripple in the space behind them. The old woman suddenly appeared behind them.
Su Mo and Qin Busi immediately stopped and their bodies tensed. They did not dare to underestimate this old woman. Her strength was also not something they could contend with.
"Let go of the three of them and I will let you leave!" the mustached middle-aged man said coldly as if he had compromised with Su Mo.
There were still three hostages. Su Mo held Wu Xian in his hands and Qin Busi held the two geniuses of the Sorcerer tribe.
"Is that so?" Su Mo's eyes narrowed. He did not believe the other's words. Without hostages, they would undoubtedly die.
He could already see that the other valued Wu Xian and would not dare to act rashly.
At the same time, Su Mo was highly focused and did not dare to relax in the slightest. He was on guard against the middle-aged man and the old woman suddenly attacking.
"I, Wu Fan, can use the name of the Honorable to promise you!" the mustached middle-aged man said lightly.
"I, Wu Yi, also promise you that as long as you let go of the three of them, I will not make things difficult for the two of you!" The old woman also spoke. Her voice was faint and filled with age and coldness.
"Native … Native, the Honorable's words … will not go back on his word!" Wu Xian, who was in Su Mo's hands, said intermittently, her face turning purple.
Hearing this, Su Mo laughed coldly in his heart. He was not a three-year-old child who could be so easily fooled!
The Honorable would not go back on his word? He would rather believe that there were ghosts in the world than believe the words of the Sorcerer tribe!
Qin Busi looked at Su Mo and shook his head slightly, indicating that he could not believe the other's words.
He was truly worried that Su Mo would be deceived. After all, although Su Mo's strength was great, he was still very young and could be easily fooled.
Su Mo nodded slightly and moved closer to Qin Busi. The two of them stood back to back, guarding against Wu Fan and Wu Yi.
For a moment, there was a stalemate. The two Honorables, Wu Fan and Wu Yi, did not dare to act rashly and were unwilling to let Su Mo and Qin Busi leave.
Su Mo's mind raced and sweat beaded on his forehead. He anxiously thought of a way to escape.
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