Chapter 1642: Hit 3

Yun Zhao heard that his master was about to come, his eyes lit up and he immediately looked at Situ Xiao intently.
The two fathers and sons of Murong's family couldn't help being surprised. Murong Ying was puzzled: "Does the national teacher want to do it himself?"
"Well, the strength of these people is completely unexpected." Murong Qian said with a solemn expression.
Long Feiye took a look and immediately said: "Old man, are you sure you want to go there in person? If someone accidentally beats you to death, we can't afford a national teacher. If the emperor of Yunlong Nation, trouble us. Suffered."
Yue Mobai nodded and said: "Well, look at so many people outside. If something happens to you, the people will not let us go. You make us very embarrassed..."
Situ Xiao had some small surprises, but he would not let these people live, and immediately said: "I will walk the way for the heavens now! Lest there are innocents being persecuted by you."
Nightmare said indifferently: "Here, you said this. We didn't want to do it with you. Since you insist on doing this, then...Little Hitomi, you go!"
Mo Tong smiled immediately, "Just to my liking."
Situ Xiao's face was calm, his eyes were staring at the ink pupil, his right hand turned, and a group of strong blue energy body appeared instantly.
"Yo? Saint Level Ninth Floor? This is not your true strength, right?" Mo Tong raised his eyebrows faintly.
Surprised expression appeared in Murong Qian's eyes, "The national teacher is already at the ninth level?"
Yun Zhaolue was a little proud and said, "Grandpa, Master is not only on the ninth floor, but it is more than enough to deal with these people."
Murong Ying suddenly raised a smile on his face, "The national teacher is still great! These gangsters must not be let go. If they indulge like the prince, it will definitely be a big problem in the future."
Some people from far away caught a glimpse, immediately envy and proud, "Guo Shi is not far from the level."
"It seems that none of these robbers can escape today."
"I am afraid that even if he escaped today, he will be chased by the Mo family and the Long family.
"Yeah! Still a Long Family! They offended Miss Mo, who is the future Young Lady of Long Family."
After hearing this, Yaoyue couldn't help but sneered: "Chichi, a fake, delusional to be the young lady of the Long Family."
Aoki answered, "Wishful thinking."
Meng Yue just looked ahead indifferently without saying anything.
Situ Xiao moved instantaneously, his palm power came out, and he immediately attacked Mo Tong's chest. At the same time, his other hand made a gesture, "Sleepy!"
The blue energy body shot at the ink pupil at a rapid speed, and a thick stone wall instantly rose up behind a group of them.
Mo Tong didn't evade or flicker, his palm was secretly lucky, and he seemed to raise his hand at random, but to many people, it seemed like a praying man's arm as a car, just looking for death.
But when the people who saw it screamed, thinking that they would see the scene in the next second, they lost their voice collectively.
After a while, the Murong father and son who found their voices were surprised at the same time, "What?"
Murong Feixue's originally smiling face became horrified again, "How is it possible?"
The people who saw it exclaimed: "Oh my God!"
There was a hint of surprise in Situ Xiao's eyes, a cold voice, with a questioning meaning, "Your cultivation is not limited to the late Saint level?"
Mo Tong smiled, playing with the dark blue energy body in his palm, "When did I say that I was the strength of the late Saint-Rank? Since I can see that you have more than nine levels, what do you think?" One second, just before Situ Xiao hadn't reacted.
Mo Tong disappeared and appeared straight in front of Situ Xiao, raising his hand to shake, bang! !