War God's Revenge

Seeing that the bodyguard in front of him made his move, Lang Mu's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain.    

If he were to fight against such a person, he would feel disgraced!    

"What did you say?"    

Hearing Lang Mu's words, the bodyguard's face changed drastically as he tried his best to increase his speed.    

A wave of anger suddenly rose.    

It made the veins on his face bulge as if he had received a huge insult!    

As a young Sixth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator, this person was the strongest in the new generation of Miao Family.    

He was usually proud and arrogant, but now, he was being called trash by a guy who came out of nowhere.    

This made him completely angry!    

In his rage, the bodyguard suddenly retracted his fist and viciously punched towards Lang Mu's chest.    

He wanted to punch through Lang Mu and then use his inner force to blast Lang Mu into pieces.    

Using the cruelest method, he defeated Lang Mu completely.    

Let Miao Feng, who was behind him, know how important he was to the current Miao Family!    

After accomplishing all of these, he believed that he would have to wait until the day his Miao Family returned to Xining.    

He would become a character like Zhong Shan in the Miao Family.    

It was highly regarded!    

This was the reason why he was willing to follow the Miao Family and flee for his life!    

I can't beat Ye Tian, but can't I beat Ye Tian's dog?    

Swish!    

In his rage, the bodyguard fiercely punched Lang Mu's chest.    

Wherever his fist landed, the wind raged, and it was like a lightning strike towards Lang Mu.    

During this process, Lang Mu, who had rushed in front of him, did not even make a move.    

It was as if he was scared silly by the sight before him and forgot to attack!    

Hey!    

Seeing that Lang Mu still hadn't moved yet, the bodyguard was immediately overjoyed.    

It was obvious that Lang Mu was scared silly by his own strength and had forgotten to attack.    

This caused the corner of his mouth to curl into a sinister smile.    

It was as if he could already see the scene of Lang Mu being destroyed by him!    

Bang!    

Just like what the bodyguard thought, when his fist landed on Lang Mu's chest.    

Lang Mu still had no reaction.    

He took a punch on the chest!    

Eh?    

The next second, the smile on the bodyguard's face disappeared.    

It was as if he had seen the most horrifying scene in the world. He was completely dumbfounded!    

That was because after Lang Mu received his punch, his body remained the same.    

There wasn't even any change.    

Meanwhile, the fist that should have pierced Lang Mu's chest was still nailed onto his body.    

It was as if they had only touched each other slightly.    

There was no bloody scene at all!    

This scene stunned the bodyguard.    

He was well aware of the principle of killing chickens with an ox knife, even if Lang Mu did not reveal any aura of a Ancient Martial Cultivator.    

He still attacked with all his strength!    

However, this full force attack had no effect at all.    

This made the bodyguard feel as if he had fed the dog all these years of training.    

What was going on?    

Swish!    

The next second, the question on the bodyguard's mind was answered.    

Lang Mu, who appeared in front of him, disdainfully smiled and said:    

"You don't believe me when I say you're trash?"    

Swish!    

The moment Lang Mu finished speaking, he immediately made his move.    

It was like going to a supermarket where a customer would go to a shelf to pick up something.    

Ye Zichen casually reached out a hand and pressed down on the bodyguard's cheek.    

Immediately after, an explosive sound was heard.    

Ka-cha! *    

Pfft!    

Lang Mu's hand suddenly grabbed the bodyguard's face.    

The bodyguard's head exploded like a crushed watermelon.    

The entire front of his face instantly ruptured, and fresh blood instantly squeezed out between Lang Mu's fingers.    

They converged into a stream of blood that splattered out in all directions.    

The whole process was slow and crazy.    

This shocked Miao Feng and the others who were standing behind the bodyguard!    

Just a moment ago, they were shocked that Lang Mu was able to resist the fist of the bodyguard.    

In the next second, they were shocked by Lang Mu's crazy actions.    

They had never seen anyone who could shatter the face of a Ancient Martial Cultivator with one hand and take his life with another.    

One had to know, this bodyguard was a new generation of Ancient Martial Cultivator that was meticulously trained by Miao Family.    

It was now the power of the Sixth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator!    

Such a person would actually be killed by Lang Mu in such a humiliating way.    

This made them feel that the entire world had gone crazy!    

"Oh my god!"    

As Lang Mu crushed the bodyguard's face, he calmly pushed the bodyguard's corpse and walked forward.    

The group of bodyguards beside Miao Feng were completely shocked.    

Some of them screamed and retreated while others paled on the spot. They were immobilized by the battle, and some even fainted on the spot.    

As bodyguards of Miao Family, they were all experts, and were well aware of the strength of their comrades who had attacked first.    

Such powerful strength, in front of Lang Mu, was as laughable as a bug facing an elephant.    

The shock that this gave them could be imagined.    

After the initial shock, they knew that the strength of the man before them had already surpassed their expectations.    

They were no match for this person!    

Plop!    

… ….    

As Lang Mu slowly walked forward, everyone in Miao Family retreated, while the bodyguards in the same place all knelt down.    

They did not dare to look Lang Mu in the face, much less attack him.    

He also threw Miao Feng and the others' shouts to the side.    

At this moment, even if Miao Family people took out mountains of gold and silver to request for their help, they would still not move!    

They knew that they were no match for Lang Mu!    

Pow! Pow! Pow!    

Facing the group of Miao Family bodyguards who knelt down, Lang Mu did not have a shred of sympathy.    

He stepped forward and kicked each of the kneeling bodyguards to the ground.    

Then, like a huge mountain, he walked towards the Miao Family people who were retreating.    

He took a step, and the Miao Family person retreated two steps under Miao Feng's lead.    

Very quickly, the last few Miao Family members were pushed to the balcony.    

"You! Let me go, let our Miao Family go, our Miao Family is willing to give you half of our family property! "Please, please spare our lives!"    

Under the huge pressure, Miao Feng opened his mouth.    

He opened his mouth with a face full of fear as he took out his last bit of capital, wanting to demand more …    

A way out.    

"Do you think I care?"    

Lang Mu laughed sinisterly, staring at Miao Feng's face, "You are the Patriarch of Miao Family?"    

"Yes!"    

Miao Feng nodded nervously. Right after he finished his sentence, Lang Mu grabbed him by the neck.    

"Don't kill me! H-he is the Patriarch of Miao Family! I just became the Patriarch!"    

Miao Feng shuddered and quickly pointed at Miao Cheng on the ground.    

He felt that Lang Mu's hand had already embedded itself into his own flesh.    

If he used a bit more force, his neck would break.    

"Oh, him."    

Lang Mu nodded in realization. He looked down at the despairing Miao Cheng and grinned.    

"That's great."    

"Right, right!" He's the Patriarch, I'm not, I'm not! "    

Miao Feng quickly agreed.    

Like a sleepyhead, he kept nodding his head.    

Ka-cha! *    

Lang Mu twisted Miao Feng's neck and looked at Miao Cheng.    

"You can get up and lead this group of beasts back to Xining!"