C621 Amputated Arm
C621 Amputated Arm
Yuan He looked at Spirit Cultivator Mo, who was hesitating and thinking about the conversation between the two of them. His brain was racing, and he instantly deduced most of what had happened.
"Oh my god, what kind of background does this pretty boy have? Not only did he kill Young Master An, he even let Young Master Mo cut off one of his arms. He looks so handsome, could it be that he's raised by some spirit king?"
A drop of cold sweat slid down from Yuan He's forehead. At this moment, he noticed that there was a huge gap between his own understanding of the matter from the beginning.
Regardless of whether or not this pretty boy was the face of the Spirit King, just looking at his fearless appearance, if he did not put on an act, then it would be too funny and definitely not something a small figure like him could participate in.
The greed in Yuan He's heart vanished, and between his little life and his future, he chose to take both.
Without batting an eyelid, Yuan He took out his communication device and pressed the red button at the center.
The infield was right next to the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce. The person on duty in the security department had a look of shock on his face, "This is a first class alarm. Why hasn't it sounded since the creation of the Chamber of Commerce?"
"Where did the signal source come from?"
"Head of Department, it was shot from the Nine Dragons Yi [1]."
"I'll ask Elder Mian to immediately go and assist him. Remember, it's best if you don't act rashly before Elder Mian and I arrive."
"Yes."
"..."
Yuan He was secretly proud of his actions. He was completely unaware that every move of his was caught in Su Mu's eyes. However, Su Mu was too lazy to make a fuss about it with him.
Otherwise, with just a thought, this fatty would have already exploded into a ball of blood fog.
Spirit Cultivator Mo was standing behind Yuan He. He clearly saw Yuan He's little actions, and hope ignited in his eyes. As the grandson that he doted on the most, Spirit Cultivator Mo understood a lot of secrets in the Chamber of Commerce.
"Grandfather is at the headquarters today, he is known as the strongest expert closest to the fate field! Even a Fate Realm Spirit King can exchange two moves with him. No matter how strong he is, it is impossible for him to achieve his fate.
Spirit Cultivator Mo's mind was full of thoughts. Who would be willing to have an arm cut off without a reason!
"Senior, we are willing to apologize. No matter if it is the Heavenly and Earthly Treasure or the cultivation technique divine weapons, as long as we have them, senior can take them all! We will not hesitate!
Please be merciful, Senior! "
"How boring."
Spirit Cultivator Mo was able to see what the fatty was doing clearly, but the two of them thought they had done it flawlessly.
"Liu-Li, how much longer until the auction starts?"
Liu Li let out an "ah" in a daze, and subconsciously replied: "Only three minutes left."
"Three minutes huh? It would be perfect if we go now."
Su Mu raised his arm and his palm was like a knife as he gently waved towards the sky.
Chi chi chi!
The three transparent astral winds that were as sharp as blades fiercely collided with the air and issued a sharp and ear-piercing screech.
Spirit Cultivator Mo's and the others' right arms were cut off at their roots. Boiling blood splattered on the white ground, dying it with bewitching blood.
Due to the wind blades being too fast, Spirit Cultivator Mo and the others did not feel any pain when their arms were chopped off.
It was only when he saw the severed arm out of the corner of his eye that he felt the pain of tearing his nerves apart.
"Ah, my hand! My hand! "Kill you, I will kill you!"