Kind of like a morbid condition.

The young man was wearing gray clothes and playing with a folding fan in his hand, just like a handsome young man in ancient times.

He looked at Su Yu with playful eyes.

But when he saw the body of the fog beast carried on Su Yu's shoulders, his eyes suddenly burst into light.

"Mist beast?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and a greedy look spread out from the young man's eyes.

"I didn't expect that the dignified young city lord actually hunted the fog beast himself, and even let you succeed. Wu Jie, you are so lucky!"

The young man looked at Su Yu somewhat sourly.

Su Yu looked at the young man in front of him quietly and said lightly

said.

"none of your business?"

Su Yu relied on Wu Jie's memory to easily determine the identity of the young man in front of him.

This person is the descendant of another Great Sun Grandmaster of the Wu Clan, called Wu Xing. He is now in his early twenties, but his cultivation has reached the terrifying eighth level of the Golden Body.

Looking at the entire Mist Clan, they are among the top geniuses.

Compared to Wu Jie, he is not even the slightest bit stronger.

In the Golden Body Realm, every time you turn, your strength will be several times stronger.

Of course, this is nothing more than that for Su Yu.

So, it’s not something to be afraid of.

"Wuxing, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, this is hunted by Brother Jie. As long as you dare to rob it, be careful that the city lord will ask questions about you!"

Next to Su Yu, a young man from the Mist tribe suddenly shouted angrily.

Wu Xing's eyelids drooped slightly.

The folding fan in his hand flapped his palm gently, and a cold voice sounded from Wu Xing's mouth.

"Who do you think you dare to talk to me like this? Your master didn't even open his mouth, and the dog barked first?"

"Forget it Wu Jie, after all, you are the son of the city lord. But you, relying on Wu Jie's relationship, dare to speak such arrogant words to me. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I really don't know how high the sky is!"

A solemn voice sounded from Wu Xing's mouth.

The next moment, figures seemed to appear in the fog, and they stood quietly behind Wu Xing.

Su Yu narrowed his eyes and saw several servants standing behind Wu Xing, each of them possessing the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Golden Body.

For a moment, the young man next to Su Yu shrank his neck, a little afraid.

There was even more regret in my heart.

The reason why he dared so much just now was entirely because of Wu Jie's identity.

But if you really want to contradict Wu Xing, the other person is the heir of the Great Sun Grandmaster, and one word can make you die without a burial place.

In a place like the Mist Clan, the weak can only be oppressed by the strong.

This is the unchanging rule of Wanzu Continent.

"What? You want to attack me?"

Su Yu spoke calmly, and a pair of cold eyes fell on Wu Xing.

Wu Xing smiled slightly and said.

"How could I attack the Young City Lord? How noble the Young City Lord is? If I accidentally hurt the Young City Lord, my father will not exempt me from punishment. But the Young City Lord's friend does not take me seriously, so I will teach him a lesson.

There should be no problem."

Wu Xing looked at Su Yu jokingly. Although he was a city lord, he didn't have any respect for Wu Jie.

Su Yu said calmly, "What do you want to do?"

Wu Xing chuckled and said, "Young City Lord has already spoken, so let's do this. Young City Lord will give me your fog beast, and I will spare this person, how about that?"

As he said that, Wu Xing looked at the fog beast on Su Yu's shoulder with a greedy look on his face.

Although the fog beast in front of him only has level eight cultivation, for Wu Xing, it can also improve many cultivation levels.

It is even possible to break through the ninth level.

Even Wu Xing coveted the fog beast on Su Yu's shoulder.

"you!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several Wu clan youths around Su Yu suddenly changed and they looked at Wu Xing angrily.

"I think your move is fake. I want the mist beast on Young City Lord to be real."

"I have never seen such a shameless person like you!"

"That's right, the mist beast belongs to the young city lord, why should I give it to you?"

Several people spoke one after another, angrily scolding the shameless Wu Xing.

A hint of gloomy expression flashed across Wu Xing's face, "It seems like you people are being punished by drinking wine instead of eating it!"

A cold color flashed across Wu Xing's eyes.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say, let's take action!"

After Wu Xing finished speaking, the servant behind him took action instantly.

Each one has the cultivation level of the sixth level of the golden body, and can explode with 120% strength in the mist.

Several young people from the Mist tribe around Su Yu were not afraid at all and took action one after another.

They are also young talents from the Wu clan, and each of them has the cultivation level of the Golden Body. Although a few of them are weaker than the servants brought by Wu Xing, they can still not fall behind.

Wu Xing looked at the motionless Su Yu with interest and said.

"Young City Lord, I wonder if you are still willing to give the fog beast to me now? If you really let me take action, when will

The young city lord Shi was injured, but I can’t be blamed!”

Wu Xing said coldly.

Su Yu slowly placed the fog beast on the ground, and its huge body shook the ground slightly.

Su Yu rubbed his wrist and said lightly.

"Originally I wanted to reason with you, but I found that trying to reason with a fool is a very stupid thing to do."

"so."

Su Yu suddenly looked at Wu Xing, and a terrifying murderous intention filled the air from Su Yu's eyes.

Faced with such terrifying murderous intent, Wu Xing was stunned for an instant.

From the killing intent in Su Yu's eyes, he seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and the strong smell of blood hit his face.

It seemed as if there were countless dead ghosts constantly ringing in Wu Xing's ears.

A series of whining sounds were made.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Wu Xing's pupils dilated instantly, and the whites of his eyes took up most of the pupils.

He held his head and screamed in fear, his whole body shaking continuously.

Su Yu slowly walked to Wuxing's side, stepped directly on Wuxing's shoulder with one foot, and stepped on the trembling Wuxing on the ground.

Looking down at Wu Xing.

"Now I give you two choices."

"The first is to get out of here yourself, the second is to ask me to help you get out of here!"

The faint voice seemed like a devil whispering in Wu Xing's ears.

Wu Xing suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Yu in horror.

Obviously Su Yu didn't do anything, but the murderous look in Su Yu's eyes scared Wu Xing out of his wits.

Su Yu had truly fought on the battlefield, and countless powerful men from all races had fallen into Su Yu's hands.

Among the geniuses who fell in Su Yu's hands, none of them were more powerful than Wu Xing.

How could Wu Xing, a person who was used to a comfortable life, endure such a terrifying sense of oppression?

Just one look was enough to scare him out of his wits in an instant.

He said quickly.

"I'll get out, I'll get out myself!"

"Young City Lord, have mercy on me! Have mercy on me, Young City Lord!"
To be continued...