Chapter 1250

"You two have not knelt down and died. If you kneel down obediently, I can let you two be companions on the road to the underworld."

Mr. Sun spread his palms and a small fireball slowly brewed in his palms. Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoyue was so scared that her face turned pale.

She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that this strange method would allow this person to produce a fireball in his hand out of thin air, which was far beyond Zhang Xiaoyue's perception.

However, even in this situation of dying, Zhang Xiaoyue still did not forget Ye Mo. She sighed to Ye Mo and said, "If you let you leave early, you won't leave. Now you can't leave even if you want to leave. Forget it, I will marry you when I get to the underworld, which is considered compensation."

When Ye Modun was surprised when he heard Zhang Xiaoyue say this, he didn't expect that at this time, Zhang Xiaoyue was still joking.

"Forget it, you can't die, don't worry."

When Mr. Sun threw out the fireball for the second time, Ye Mo caught it out of thin air. The fist-sized fireball was grabbed by Ye Mo in his palm and was extinguished with force.

When Zhang Xiaoyue saw this scene, her eyes widened and showed an incredible look, because she had just experienced it personally that the fireball was extremely hot, and the machete in her hand was melted in an instant and turned into molten iron.

But Ye Mo grabbed the strange fireball with his hands. Not only did he not get any injuries, he directly extinguished the fireball, which made Zhang Xiaoyue even more curious about Ye Mo.

In addition to Zhang Xiaoyue, there was another person even more shocked, who was Mr. Sun from the Black Tiger Gang.

Mr. Sun regarded himself as a cultivator and did not take Ye Mo and Zhang Xiaoyue seriously. He thought that a fireball technique could send these two people underground to rebirth, but Ye Mo easily caught the fireball he had sent out.

"You..." Mr. Sun stuttered a little.

He had just arrived at Cangyue City, and with a noble attitude, he was ready to unify the world and become the local king here. Then he knew that he had just arrived at the first stop here and met Ye Mo.

"Yes, I'm also a cultivator."

A fireball was also brewing in Ye Mo's palm. When Mr. Sun saw the fireball in Ye Mo's palm gradually changed from the size of a fist to the size of a washbasin, he was so scared that he had no strength left.

When a group of elites from the Black Tiger Gang saw this scene, they were so scared that they were no longer looking. The fireballs as big as Mr. Sun’s fist were killed in every way, and Ye Mo was like a fireball as big as a washbasin. Wouldn’t it have the power to destroy the world?

Zhang Xiaoyue finally realized something was wrong, and she realized that Ye Mo was actually an immortal cultivator.

Thinking that he had vowed to protect Ye Mo before, Zhang Xiaoyue's face couldn't help but turn red.

"As a cultivator, who is a cultivator, participates in disputes between ordinary people and kills people at any time, is unforgivable."

After Ye Mo said this, the fireball in his hand flew out instantly, covering Mr. Sun with a sudden scream. Mr. Sun's body turned into ashes, and there was no slag left.

Ye Mo's domineering method made everyone in the Heihu Gang stunned, especially the leader of the gang, Heihu, who knelt on the ground and shivered all over.
Chapter completed!