From overhead, a crazy killing desire poured down.
For an instant, Su Mo felt cold throughout his body while a sense of extreme danger emerged. It gave him the creeps.
"Sh*t!"
Su Mo turned pale with fright. He held Hong Qingxuan in his arms and dodged to the side.
"Swoosh!"
A dazzling light descended from above the clouds with a harsh noise and tore apart Su Mo's clothes.
"Boom!"
The light shot into the lake and met the bottom with a violent explosion, which lifted up the water in a circumference of several thousand feet to 1,000 feet high, forming rough waves that welled up all around.
"Who is it!"
Su Mo barked and looked up. He was furious because he would certainly be dead if he had not dodged in time.
Above the clouds stood three young figures.
One of them was Tao Wei, who had failed to kill him last time.