บท 373: The Powerful Mo Longzi

The atmosphere across the entire Western Desolated City seemed to have frozen solid.

Bringing along thick feelings of shock, stupefied gazes looked towards the scene across the horizon. In the next moment, the corners of their mouths started to open uncontrollably. This ending was clearly something that was totally outside of their expectations.

Across the horizon, Mu Chen stood in the air, his clothes in tatters, with a few wounds showing on his body. Black lightning arced and danced around his body, while an exceptionally chilly expression was displayed on his face. With a gaze as sharp as knives, he stared towards Wu Jia, who was right in front of him, whose face was now flushed red.

Like a steel vice, his hand locked around the throat of the latter, while Spiritual Energy erupted from his palm. With just the slightest bit of movement, he would be able to instantly shatter Wu Jia's throat.