Chapter 643 Ran Away

"We were deliberately made to think that the person coming would be that Xuanyuan, so that we could recruit magic output."

"This is really a clever trick!"

Feng Yan stared at Su Mu who was walking slowly outside the hall, and punched the dragon chair.

On weekdays, he would control himself, but now he was in a state of anger, and the force directly broke the armrest of the chair.

"Don't panic, let us meet this Su Fashen!"

He stood up suddenly and walked towards his fearful subordinates.

Everyone stood in a row, waiting for Su Mu to step into the hall.

With every step of the figure outside, they would instinctively feel a sense of fear.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, we have so many people here!"

Not knowing whether to comfort his younger brother or himself, Feng Yan kept muttering.

After a while, Su Mu finally walked to the door of the hall.

"Hello, everyone1"

A smiling voice sounded.

"Are you that Su Mu?"

Feng Yan had a stern face and didn't give Su Mu a good look.

"You deliberately set up this game, you really took great pains!"

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Su Mu was stunned.

Layout?

Were these resurrectors scared?

It was clearly them who dug a pit for me to jump into, how come I was the one who set up the game?

"You hid on purpose to make us think you were pulled into the plane."

"In fact, it was just to find an opportunity to trick us into Huadu."

"I have to admit that you are a smart person, but you overestimate yourself!"

Feng Yan's voice was extremely low.

"Do you know how many people are in this palace city?"

He glared at Su Mu, with a strong threat in his tone.

"I know!"

Su Mu nodded.

"Uh!"

This answer scared Feng Yan.

Knowing that this was a dangerous place, Su Mu dared to break in with great fanfare. It was obvious that he was fearless!

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Even his men were trembling.

"In fact, we don't have to go this far!"

"Although you were not pulled into the plane this time, you should know that there are at least hundreds of ancestors in that plane."

"If you are willing to make peace, all the previous grievances can be written off."

Feng Yan was really scared.

"I'm afraid that won't work." Su Mu replied with a smile.

"Do you really want to fight us to the death?"

"If you kill me today, the ancestors of my Feng family will never let it go!"

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Su Mu, Feng Yan took several steps back.

"Hehe!"

Su Mu shook his head with disdain.

"They say that if you send a Buddha to the west, today I will let you die clearly."

"I have entered that plane."

Just this sentence immediately changed the faces of Feng Yan and his men.

Su Fashen entered the plane?

But why did he appear here intact?

Could it be that this Su Fashen reached some kind of consensus with those ancestors?

One thought after another came to Feng Yan's mind.

"The ancestors you mentioned died one step ahead of you guys."

However, Su Mu's other words completely overturned all of Feng Yan's cognition.

"This is impossible!"

He almost roared subconsciously.

"What are you dreaming about?"

"Can you kill those ancestors?"

The hysterical roar resounded throughout the hall.

Su Mu did not argue, and a staff appeared in his hand.

"Do it!"

With Feng Yan's roar, he activated the formation in the hall.

Those who were ambushed outside the hall also received the signal.

Thousands of meat shield warriors rushed into the hall, trying to restrict Su Mu.

Tens of thousands of mages also rushed in, ready to fight with all their strength.

Suddenly, snowflakes floated in the huge palace wall.

The sudden drop in temperature made everyone feel cold.

"What's going on? Why didn't the formation start?"

In the hall, Feng Yan also noticed something was wrong.

The original restriction array was not successfully opened.

"Did you do it?"

Seeing the faint smile on Su Mu's lips, he immediately reacted.

Without answering, Su Mu stood there, with no intention of attacking at all.

"Kill him!"

A cold voice sounded.

A group of high-defense warriors did not need to wait for Feng Yan's order, their eyes were already full of murderous intent.

In order to regain the dignity of the resurrectors, they must remove this "thorn in the flesh".

The momentum of thousands of people combined also made Feng Yan slightly relieved.

Many stories have happened in this Ming Palace.

There are countless big scenes like today.

The difference is that such a big battle is just to deal with Su Mu alone.

"Self-destruction!"

As they approached, Su Mu was calm.

Soon, the first group of people approached and attacked.

They were all warriors, powerful, and most of the weapons in their hands were big swords.

"Dang!"

The crisp sound of metal collision rang out.

Facing Su Mu's divine body, these people's attacks were simply unable to break through the defense.

"What is this?"

"Don't come over!"

"It's cold, so cold!"

A force of frost flowed along their weapons and permeated their bodies at an extremely fast speed.

No one could resist!

The ice was piercing, and the temperature in the hall instantly dropped below zero.

The first people who attacked Su Mu all turned into ice sculptures.

"Bang!"

The people behind rushed up, and the ice slag shattered all over the ground.

They were too powerful and it was too late to stop.

Another group of ice sculptures appeared on the field.

"Devil, this guy is a devil!"

"What methods did he use? Isn't this too scary?"

"Run, run quickly, staying here is a dead end."

The shouts of fear continued.

The remaining resurrected people.

Ran away!