The Life Goddess Slapped Tang Hao from Afar

Su Mu knew of Tang Yuehua's talent: innate rank-nine Soul Power. Unfortunately, her martial soul was a mutated one, not the Clear Sky Hammer.

This also made her feel somewhat inferior.

At this moment, Tang Yuehua's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Only the three siblings had come on this trip.

No one else had come, and if they happened to encounter people from Spirit Hall who surrounded them, they would only suffer.

Facing Tang Yuehua's warning, Tang Hao did not care in the slightest. He even felt that Tang Yuehua was making a mountain out of a molehill and had no awareness of what it meant to be a Clear Sky Sect disciple.

"Tang Hao, I think you've really grown bold. Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you're relying on that lousy hammer? Go on, try touching my senior brother."

"If you dare touch even a single hair on him, let's see whether your Clear Sky Sect won't be spat on by everyone."

Bibi Dong clenched her delicate fists, seeming ready to fight Tang Hao to the death at any moment.

He dared provoke her senior brother. He really was tired of living.

Tang Hao looked at Bibi Dong with a gloomy gaze.

He truly did not dare. The Merit Power around Su Mu was too terrifying; he simply could not afford to provoke him.

Tang Chen had also said that he could provoke anyone, but he must never touch Su Mu.

The others were one thing. Even if he beat up the Pope, Tang Chen could cover for him. But touching Su Mu was equivalent to making an enemy of the entire world.

Over the years Su Mu had traveled the continent, he had saved more people than Tang Hao had beaten