"Hahahaha! What a joke! You want to take all our lives?"
The leader of the Black Armored Guards froze when he heard Qing Mu's words, then burst out laughing.
Even his gaze was steeped in contempt as he looked at Qing Mu, and a savage killing intent surfaced on his vicious face.
To his eyes, Qing Mu gave off no aura whatsoever, looking like nothing more than an ordinary old man.
Even after carefully probing him, the leader of the Black Armored Guards still detected no trace of Dou Qi flowing through Qing Mu's body.
This only strengthened his conviction.
The Qing Mu before him was merely an arrogant, ignorant old fool who dared speak so brazenly to their Mo Clan here in Salt City.
"Listen, you old bastard. With those brittle bones of yours, you think you can take our lives?"
The Black Armored Guards cleared a path. Their leader, the Black Armored Captain, walked through them and stopped before Qing Mu. With an arrogant expression, he jabbed a finger against Qing Mu's chest and sneered.
"I'd like to see just what gives you and that master of yours the right to take the lives of our Mo Clan's Mo Guards here in Salt City!"
Boom...
The Black Armored Captain had barely finished speaking, his sneer still lingering on his face, when a powerful aura erupted from Qing Mu's body.
The sudden turn left the Black Armored Guards no time to react.
In an instant, a powerful surge of Dou Qi rushed from Qing Mu's chest and slammed into the Black Armored Captain's finger.
Bang...
With a dull thud, the finger the Black Armored Captain had jabbed against Qing Mu's chest burst apart, turning into a mangled pulp of flesh and blood in an instant.
Blood splattered before the