Chapter 877: How Dare You Slap Me?

When Su Zimo heard this, he frowned, looked at the figure of the man in black, and immediately remembered who he was?

"It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough."

Su Zimo said with a cold face.

"Phantom, you traitor, how could it be you?"

Just listen to Tianwu Tianzun behind Su Zimo shouting excitedly, and then, a white figure quickly attacks the black shadow.

But in just a moment, Tianwu Tianzun was bounced back by a force.

Not far away, Xin Jue's eyes were filled with coldness, and he quickly flew to catch his father.

"puff……!"

This blow seriously injured Tianwu Tianzun.

Su Zimo took a look and quickly took out a god-level third-grade healing pill from the space ring and gave it to Tianwu Tianzun.

She turned around suddenly and looked at the man in black with a cold face.

"It seems that if you were asked to bring it last time, you didn't bring it to the old witch."

"Bitch, don't be rude to our master."

"He's just a traitor, but he still dares to stand up in front of me."

Before Su Zimo's voice fell, her figure moved as fast as lightning. When everyone saw her figure clearly, they saw her right hand slapping out, and she hit the man in black hard on the face unprepared.

This slap was very loud.

The whipping was also heavy, but even more ruthless!

Not only did he knock the man in black to the ground, but he also knocked out several of his teeth. Blood spurted out from the corner of the man in black's mouth, mouth after mouthful.

However, the man in black quickly stood up and then took a few steps with difficulty. He tremblingly stretched out his left hand and pointed at Su Zimo with his right hand, with a pair of angry black eyes filled with violent storms.

"How dare you slap me? Even if your mother was still alive, he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous to me."

"Bullshit, now and then, what my mother dare not do does not mean that I dare not do it. If you dare to say a single rude word again, I will let you, the traitor, die immediately without a burial place."

Su Zimo deliberately emphasized the word traitor.

"Traitor, I am not a traitor. Good birds choose trees to roost in. Mu Xinyan's side is not suitable for me. Whoever I want to be loyal to, that is my freedom."

Phantom refuted Su Zimo's words confidently.

"What a high-sounding reason. You are a member of the Tamu tribe, and you are running to be loyal to the Wu tribe who destroyed your own tribe. Isn't this betrayal? What is it? No one with any conscience will look at his tribe with open eyes. Go to death and remain indifferent, but it would be better for you to live under the wings of the Witch Clan, and now you are fighting against your own people. The Tamu Clan’s undead spring knows this and will never let go of you, a beast.”

Su Zimo spoke harshly. Traitors were the people she hated the most. If she didn't scold a traitor when she saw him, she would always feel uncomfortable.

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand anything. Don't think that you can control the Muta Clan after you are reborn. After rebirth, you are no longer Jian Mo of the Muta Clan."

Phantom retorted unwillingly and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. This was the first time in a hundred years that he had been hurt by someone, and both times he was hurt by this woman.

"That's better than you, a traitor. At least my soul is still that of Jian Mo, but you will always be a traitor to the Muta clan."

"A war of words can't solve anything. Su Zimo, you want to find the top ten gods to help you, but I won't let you do it."

Phantom sneered and roared, looking at Su Zimo with a pair of eyes that meant something else.