Chapter 2011 3.457 Surrender

Zhao He was furious, and a stream of spiritual power flew out and swept towards Qiao Mu's front door like a poisonous snake.

Mo Lian's eyes were filled with anger, she jumped up, and flew to Qiao Mu in an instant. With a wave of her sleeves, the spiritual power that Zhao He shot back went back the way it came, only to be knocked back by an extremely powerful force.

Zhao He was simply shocked!

He never expected that a seemingly light wave of spiritual power from a young man could completely defeat him.

In other words, his decades of cultivation are simply in the hands of this young man, and he can't make a single move?

impossible!

He must have underestimated the enemy before.

Zhao He raised his hand and shouted at the more than forty seventh-level spiritual masters behind him, "Stop them!"

A group of his men moved forward quickly and stopped everyone from the top academy.

Zhao He ignited blazing flames in his palms, twisted his body in mid-air, and with two balls of flames in his hands, he suddenly shot towards the top of the tree below.

Ah! A strange color flashed across Prince Mo's eyes.

A cluster of black flames floated from the fingertips, just a wisp.

Zhao He suddenly realized that the blazing flames in his palms were extinguished bit by bit, until the fire spirit disappeared from his hands.

Zhao He didn't know that this was all the fire spirits in the world coming from an instinctive fear of the holy fire.

Once the holy fire comes out, no one can defeat it.

A huge force suddenly struck in front of Zhao He.

Before Zhao He could make a sound, he felt a huge force coming towards him. Zhao He could not control himself and flew out at a very strange speed.

Miss Qiao never had a chance to take action. She raised her head and glanced at Mo Lian silently, thinking to herself: Zhao Li has his father's support, and she also has her husband's support!

Who doesn’t have any relatives or friends yet? The little guy secretly rolled his eyes.

At this time, Zhao He was burned by the black fire released by Mo Lian.

The black flame, like an evil dragon, suddenly rushed up Zhao He's body and wrapped him tightly.

Zhao He was shocked to find that the fire spirit in his body was gone.

How dare he hesitate? He hurriedly tore open his shirt and threw it to the ground.

In just a moment, a brocade coat was burned to ashes by the black flame.

Zhao He looked at Mo Lian with surprise and uncertainty.

If he hadn't opened the defensive shield first and then attacked the little girl, he might have been burned to ashes at this moment.

Zhao He trembled and shivered, and his legs involuntarily took half a step back.

"You! You? Who are you!" Impossible. According to his intelligence, the little girl who killed his precious son was simply a little ant who went to Shuntian Mansion from the Lower Star Territory. She only stayed in Shuntian Mansion. It’s only half a year.

But the man next to her? But it made him feel a little afraid unexpectedly...

Zhao He knew very well that he could not see what kind of cultivation that young man had.

Why is this man so strong?

Is he really from the Lower Star Territory?

What made Zhao He collapse the most was that half of the more than forty seventh-level spiritual masters he brought were killed by a group of people from the top academy who joined forces.

The remaining twenty or so seventh-level spiritual masters did not dare to fight anymore and hurriedly returned to Zhao He.

"Ahem, cough." Zhao He covered his chest with one hand and stared at Qiao Mu and the others with dumbfounded eyes, "You guys?"