In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

A crisp sound.

The King of Slaves' claws easily pierced Jason's chest.

For a second, time seemed to stand still.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, as if they had imagined their own fate, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

As the claws pierced his body, Jason felt a sharp pain. When he looked down and saw the claws piercing his chest, he knew his death was imminent. He tried to say something, but he had no strength left.

From that moment on, Jason's entire team was wiped out!

King Wannu slowly lifted Jason up, tilted his head to look at him curiously, as if pondering whether the guy was tasty.

Fear, apprehension, tension, and anger intertwined, and Tang Dao, Wang Yueban, Wu Xie, and the others pulled the trigger again, venting their frustration as they fired all their bullets at Wan Nu Wang.

"Da da da…"

"Da da da…"

"retreat!"

Su Mo said in a deep voice, "You are no match for it!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Upon hearing Su Mo's voice, Wang Yueban grabbed the stunned Wu Xie and turned to run.

With Zhang Qiling absent, everyone knew that only Su Mo and his group could deal with the monster. If they stayed behind, they would only be a hindrance to Su Mo and his team.

"Walk…"

Wu Xie and Wang Yueban had only run a few steps when Wan Nu Wang, having finished admiring the lifeless Jason, tossed him forward.

Coincidentally, the blow landed on Wang Yueban and Wu Xie.

The two men, who were running along just fine, were suddenly knocked to the ground by Jason's corpse with a "thud".

"Oops..."

"what!"

Wang Pangzi's first reaction after falling was to pick up the automatic rifle that had fallen to the ground and turn to look at Wan Nu Wang, who was slowly crawling towards him.

"apprentice!"

"Little fatty!"

Wang Kaixuan, Lao Hu, Zhang Yingzhen, and Shirley Yang shouted and prepared to go forward to help.

"Don't worry, someone's here to save the day."

Su Mo's perception was incredibly powerful; he sensed the extra person in the room immediately.

Listening to the person's heartbeat and footsteps, Su Mo immediately knew who it was.

A unique heartbeat, a unique breathing pattern—Zhang Qiling!

Upon hearing Su Mo's words, the group turned to look.

Zhang Qiling moved like a human lightning bolt, his speed was extremely fast, and even A Ning and the others could only see afterimages.

Zhang Qiling leaped up and kicked Wan Nu Wang hard in the chest.

This sudden attack caught Wan Nu Wang off guard, causing him to stagger back five or six meters. Zhang Qiling, using the force of the recoil, dissipated the impact in mid-air and gracefully landed in front of Wu Xie and Wang Yueban.

"..."

Wang Yueban, Wu Xie felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders.

Everyone knew the principle of kicking a dog when it's down. The four fierce generals, led by Chaos, flew up and headed straight for the body of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.

"Woo~"

The King of Ten Thousand Slaves roared in a low voice, stood up straight, and reacted extremely quickly, his claws grabbing the heads of Chaos and the others.

"........."

Upon seeing this, everyone's pupils contracted.

"This guy is more troublesome than I expected!"

Su Mo leaped high into the air, unleashing a powerful strike that split Mount Hua in two. The immense force, combined with the sharpness of the Crimson Sky Sword, aimed straight at the head of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.

As if sensing the danger, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves shook off Chaos and the others, and lunged at Su Mo with bared teeth and claws.

Having narrowly escaped death, Chaos and the others did not hesitate and quickly left the battlefield.

"Roar!"

With over a dozen sharp claws on full display, the sneak attack had failed. Su Mo immediately turned his attention to Wan Nu Wang's limbs, but Wan Nu Wang seemed to have anticipated this and immediately became defensive.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

As the two clashed, Wan Nu Wang's sharp claws and Su Mo's longsword sparked dazzling flames.

"This King of Ten Thousand Slaves is incredibly strong; he can actually keep up with Brother Su's reactions!"

"They're evenly matched; it's actually on par with Master Su!"

Everyone was stunned by the intense battle unfolding on the field.

"Shh!"

The King of Slaves raised his sharp claws high, followed by a whooshing sound, his target aimed directly at Su Mo's head.

Su Mo bent down and turned to the side. The next second, he immediately went back to defend and quickly pried off Wan Nu Wang's claw.

"Roar!"

The King of Ten Thousand Slaves roared repeatedly in anger.

Taking advantage of the opening, Su Mo swiftly withdrew from the battlefield and returned to Lao Hu and the others.

"Master Su..."

"Brother Su!"

"Captain Su..."

Everyone looked at Su Mo in a panic.

"Hoohoo!"

Su Mo adjusted his breathing and said in a deep voice, "We've encountered a formidable enemy..."

Everyone was terrified, especially Lao Hu and the others, who looked as if they had seen a ghost. They had followed Su Mo all over the country and had seen countless ghosts, evil spirits, and zombies.

With Su Mo around, every time they went into a tomb, it felt like coming home. The zombies and evil spirits inside were no match for Su Mo. But today, this Wan Nu King actually made Su Mo feel a little strained.

This greatly alarmed Lao Hu, Zhang Yingchuan, and others.

Wang Yueban asked in surprise, "You're no match for it?"

Su Mo shook his head, "It's rather troublesome; killing it might take some time..."

"Roar!"

Just then, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves roared and charged towards the crowd again.

Chapter 359: Su Mo VS Wan Nu Wang II

"Roar!"

Just then, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves roared and charged towards the crowd again.

"Shh!"

Zhang Qiling, wielding the Black Gold Ancient Blade, blocked the path of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves.

One man, one sword—truly awe-inspiring!

Everyone thought that Zhang Qiling and the King of Ten Thousand Slaves were about to have another thrilling battle.

However, when Wan Nu Wang saw Zhang Qiling, his rampaging body suddenly stopped.

"..."

Wan Nu Wang lowered his head, his eyes scanning Zhang Qiling, his lips moving slightly, "Roar...woo~ Zhang!"

"open!"

The King of Ten Thousand Slaves became instantly agitated, brandishing his sharp claws and unleashing his full power, making his attacks even more ferocious and swift.

Wang Kaixuan exclaimed in surprise, "Did you all hear that? Just now, the King of Wannu uttered a word—Zhang?"

Old Hu was also full of doubt, "It seems like the King of Ten Thousand Slaves and Brother Zhang in black have a grudge. After seeing it, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves acted strangely..."

Su Mo seemed thoughtful. "I've heard that all the previous Wan Nu Kings emerged from the Bronze Gate, and the Zhang family has the duty of guarding it. The two families must be sworn enemies..."

Wang Yueban said, "So it's like enemies meeting, their eyes are filled with hatred!"

Wu Xie looked worried and asked, "Is Brother a match for the King of Ten Thousand Slaves?"

As if in response to Wu Xie's question, Zhang Qiling quickly fell into a disadvantageous position in the face of Wan Nu Wang's sharp attacks, and his battle sword could only be used for defense.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Mo dared not be careless and immediately returned to the battlefield. His long sword drew one cold light after another in the air, and each time it hit Wan Nu Wang's body, but none of the swords were able to kill him.

The physical body of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves is simply too strong!

On the other side, thanks to Su Mo's arrival, Zhang Qiling got a chance to catch his breath. He decisively retreated to the side of Lao Hu and Xue Li Yang, panting heavily.

It seemed that the King of Ten Thousand Slaves only had Zhang Qiling in its eyes. When it saw him leave, it abandoned Su Mo and rushed back towards Zhang Qiling.

Seeing the King of Ten Thousand Slaves charging towards her, Shirley Yang quickly opened her Vajra Umbrella to face him and forcefully defend herself!

"boom!"

When Wan Nu Wang crashed into the Vajra Umbrella, Shirley Yang was thrown back more than fifty meters, along with the umbrella.

However, it was precisely because she retreated more than fifty meters that, after the force was released in the air, Shirley Yang landed safely on the ground.

Wan Nu Wang stared intently at Zhang Qiling.

"go to hell!"