The Strongest Skill System

Following the muffled explosion of thunder, a white bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, tearing a hole in the vast night sky.    

At this moment, Ye Mo's feet slightly bent and his back bent like a cat.    

With another ferocious stomp!    

Like an arrow that had left the bowstring, he shot towards the Soul Stealing Pavilion stronghold.    

The speed was simply outrageous. Even the security cameras would not be able to catch a glimpse of his figure.    

"Teng!"    

Ye Mo leaped up, and like a doorstep, the several meters of wall was easily crossed by him.    

After he landed, he rolled again and Ye Mo was once again hidden in the grass.    

It was as if the person who fell on the wall was not a person, but a leaf that fell from a tree.    

Not far away, the small building where Chao Loong and the other two were, entered Ye Mo's line of sight.    

Unknowingly, no one knew!    

Ye Mo easily came to the room that Chao Loong and the others were in.    

Chao Loong and the others were so shocked that they thought they had seen a ghost!    

"Impossible, how come you didn't die in the grave?    

Emissary Wu Lun is one of the eight envoys in our organization. How could he let you come out alive?    

How could you not have died? "    

When Chao Loong saw Ye Mo, his face was filled with disbelief.    

"Uren?" He was long dead. So, you choose to commit suicide? Or wait for me to do it myself? "    

Ye Mo shrugged and said coldly.    

When they entered, Ye Mo glanced at the tall man to the left of Chao Loong. His fingers were strong and thick, and his joints protruded out like tiger claws. Obviously, he was an old practitioner.    

On the right was a skinny man with an extremely gloomy and reserved aura. He stood there like an eagle.    

"Hmph, how could Emissary Wu Lun die so easily!?"    

"Brat, I think you're just trying to find a path to heaven but you're not going to take it. There's no door to hell yet and you're trying to break in?"    

"Before I kill you, let me ask you one thing. Was a weak looking boy from Jinning University beaten up by you guys?" Ye Mo's tone became colder and colder.    

"That's right!" We did it! "    

The moment the skinny man finished his words, the tall man on the side suddenly stood up and wanted to sneak an attack on Ye Mo.    

He took a step forward and formed a claw with his right hand, grabbing towards Ye Mo's head.    

"Zi" an ear-piercing sound was heard.    

Ye Mo's soles grazed the wooden floor like a cheetah piercing through a forest. His body slid backwards and slid lightly, avoiding the attack. At the same time, his muscles tensed up and he exerted his strength in an instant as his right fist punched directly towards Ye Mo's face.    

At this moment, a sound of something breaking through the air beside Ye Mo sounded, as if something was smashing towards him.    

His right fist, which was originally aimed at the tall man, suddenly changed direction, fiercely striking in the direction of the sonic booms.    

"Beng!" Countless pieces of wood splinters were scattered on the ground.    

It was the petite man who threw the chair towards Ye Mo.    

"This kid has some ability. Everyone come at him together, don't give him a chance to make a comeback!"    

Chao Loong shouted and jumped in with a deep leap, instantly forming a trap for Ye Mo with the other two.    

"Alright!"    

The petite man and the tall man spoke at the same time, putting on a hunting posture like a pack of wolves.    

When Ye Mo saw that he was surrounded by the three of them, he was not afraid at all. He immediately pushed off with his feet and used his waist to throw the table in front of him towards the tall man.    

The two hundred pound table smashed heavily onto the tall man's head, causing him to stagger for a few steps before rolling onto the ground, unable to get up for the time being.    

The petite man didn't expect Ye Mo to be so strong. The two hundred pound table was like a wooden board and it flew away just like that. Ye Mo's courage weakened a few notches.    

There was a saying: first strike, first strike, first strike. If one could first suppress the enemy's courage, then one would have a thirty percent chance of winning.    

The trick that Ye Mo did not use just now was completely ruthless and forceful.    

Using such a simple and crude method, he could beat the enemy's courage and easily break their combined attack.    

At the same time, Ye Mo exerted force with his feet. His right hand formed a fist and punched towards the chest of the person on the left.    

The skinny man didn't dare to take it head on. Just now, he used the chair to sneak attack Ye Mo and saw how fierce Ye Mo's fist was.    

Chao Loong, who was on the side, saw that the situation was not good. He gathered all his strength and punched towards Ye Mo's chest.    

Ye Mo sneered. His figure was like a crane as he slid to the side to avoid the attack. The fist that he used to punch the skinny man turned into a claw and instantly grabbed the sneak attack Chao Loong's wrist.    

"Bang …" "Bang …"    

Ye Mo grabbed onto Chao Loong as if he was holding onto a stick, and viciously smashed towards the thin man's location. His strength was so great that it was unimaginable!    

In less than half a cigarette's time, the skinny man and Chao Loong were smashed to death by Ye Mo while one was still alive.    

"How boring!" How boring! I played him to death in a few moves, but luckily there's still one left. "    

After Ye Mo said this, he didn't even look at the blood and flesh on the ground. Instead, he threw Chao Loong's severed arm on the ground and walked towards the tall man.    

"Little bastard! I want to kill you, you son of a bitch! "    

The tall man who had been knocked out just now had just stood up and saw the other two die. His eyes were bloodshot as he shouted. He pulled out a Mitsubishi military thorn from his body and rushed toward Ye Mo.    

Ye Mo looked at this scene in ridicule. He did not dodge and directly turned his palm into a knife, fiercely chopping at the tall man's wrist.    

Under the pain, the Mitsubishi military thorn in the tall man's hand fell to the ground with a clang.    

With a kick from the whip, the tall man was sent flying and crashed into the wall.    

"Cough, cough!"    

The tall man coughed twice, blood trickling between his lips. He tried to sit up, but found that he had no strength left in him at all. He could only lean against the wall and support himself like a pile of mud.    

Ye Mo slowly walked over, each step was like a heavy hammer stepping on the tall man's chest.    

"Ka!" "Crack!" Only after two crisp sounds of bones breaking did Ye Mo withdraw his foot from the tall man's leg.    

"Ah …!" "Little bastard, I'll kill you!" The tall man screamed out in pain.    

Ye Mo didn't seem to hear it as he kicked again. After breaking the tall man's arms, he slowly squatted down.    

"How do you feel? Are you convinced? " Ye Mo patted the tall man's miserable face.    

"F * ck you, little bastard, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!" The tall man knew that he wouldn't be able to escape death, so he didn't beg for mercy.    

"Unconvinced? Good, good! Then, I will start from you guys, and slaughter your way to everyone in your Yama Organization! "    

With that, Ye Mo stood up and kicked the tall man hard in the chest.    

"Ah …"    

After being heavily kicked by Ye Mo, the tall man's eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. He screamed out miserably, a few mouthfuls of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.    

"The system will collect all these corpses and blood into the System Space and then remove them!"    

"Okay, host!"