Chapter 277

The burly man with the beard snorted coldly,

looked at Shen Biyao and the others, and said with a tough attitude: "Ladies, please! Being favored by my Holy Son-my lord is your good fortune!"

"Get lost!"

Shen Biyao frowned slightly,

and gave a cold shout.

Throughout their journey,

they had encountered this situation quite a few times.

"Hmph, ungrateful!"

The burly man snorted coldly,

and immediately stretched out his large hand, like the claw of a fierce beast, grabbing toward Shen Biyao and the others.

Since soft tactics didn't work,

then they would just have to use hard ones!

In any case, the result would be the same once they were grabbed onto the Holy Son's bed.

With five fingers spread,

light bloomed,

and the heavens and earth hummed;

this claw seemed intent on grabbing all of Shen Biyao and the others away.

Hmph!

Chu Long snorted coldly,

and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand,

a vast and mighty force descended, crashing into the burly man's chest like a mountain-toppling sea.

With a loud bang,

the burly man's body flew backward like a cannonball,

crashing into the pavilion beside the street,

causing the pavilion to collapse in large sections.

Seeing this scene,

the surrounding crowd was shocked!

"It's over, he actually dared to injure the Holy Son's follower; run, it's going to be dangerous here!"

The surrounding crowd scattered like birds and beasts,

and sure enough, the next moment,

Fuming, who had still been standing on the pavilion, appeared before Chu Long with a cold expression.

"Kid, who are you? You actually dare to lay a hand on my people!"

"Hehe, who am I?"

Chu Long smiled,

reached out to wrap his arm around Shen Biyao's slender waist, and said: "Are you blind? Can't you see I am their husband?"

Fuming narrowed his eyes,

immediately clenched his fists, and his eyes were about to turn red;

how could that slender and soft waist be held by another man?

At this moment, Fuming felt as if his own cabbage had been rooted up by a wild pig,

and he was so angry that his breathing became rapid!

He said in a deep voice: "How is this possible? You are worthy of being their husband?"

Every one of those women carried a noble aura,

and they didn't look like ordinary women at all,

but rather like they came from some major power!

"May I ask which power you come from?"

Fuming asked, taking a deep breath.

"Just a plain and unremarkable small family, not worth mentioning!"

Chu Long shook his head.

"Since that's the case, then go to hell!"

Fuming made his move decisively;

there was no woman he had his eye on

who could escape his grasp!

He struck out with a palm,

brilliant light bloomed,

and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

Even though he was only at the Martial Monarch cultivation base,

he had unleashed the powerful combat strength of a Martial Ancestor.

"Oh? Is he actually a possessor of a special constitution?"

"No wonder his combat strength is extraordinary!"

Chu Long saw that as the other party attacked, a blue diamond-shaped mark appeared on his forehead.

A chilling aura permeated the surroundings,

cold enough to pierce the heart!

In an instant, the nearby pavilions were frozen into ice sculptures.