Chapter 170: Aren't You Too Amazing?

In ten breaths, the man with a scorpion tattoo on his face had come charging over with over ten subordinates. Before he made a move, two of his underlings had accelerated and darted out, taking out two paper packets and tossing it over.

Hua!

The paper packets weren't secured too tightly. In addition to them being thrown with a great force, they opened up without Sun Mo needing to hit them. White limestone powder scattered in the air, encasing toward him.

"As expected of a move gangs used in chaotic battles!"

Sun Mo squinted his eyes and the wooden blade went sweeping out as if he was swinging a brush and splattering ink.

Colors of Autumn!

Swoosh!

Those white limestone powder were swept up by a gust of strong gale, disappearing from in front of Sun Mo. It instead swept back toward the gangsters.

Splash!

They were covered entirely by the powder.

"Cough cough!"

"How did you guys throw them?"