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Chapter 150 The wind of death

In the bustling long street, vehicles dragged the sound of squeaking brakes and crashed into the street like a failure. Drivers who opened the door and got out looked at the two men and women opposite each other in the middle of the road in panic, turned around and ran away.

In the middle of the road, the crooked iron railing kicked away. Wang Ruhu took off his gloves and threw them on the hood of the red car. He grabbed his scarlet palms and clenched them into a fist, and walked towards the mutant opposite.

"Go together, fight quickly!"

“…”

The mutant "Milla" looked at Wang Ruhu who was walking towards him, and glanced slightly at the pretty face, and glanced at the young man behind him with his hands smiling. She could feel that there were demon stars on the other party, but she was dead.

In the end, Mira still set her eyes on Wang Ruhu, who had the active aura of the demon star on the opposite side, stepped away with high heels, swung her hands out suddenly, and countless thin and dense silk threads ejected out instantly. While piercing into the nearby vehicle, her arms closed inward.

Squeak-

Boom boom!

Eight different models dragged twisted moans, pulled them up in an instant, and slammed them hard at Wang Ruhu. The car body collided, and the moment it touched, it squeezed flat and flat, and the glass door was immediately torn and scattered, squeezed into the air and turned into a huge ball of scrap iron.

Xia Yi was choosing a long sword, looking at the scene over there, tilted his head, then laughed, and heard a thick voice coming from the iron ball.

"After so long, have you grown this skill?"

Scream~~

The next moment when the iron sheet was torn apart, the iron balls connected by countless red silk threads exploded, and the eight squeezed cars directly decomposed and scattered, and Wang Ruhu's figure slowly moved, and then the last word of the words fell, his body suddenly accelerated, and he ran wildly. In the moment he arrived, he fitted and bumped into it. Mira spread his arms and his palms against the bumpy figure.

The slender white and tender palms collided with the steel-like body.

With a dull sound of the impact of flesh and bones, the woman's feet fell into the asphalt road, her body was stolen and her whole body was tilted back, and then she bounced back, her scarlet nails snatched wildly across Wang Ruhu's body, and the fabric flew like butterflies. The leather jacket behind her was also squirming at the same time, stretching out several red tentacles as thick as her arms and whipping violently, drilling and thorning.

In the violent offensive, Mira forced Wang Ruhu to keep fighting and defending her. She was also pushing forward, making the counterattack even more terrifying. The aftermath of the red whip, the tires of a public bus that was hit by a not far from the road exploded instantly.

However, the next moment, the pain suddenly occurred behind her back. The woman turned around and a long sword nailed her back. A figure rushed over at a very fast speed. Another slash of swords directly cut off the two tentacles.

"Uh--"

The furious woman, the tentacles behind her, and her arms were also hitting back at the same time. The attack fell like a sea of ​​attacks. On the side, Wang Ruhu's figure ran in a z-shaped manner. Just as more than tentacles were mixed with the lightning, the scarlet sharp armor grabbed Xia Yi, in front of him, Wang Ruhu opened his arms and made a crazily shadow, as if a wall had intercepted all attacks. Occasionally, there were missing ones on the chest, leaving red marks on his shoulders.

"I'll defend, you'll attack!"

Wang Ruhu turned his face and curled the corner of his cousin's mouth, with a smile, as if he was back when he was a child, he was responsible for guiding the adults away and asked his cousin to climb a tree to get it.

Just as Xia Yi replied with a good voice, Wang Ruhu suddenly withdrew his arms and clamped it inward, and immediately grabbed a dozen tentacles and Mira's hand under his armpit. The latter hit him with a backhand. Wang Ruhu hit the head hammer on the other party's palm, and hit the woman's chest with the momentum, hugged her waist with both hands, and suddenly lifted the air.

Around the street, a sound of wind gradually rose. Behind the tall figure, Xia Yi held a Japanese sword, felt the wind blowing across his face, and suddenly opened his eyes. On the long street, it seemed that the sun had disappeared in an instant. A afterimage of the figure emerged and soared into the sky. The Japanese sword was unsheathed and magnified in his hand like a dream.

Then, the blade slashed down with a bang!

——The strong wind slashes.

Mira, who was struggling back to the air, saw a knife light suddenly appearing above her head, and the man holding the hilt of the knife, his pupils and demon star cells in his body felt a fatal threat and let out countless screams.

Next second.

The blade slashed down angrily, and the beautiful woman shouting in the sky showed blood in the middle of her beautiful face, and then it was torn apart by the knife light, turning into two halves and splitting left and right. There was no blood or internal organs, but the two halves of human body fell heavily.

The swaying landscape trees on the long street gradually stopped, and the wind stopped as the wind stopped. Xia Yi lowered his sword from the sky, looking at the half of the corpse on the ground, and in his abdominal cavity, there was nothing, and he frowned slightly.

"That's so simple?"

The moment the tip of the knife was picked, half of the corpse on the ground suddenly turned his eyes, and he kicked the ground with one arm and one leg and rushed towards Xia Yi. The latter opened her with one knife, and called a huge round hammer in the car with his backhand, swung it out with a loud bang, and then smashed it down!

——The drum beating gold.

The heavy hammer body pressed directly to the ground against half of the corpse. All that came was a "slap" sound, and it was flattened. His eyes raised. Wang Ruhu on the other side also encountered an attack. He pressed it to the ground and smashed it with one punch. The corpse had already been deformed.

"I feel that she is not dead."

Wang Ruhu stopped and looked at the mud-like minced meat, as if it would be resurrected at any time. He kicked it again. Sure enough, the pile of minced meat began to move and climbed towards Xia Yi's corpse.

"It's better to burn it."

Wang Ruhu took out the lighter and burned it in his right hand for a moment. His palm ignited a flame, gathered a ball of fire and threw it onto the ground meat, and the smell of barbecue came out.

"Do you think she is not dead?" Xia Yi looked at her cousin's right arm and looked at her. The two brothers were actually like this. In the burning flames, the two looked at each other, raised their hands and patted each other, and then laughed.

After a moment, Wang Ruhu looked at the extinguished flames, and the minced meat had turned into coke. "I can feel it. I have followed her before, but disappeared at a sewer entrance. I suspect that she actually has her body left there. Can't you feel it?"

"I?"

Xia Yi smiled bitterly. He pulled up the sleeve of his right hand. His crystal red arms were as hard as diamonds, but he could twist like flesh and blood.

"The demon star consciousnesses above are dead. You can only feel the nearby red stone. If it is far away, it won't work, let alone this is a mutated demon star."

He had said before that not only were there demon stars in his body, but also were mixed with nuclear elements. The two complement each other and became one with his body.

Wang Ruhu looked at his right hand with thoughtful thought, "But I can feel that your ability is more than that."

"I can't use it easily..." Xia Yi looked at the charred ball on the ground helplessly, then fell to the two women hiding in the car in front, and chuckled.
Chapter completed!
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